Han Muqing first nodded heavily, then stroked Chen Feiyu's back, and asked with heartache, "Feiyu, does it hurt? Why are you so foolish? I'm not worth you doing this."
This felt less painful than being tickled, but since they were putting on a show, they had to commit to it fully.
Chen Feiyu took Han Muqing's delicate hand and said affectionately, "You are my woman. No matter what I do for you, it's worth it. Don't you ever say such things again."
Han Muqing did not refute. Although tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes, a radiant light of surprise bloomed in them, enough to make any man's heart skip a beat.
She turned her hand over to clasp Chen Feiyu's, crying and laughing at the same time with deep emotion, and said, "Right, I am Feiyu's woman."
Han Muqing was a supreme goddess, exuding mature and alluring charm from head to toe. Winning her heart was enough to make any man feel fortunate.
Naturally, Chen Feiyu was no exception.
"Let's go, this place is a mood killer." Chen Feiyu wrapped his arm around Han Muqing's waist and walked toward the parked car. Han Muqing, the goddess of countless people in Mingji City, naturally leaned into Chen Feiyu's embrace with a happy and slightly intoxicated expression.
Once inside the car, Han Muqing actively snuggled into Chen Feiyu's arms and said sweetly, "Feiyu, I feel so happy right now. For the first time, I realize that having someone to shield me from the wind and rain, someone I can lean on, is such a wonderful thing. Feiyu, never leave me, okay?"
"I won't leave you. No matter what, you are Chen Feiyu's woman, and you can only be my woman!" Chen Feiyu pinched Han Muqing's chin, and as their eyes met, he kissed her deeply.
Under the neon streetlights by the roadside, inside a red Porsche.
Han Muqing's first kiss had been taken by Chen Feiyu, leaving her mind completely blank for a moment.
Then, she began to respond with passionate enthusiasm.
A short while later, Han Muqing was breathing heavily, seductively licking her lips, blinking playfully, and giggling charmingly, "Feiyu, I'm all yours."
A wave of heat surged through Chen Feiyu's heart, and he almost lost control.
Yet he knew that although Han Muqing appeared mature and alluring on the surface, she was still an innocent virgin. If he took her first time here, while she wouldn't object, she would inevitably harbor some regrets in her heart.
"I will give you a perfect first time." Chen Feiyu pulled himself up from Han Muqing and said earnestly.
"Feiyu..." Han Muqing was moved to tears.
For a hot-blooded young man facing an utterly yielding supreme beauty to still consider her feelings at a critical moment—if this wasn't true love, what was?
Having such a man made this lifetime completely worthwhile.
Han Muqing threw herself into Chen Feiyu's arms and said emotionally, "Feiyu, I will always be yours. Whenever you want me, I'm yours."
These words almost caused Chen Feiyu to lose control once more.
"You really are an enchantress." He managed to break away from Han Muqing's embrace and affectionately flicked the tip of her delicate nose.
"Hate you, be careful or you'll ruin my makeup."
Han Muqing let out a sweet, spoiled hum, straightened her disheveled clothes, stepped on the accelerator, and drove forward. "I didn't drink enough just now. Come on, Sister will take you to a bar, get you drunk, drag you to bed, and make it official."
"So my little Qingqing has been eyeing my body all along." Chen Feiyu stroked Han Muqing's fair cheek with one hand.
"Hateful, stop being hands-on, I'm driving." Han Muqing slapped Chen Feiyu's hand away, but her heart was filled with joy and pride.
The fact that her lover desired her physical body proved that she held a strong attraction for him.
Throughout the journey, Chen Feiyu seized plenty of small opportunities to take advantage of Han Muqing, drawing a continuous stream of coquettish reproaches from the beauty.
Finally, the two arrived at the Xuanfei Bar.
Having already established their relationship, they got out of the car and walked in hand in hand.
Business was booming inside the bar. The two found a quiet corner with fewer people, ordered two drinks, and sat together murmuring sweet nothingness.
Before long, Han Muqing's pretty face was flushed, her lovely eyes shimmering as if they could drip water, and she leaned into Chen Feiyu's embrace with a mix of bashfulness and delight.
Just as they were being all lovey-dovey, Chen Feiyu inadvertently glanced toward the bar counter, a look of surprise crossing his eyes: "It's her?"
Sitting at the bar was a girl in a light white dress of top-tier beauty, with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, radiating a captivating charm wrapped in youthful innocence.
This girl was none other than Zhou Ruohua.
Han Muqing followed Chen Feiyu's gaze and asked curiously, "Feiyu, do you know her?"
"I had a deal with her once before." Chen Feiyu suddenly furrowed his brows slightly and said, "Wait for me here for a moment."
With that, Chen Feiyu stood up and walked toward Zhou Ruohua.
"Big pervert." Han Muqing's gaze carried a hint of grievance.
At the bar counter.
Zhou Ruohua drank a glass of wine by herself, a bitter taste lingering at the corners of her lips.She had a terrible fight with her family earlier today and was feeling deeply upset, so she came to the bar alone to drown her sorrows.
Being a campus-belle-level beauty—and a solitary one at that—she easily drew the attention of others.
"Hi there, beautiful. Are you here alone? Care to join me for a drink?"
Suddenly, a tall, handsome young man walked over. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white shirt, he looked scholarly and refined, the kind of type who easily wins a girl's favor.
Zhou Ruohua glanced at him, a flash of disgust crossing her eyes, and said coldly, "Not interested."
The bespectacled man's expression turned gloomy, but he quickly smiled. "Come on, beauty, it's just a drink. If you won't even give me that much face, you're going to make things very difficult for me."
From behind him, three bulky thugs suddenly stepped out, glaring at Zhou Ruohua with malicious intent. It was obvious they meant trouble.
A wave of fear gripped Zhou Ruohua's heart, and she deeply regretted coming to the bar by herself.
The bespectacled man placed a glass of beer right in front of Zhou Ruohua and smiled, "Be a sport, beauty. Drink this glass, and I'll leave immediately."
Hesitant, Zhou Ruohua suddenly steeled her resolve, reached out, picked up the glass, and raised it to her lips.
He Guanghua—the bespectacled man—was brimming with excitement, though he quickly masked it.
He had already spiked this glass of beer with a date-rape drug. Once Zhou Ruohua drank it, she would be completely at his mercy.
The thought made He Guanghua burn with desire, and the way he looked at Zhou Ruohua was filled with lust.
Just as Zhou Ruohua was about to drink.
"Don't drink it." Suddenly, a hand reached out from beside her and grabbed her wrist.
Zhou Ruohua turned her head, instantly surprised and delighted. "Chen Feiyu, why are you here? Wait, why shouldn't I drink this?"
"There's something slipped into the wine. Why do you think I told you not to drink it?" Chen Feiyu said with an amused smile.
The color drained from Zhou Ruohua's face in an instant. The drink had been spiked! If Chen Feiyu hadn't shown up in the nick of time, gods only knew...
A lingering wave of terror washed over her!
He Guanghua said frantically and with a guilty conscience, "Nonsense! You claim there's a drug in the drink, but where's your proof?"
"Idiot," Chen Feiyu said with utter contempt. "I only said there was something in the drink. How did you instantly know it was a drug?"
He Guanghua's expression changed drastically.
"Shameless!" Furious, Zhou Ruohua strode forward and splashed the beer from the cup straight into He Guanghua's face.
"Damn it, you bitch, you're looking for death!" Enraged, He Guanghua lashed out and swung a fierce slap at her.
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu intercepted his hand, sneering, "Hitting a woman is a pretty pathetic thing to do. You're a disgrace to men."
"Damn you! How dare you ruin my fun? Do you even know who I am? I'm the owner of this bar, and this place is backed by Brother Dao! You dared to mess with me, so you're dead today!" He Guanghua threatened viciously.
As if to validate He Guanghua's words, the security guards inside the bar, along with a bunch of local thugs, swarmed over and surrounded Chen Feiyu and Zhou Ruohua.
At a rough glance, there were nearly twenty of them.
Fearing they would be caught in the crossfire, most of the patrons in the bar quietly slipped away.
"Ah..." Zhou Ruohua's heart filled with terror.
She was just an ordinary girl with no concept of martial arts. Although she had seen Chen Feiyu display terrifying power—even forcing Jiang Tianhu to submit—facing more than twenty men right now, she didn't believe Chen Feiyu could possibly win.
Han Muqing's face drained of color. Her heart belonged entirely to Chen Feiyu, and she was terrified he would be hurt. Just as she was about to pull out her phone to call for help, she caught Chen Feiyu casting a reassuring look her way, and she quietly lowered the hand holding her phone.
For no other reason than this: she was Chen Feiyu's woman, and she should trust her man.
Since Chen Feiyu said everything was fine, then everything was definitely fine!
A woman in love is truly blind.
Chen Feiyu swept his gaze over the surrounding crowd and chuckled lightly, "No matter how many little shrimps there are, they can never threaten a shark. A shark only needs to open its mouth, and the shrimps will all be swallowed up. Just like this..."
Chen Feiyu applied a tiny bit of force to his grip, and with a crisp snap, He Guanghua's wrist broke.
He Guanghua let out a miserable scream and cursed, "Damn it! Brothers, beat him to death! Don't touch the woman—I'm going to finish her off in bed tonight!"
The twenty-odd men bared their teeth and lunged toward Chen Feiyu.
Terror gripped Zhou Ruohua's face and she trembled uncontrollably, her heart filled with bitter regret. Why on earth did she have to come to a bar for no reason?
"A bunch of small fry and cannon fodder, nothing more."
A mocking smile played on the corners of Chen Feiyu's lips. Casually picking up a beer bottle from nearby, he hurled it forward with fierce momentum. Instantly, one of the security guards was knocked flat to the ground, a bloody gash torn open on his head.Next, Chen Feiyu waded into the crowd like a fierce tiger descending upon a flock of sheep. Amidst a continuous chorus of screams, it took him no time at all to knock all twenty-some men flat on the ground.
The remaining patrons in the bar froze in place, casting looks of awe toward Chen Feiyu.
Han Muqing’s beautiful eyes rippled with a mesmerizing brilliance, overflowing with pride.
This is the man who belongs to Han Muqing! Towering and unyielding, invincible in every battle!
Zhou Ruohua covered her small mouth in sheer shock, which was instantly replaced by a surging wave of joy and gratitude.
"You... you're a monster..." Guanghua He stammered in terror.
Step by step, Chen Feiyu walked toward him and sneered, "Didn't you say you were going to beat me to death? What's the matter, too scared to move?"
"D-Don't come any closer! I roll with Brother Dao! Don't think just because you can fight that you're anything special—ten of you wouldn't be a match for him!" Panicking, Guanghua He scrambled backward in terror until he tripped over a chair and landed flat on his backside.
A look of utter contempt surfaced in the eyes of both Han Muqing and Zhou Ruohua.
Compared to Chen Feiyu, trash like this was worlds apart—no, they were completely incomparable.
Zhou Ruohua cast a strange, inexplicable look at Chen Feiyu's back.
Chen Feiyu walked up to Guanghua He and sent him flying with a single kick. He slammed viciously into the bar's front doors with a loud bang, collapsing onto the floor like a dead toad.
"Well, well, Brother He. What a unique way to welcome a guest."
Suddenly, four men walked in from outside. The one in the lead was very young and utterly cold. Although he was joking, his words failed to bring a smile to anyone's face.
Upon recognizing the newcomer, Guanghua He was instantly ecstatic. He lunged forward to grab the young man's legs, weeping and howling, "Brother Dao, someone is causing trouble here! Not only is he trying to steal my woman, but he also beat me up! I already told him this place is under your protection, but not only did he refuse to give you any face, he even said that even if you were here, he'd still beat the crap out of you anyway! Brother Dao, you have to avenge me!"
"Brother Dao" furrowed his brow and let out a cold snort. "I'd like to see who's arrogant enough to pull this off."
Guanghua He was ecstatic inside, a vicious glint flashing across his eyes as he glanced at Chen Feiyu. *Hmph! Now that Brother Dao is here, you're a dead man! I'm going to cripple you and defile that bitch right in front of your eyes!*
When "Brother Dao" caught sight of Chen Feiyu, his expression shifted violently. He hurried over and bowed deeply, saying, "Hello, Mr. Chen."
Guanghua He was dumbfounded, feeling as though he were witnessing an impossible hallucination. In the next second, a profound, bone-chilling terror gripped his heart.
"Brother Dao" was none other than Leng Dao—and also Guanghua He's ultimate backing.
Upon seeing Chen Feiyu, Leng Dao had already cursed every single one of Guanghua He's ancestors going back eighteen generations in his heart.
*Damn it! Mr. Chen is an absolute supreme expert, someone even Tiger Jiang wouldn't dare provoke! What the hell are you, Guanghua He? It's bad enough that you went out of your way to offend Mr. Chen, but you had to drag me down into the mud with you...*
Chen Feiyu offered a playful smile. "Fancy meeting you here. Have your injuries healed?"
Cold sweat beaded on Leng Dao's forehead as he carefully forced a sycophantic smile. "Mr. Chen is far too formidable. My injuries haven't fully healed yet, so I suppose I'll need to continue recuperating for a while longer."
Standing off to the side, Zhou Ruohua stared in utter shock.
She had witnessed with her own eyes when Chen Feiyu severely beat Leng Dao—he had even come within a hair's breadth of crippling him.
Now, meeting again as enemies, their eyes ought to be burning with hatred. Yet looking at Leng Dao's deferential posture, there wasn't a single trace of vengeance to be found. Instead, he was treating Chen Feiyu with the utmost respect.
This was definitely something that couldn't be achieved through brute force alone.
Could it be that Chen Feiyu's identity as a diner employee was fake, and he actually possessed a formidable background?
The more Zhou Ruohua thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Guanghua He's mind went completely blank. His most dependable backer was acting this submissive in front of Chen Feiyu, which meant... did that make this young man even more terrifying than Brother Dao?
Since he had offended him, didn't that mean he was dead for sure?
With a heavy *thud*, Guanghua He collapsed onto the floor, a deep sense of dread and regret flooding his heart.
Just then, Han Muqing walked over, naturally taking Chen Feiyu's hand in hers as she said, "Little Dao, so this is your turf."
Leng Dao looked over in curiosity, finding it hard to believe his eyes as he asked, "Sister Qing, what brings you here?"
Within the Xie family, Han Muqing's status was vaguely higher even than Jiang Tianhu's, and Leng Dao was merely one of Jiang Tianhu's subordinates.
Thus, upon seeing Han Muqing, Leng Dao lowered his head in a slight bow to acknowledge her.
At that exact moment, as he kept his head bowed, his gaze happened to catch the sight of Han Muqing and Chen Feiyu's hands interlocked. He nearly turned to stone on the spot, a surge of deep admiration flooding him right after.
He had long heard that Han Muqing disdained the opposite sex entirely, yet he never expected her to be conquered by Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen truly was a god among men!
Noticing Leng Dao's suggestive gaze, Han Muqing's pretty face flushed slightly. However, she raised her chin a fraction higher and gripped Chen Feiyu's hand even tighter, her heart brimming with joy and pride.
That's right! I want the entire world to know that I am Chen Feiyu's woman!
Beside them, Zhou Ruohua felt a tempest raging in her heart.
Han Muqing was a famously successful businesswoman throughout Mingji City; the profits she generated in a single year alone were enough to make the majority of Mingji City's male entrepreneurs hang their heads in shame. Because of this, Zhou Ruohua had always viewed Han Muqing as her idol.
Yet her idol turned out to be Chen Feiyu's woman!
*I've always heard that the young master of the Xie family was pursuing Han Muqing. It looks like he just lost out to Chen Feiyu.*
Shocked, Zhou Ruohua bit her lip, a flicker of firm determination flashing in her eyes.
"Mr. Chen, is this punk out of his mind? Did he offend you? Would you like me to take him out and..." Leng Dao gestured toward Guanghua He, making a throat-slitting motion.
Terrified, Guanghua He knelt on the floor, his lips trembling as he blurted out, "I... I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, offending you! I'm despicable, I deserve to die! Please, I beg you to spare me..."
Both Han Muqing and Zhou Ruohua looked down on him with unified contempt.
Unmoved, Chen Feiyu said, "There's nothing wrong with pursuing a pretty woman, but drugging her and hitting her across the face crosses the line and strips a man of his dignity. Leng Dao, drag him outside and break one of his legs. If he ever crosses my path again, there won't be any need for this bar to stay open."
Guanghua He's face drained of color as he wailed, "No, please don't..."
Leng Dao kicked him flat onto the ground and said coldly, "Didn't you hear Mr. Chen? Drag him out."
Amidst his terrified shrieks, Guanghua He was dragged out of the bar, and his fate went without saying.
Many of the patrons inside the bar cast looks of awe toward Chen Feiyu. Even Zhou Ruohua, standing nearby, found herself included in the fearful respect of the crowd.
Zhou Ruohua lifted her chin slightly, thoroughly enjoying the attention as her vanity was immensely gratified.
"Mr. Chen, do you have any other instructions?" Leng Dao asked with a flattering smile.
Chen Feiyu shook his head, holding Han Muqing's hand as he said with a hint of apology, "I originally wanted to spend some quality time with you, but someone had to ruin the mood..."
Before he could finish, Han Muqing shook her head, offering a blissful smile. "No. I am your woman, and no matter what you do, I will support you unconditionally. There's no need to feel sorry."
Even though they already knew that Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing shared a profound relationship, hearing Han Muqing admit it with her own lips still left Zhou Ruohua and Leng Dao thoroughly shocked.
A wave of deep emotion welled up inside Chen Feiyu. Looking at Han Muqing's exquisite face, he truly felt that with a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?
"It's impossible to enjoy ourselves properly staying here anymore. Let's go."
"Okay."
With his arm around Han Muqing's waist, Chen Feiyu walked out of the bar.
Leng Dao wore an expression of deep admiration and envy, though he knew Han Muqing wasn't a woman he could ever covet, so there was no room for jealousy.
Zhou Ruohua stood frozen in place, her expression complex and her eyes filled with hesitation.
Just as Chen Feiyu was about to step out of the bar, Zhou Ruohua gritted her teeth and suddenly called out, "Chen Feiyu, I... I have something to tell you."
Chen Feiyu turned his head back and asked with curiosity, "What is it?"
"I... I..." Zhou Ruohua glanced at Han Muqing, stopping midsentence, her words catching in her throat.
Han Muqing, possessing a keen intuition, gave an inward sigh and said, "Leng Dao, find these two a room where they can talk."
"Got it, Sister Qing," Leng Dao acknowledged, heading up to the second floor to secure a private room while giving strict orders that no one was to enter.
"Feiyu, I'll wait for you in the car."
Acting just like a devoted wife, Han Muqing straightened Chen Feiyu's clothes, pressed a light kiss to his lips, and headed outside.
"Follow me."
Chen Feiyu passed by Zhou Ruohua, speaking briefly before heading up to the second floor.
Zhou Ruohua trailed obediently behind him like a young bride.
Once inside the private room, Chen Feiyu took a seat on the sofa and asked, "Alright, speak. What did you want to talk to me about?"
Standing before Chen Feiyu, Zhou Ruohua lightly bit her lower lip, mustered her courage, and declared, "I want to be your woman."
The moment those words left her mouth, Zhou Ruohua felt her entire body relax.
Chen Feiyu's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment. "Why?"
"Because you almost crippled Leng Dao, yet you even made Jiang Tianhu kneel and apologize—and Jiang Tianhu still hasn't retaliated against you to this day. Also, because someone as outstanding as Han Muqing is willing to be your woman of her own accord. I trust Han Muqing's judgment; you are definitely an extraordinary man," Zhou Ruohua reasoned, lifting her chin.