Chen Feiyu turned around, triumph written all over his face. Then, with a cold sneer, he threw a punch straight ahead.
The punk didn't even have time to react before Feiyu's fist sent him flying, knocking him out cold on the ground.
"There, settled. From now on, if anyone dares bully you, I'll avenge you just like this. How about that?" Feiyu smiled at Han Muqing.
Muqing first nodded heavily, then gently stroked Feiyu's back, her heart aching as she said, "Feiyu, does it hurt? Why are you such a fool? I'm not worth you doing this."
That punch was less than a tickle to him, but a full performance was required.
Feiyu took Muqing's delicate hand, looking deep into her eyes as he said, "You are my woman. Whatever I do for you is worth it. Don't ever let me hear you say such a thing again."
Muqing didn't argue back. Though tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, her gaze bloomed with a radiance of pleasant surprise that could stir any man's heart.
She squeezed Feiyu's hand back, crying and laughing all at once with deep emotion as she said, "That's right, I am Feiyu's woman."
Muqing was a top-tier goddess, her entire being suffused with a mature and alluring charm. Winning her heart was enough to make any man feel blessed.
Feiyu was naturally no exception.
"Let's go. This place is a total mood killer." Feiyu wrapped his arm around Muqing's waist, leading her toward the parking lot. Muqing—the goddess of Mingji City to countless people—very naturally leaned into Feiyu's embrace, looking happy and slightly intoxicated.
Once inside the car, Muqing actively pressed herself against Feiyu's chest, speaking with sweet affection, "Feiyu, I'm so happy right now. For the first time, I feel like having someone to shield me from the wind and rain and give me something to lean on is such a wonderful thing. Feiyu, never leave me, okay?"
"I won't leave you. No matter what, you are my woman, and you can only ever be my woman!" Feiyu lifted Muqing's chin, their eyes locking before he leaned in and planted a deep kiss.
Chapter 34: Encountering an Old Acquaintance at a Bar
Beneath the neon streetlamps by the roadside, inside a red Porsche.
Muqing's first kiss was stolen by Feiyu, leaving her mind completely blank for a moment.
Then, she began to respond with passionate enthusiasm.
A short while later, Muqing was panting lightly. She seductively licked her lips, blinked playfully, and let out a soft, giggling laugh, "Feiyu, I'm all yours."
A wave of heat surged through Feiyu, and he almost lost control.
Yet he also knew that while Muqing appeared mature and alluring on the outside, she was still innocent at heart. If he claimed her for the first time right here, she wouldn't object, but she would more than likely carry some regrets afterward.
"I'll give you a perfect first time," Feiyu said, pulling back from her and speaking with utmost sincerity.
"Feiyu..." Muqing was moved to tears.
A hot-blooded man, faced with an absolute beauty who was his for the taking, could still think of her best interests at a crucial moment like this—if this wasn't true love, what was?
Having a man like this made her entire life worth it.
Muqing threw herself into Feiyu's embrace, deeply moved as she said, "Feiyu, I am yours forever. You can have me whenever you want."
That single sentence almost caused Feiyu to lose control all over again.
"You really are a little vixen." With great difficulty, he broke free from Muqing's embrace and affectionately flicked her exquisite, delicate nose.
"Hate you. Careful you mess up my makeup."
Muqing gave a sweet, coquettish huff, smoothed down her ruffled clothes, stepped on the gas, and sped forward. "I didn't get to drink my fill just now. Come on, big sis will take you to a bar, get you plastered, drag you to bed, and make it official."
"So my little Qingqing has been eyeing my body all along," Feiyu teased, stroking her fair cheek with one hand.
"Hateful, stop being so hands-on, I'm driving!" Muqing slapped Feiyu's hand away, but her heart was filled with joy and pride.
The fact that her lover desired her physical body proved just how attractive she was to him.
Throughout the drive, Feiyu took plenty of liberties with Muqing, drawing one playful, coquettish reproach after another from the beauty.
Finally, the two arrived at a bustling bar called Xuanfei.
Having already defined their relationship, the two stepped out of the car and walked inside hand in hand.
Business was booming inside the bar. Finding a quiet corner with fewer people, they ordered two drinks and sat close together, murmuring sweet nothings.
Before long, Muqing's pretty face was flushed, her lovely eyes shimmering as if they could melt, and she leaned against Feiyu's embrace with a mixture of shyness and delight.
Right as they were being all lovey-dovey, Feiyu glanced casually toward the bar counter, a look of surprise crossing his eyes. "Is that her?"
Sitting at the bar counter was a girl in a light-white dress. Her looks were top-tier, accented by a beauty mark at the corner of her eye that lent a touch of alluring youthfulness.
This girl was none other than Zhou Ruohua.
Muqing followed Feiyu's gaze and asked with curiosity, "Feiyu, do you know her?"
"We crossed paths once before." Feiyu suddenly frowned slightly and said, "Wait here for me a moment."
With that, Feiyu stood up and walked toward Ruohua's direction.
"Such a big wolf." Muqing shot him a resentful look.
At the bar counter.
Ruohua downed a drink by herself, a bitter twist at the corner of her lips.
She had gotten into a fight with her family today and was in a foul mood, so she had come to the bar alone to drink and drown her sorrows.
A campus-belle-level beauty like her, especially drinking all by herself, was bound to attract unwanted attention.
"Hi, gorgeous. Drinking 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 look that easily won over a girl's good impression.
Ruohua glanced at him, a flicker of disgust crossing her eyes as she said coldly, "Not interested."
The bespectacled man's expression darkened, but he immediately smiled. "Hey beauty, it's just a drink. If you won't even give me that much face, you're going to make it very hard for me."
From behind him, three burly thugs suddenly stepped out, glaring menacingly at Ruohua. They clearly meant trouble.
A wave of panic gripped Ruohua, and she deeply regretted coming to the bar alone.
The bespectacled man placed a glass of beer in front of Ruohua and smiled, "Come on, beauty, give me some face. Drink this glass and I'll leave right away."
Hesitating, Ruohua suddenly gritted her teeth, reached out, and picked up the glass, preparing to drink.
He Guanghua—the bespectacled man—wore an expression brimming with excitement, though he quickly masked it.
He had already spiked this glass of beer with sedatives beforehand. Once Ruohua drank it, she would have no choice but to submit obediently to his mercy.
At that thought, Guanghua grew hot with anticipation, the look in his eyes as he stared at Ruohua brimming with lust.
Just as Ruohua was about to drink.
"Don't drink it." Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed her wrist.
Ruohua turned her head, her expression shifting instantly from shock to delight. "Chen Feiyu, why are you here? Wait, why shouldn't I drink this?"
"There's something spiked in that drink. What do you think?" Feiyu asked with an amused smirk.
Ruohua's face drained of color in an instant. The drink was drugged! If Feiyu hadn't appeared in the nick of time, then who knew...
A wave of lingering fear washed over her!
Guanghua said in a panic-stricken rage, "Talk nonsense! You claim the drink has sedatives in it—where's your proof?"
"Idiot," Feiyu said with utter contempt. "I only said there was something in the drink. How did you know it was a sedative?"
Guanghua's expression changed drastically.
"Shameless!" Furious to the extreme, Ruohua marched right up and splashed the beer from the cup straight into Guanghua's face.
"Damn it, you stinking bitch, you're asking for death!" Enraged, Guanghua viciously swung a backhand slap at her.
Suddenly, Feiyu caught his wrist, offering a cold sneer. "Hitting a woman is such a gutless thing to do. You're a real disgrace to men."
"Fuck! You dare ruin my plans? Do you even know who I am? I'm the boss of this bar, and this place is backed by Brother Dao! Since you dared ruin my plans, you're dead today!" Guanghua threatened viciously.
As if to validate Guanghua's words, the bar's security guards and a bunch of local street thugs swarmed over, surrounding Feiyu and Ruohua in the center.
A rough count revealed nearly twenty people.
Fearing they might get caught in the crossfire, many of the patrons quietly slipped away.
"Ah..." Ruohua's heart was gripped with terror.
She was just a regular girl with no concept of martial arts. Although she had seen Feiyu display incredible power—even making Jiang Tianhu submit—now facing twenty-odd men, she didn't believe Feiyu could possibly win.
Muqing's face went pale. Her heart belonged entirely to Feiyu, and terrified that he might get hurt, she reached for her phone to call for help. But seeing the reassuring look Feiyu shot her way, she quietly put her phone back down.
For no other reason than this: she was Feiyu's man's woman, and she ought to trust her man.
Since Feiyu indicated everything was fine, then everything was fine!
A woman in love could be truly blind.
Feiyu swept his gaze across the surrounding crowd and chuckled lightly, "No matter how many shrimp there are, they can never threaten a shark. All the shark has to do is open its mouth, and every single shrimp gets swallowed right up. For instance, like this..."
Feiyu applied a slight pressure with his hand, and with a crisp *crack*, Guanghua's wrist was broken.
Guanghua let out a miserable scream and cursed, "Damn it! Brothers, beat him to death! Don't touch the woman—I'm going to fuck her to death on a bed tonight!"
The twenty-odd thugs bared their teeth and lunged toward Feiyu.
Looking terrified and trembling, Ruohua deeply regretted her actions. Why on earth had she blindly wandered into a bar?
"Just a bunch of prawns and crabs."
With a mocking curl of his lip, Feiyu grabbed an empty beer bottle from nearby and hurled it straight ahead. With a sickening thud, a security guard was knocked flat on his back, a bloody hole gashed into his head.
Next, Feiyu moved like a fierce tiger charging into a flock of sheep. Amidst a continuous chorus of screams, it wasn't long before all twenty-odd thugs were beaten flat onto the ground.
The patrons who hadn't yet fled were petrified where they stood, gazing at Feiyu with awe.
Muqing's lovely eyes rippled with brilliant colors, brimming with overwhelming pride.
This was her man—indomitable and invincible!
Covering her small mouth in shock, Ruohua's expression was a mask of disbelief, which quickly gave way to a surge of deep gratitude and joy.
"You... you're not human..." Guanghua stammered in absolute terror.
Feiyu walked toward him step by step, offering a cold sneer. "Didn't you want to beat me to death? What's wrong, too scared to make a move now?"
"You... don't come over! I run with Brother Dao! Don't think just because you can fight that you're a big deal—in front of Brother Dao, ten of you wouldn't be a match!" Paralyzed by fear, Guanghua scrambled backward in panic until he tripped over a chair and slammed down hard onto his rear.
Both Muqing and Ruohua wore looks of utter disdain.
Compared to Feiyu, trash like this was literally worlds apart—no, they were completely incomparable.
Ruohua stared at Feiyu's back, a strange, unnameable light in her eyes.
Feiyu walked up to Guanghua and kicked him flying, sending him crashing heavily against the bar's front doors with a loud *bang*. He slumped onto the floor like a dead toad.
"Yo, Brother He, this welcome of yours is really something unique."
Suddenly, four people walked in through the front entrance. The man in the lead was young and utterly cold. Though he was joking, not a single person present felt like smiling.
Recognizing who had arrived, Guanghua was instantly overjoyed. He scrambled over to wrap his arms around the young man's legs, crying out, "Brother Dao! Someone's causing trouble here! Not only did he try to steal my woman, but he beat me up too! I already made it clear this place is under your protection, Brother Dao, but not only did he refuse to show any respect, he even said that even if you were standing right here, he'd beat you just the same! Brother Dao, you have to get justice for me!"
Brother Dao furrowed his brow and gave a cold huff. "I'd like to see who's got the nerve to be this arrogant."
Guanghua was ecstatic. He glanced sideways at Feiyu with a vicious glare in his eyes. *Hmph, now that Brother Dao is here, you're a dead man! I'm going to cripple you and toy with that bitch right in front of your eyes!*
When Brother Dao laid eyes on Feiyu's face, his expression jolted. He hurried over and bowed deeply, saying, "Hello, Mr. Chen."
Guanghua was struck dumb, as if witnessing something beyond all belief, followed immediately by a suffocating wave of bone-deep terror.
Chapter 35: I Want to Become Your Woman
"Brother Dao" was none other than Leng Dao, and he was Guanghua's ultimate backer.
Upon seeing Feiyu, Leng Dao mentally cursed every single one of Guanghua's ancestors down to the eighteenth generation.
*Damn it! Mr. Chen is an absolute powerhouse—even Tiger Brother didn't dare provoke him! What kind of insignificant ant are you, He Guanghua? Pissing off Mr. Chen was bad enough, but you had to drag me down with you...*
Feiyu chuckled with amusement. "Well, if it isn't you. Have your injuries healed up?"
Cold sweat beaded on Leng Dao's forehead as he carefully forced a ingratiating smile. "Mr. Chen is too powerful. My injuries haven't fully healed yet; I reckon I still need to rest and recover for a while longer."
Standing off to the side, Ruohua stared in utter shock.
She had witnessed with her own eyes when Feiyu beat Leng Dao half to death and nearly crippled him.
Now that enemies had met, their eyes ought to be burning with hatred. Yet looking at Leng Dao's respectful posture, there wasn't a single shred of a desire for revenge; instead, he treated Feiyu with absolute deference.
This was definitely something that couldn't be achieved through brute force alone.
Could it be that Feiyu's identity as a snack shop worker was fake, and he actually possessed a formidable background?
The more Ruohua thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Guanghua was already out of his mind. The backer he relied on the most was acting this deferential in front of Feiyu—did that mean this young man was even more terrifying than Brother Dao?
Had he just doomed himself by offending him?
With a heavy *thud*, Guanghua collapsed to the floor, a deep wave of terror and regret surging through his core.
At that moment, Muqing walked over, very naturally taking Feiyu's hand as she said, "Xiao Dao, so this is your turf."
Leng Dao looked over curiously, disbelief flashing across his face. "Sister Qing, why are you here?"
Within the Xie Family, Muqing's status was vaguely higher even than Jiang Tianhu's, and Leng Dao was merely a subordinate under Tianhu.
Thus, upon seeing Muqing, Leng Dao offered a slight bow in acknowledgment.
At that exact moment, as he kept his head bowed, his gaze happened to catch the hands of Muqing and Feiyu intertwined together. He almost froze on the spot, followed immediately by a surge of deep admiration.
He had long since heard that Muqing disdained all members of the opposite sex, but he never expected her to be reeled in by Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen was truly a divine being!
Noticing Leng Dao's ambiguous look, Muqing's pretty face flushed slightly, but she raised her chin a fraction higher and gripped Feiyu's hand even tighter, her heart swelling with joy and pride.
That's right—she wanted the whole world to know that she was Chen Feiyu's woman!
Beside them, Ruohua's heart was churning with monumental waves.
Muqing was a renowned female entrepreneur throughout Mingji City; the profits she generated in a single year alone were enough to make the majority of male entrepreneurs in the city break out in a cold sweat. Because of this, Ruohua had always held Muqing up as her idol.
Yet her own 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 lost out to Chen Feiyu.*
Shock gripped Ruohua's heart. At the same time, she bit her lower lip, a look of resolute determination settling in her eyes.
"Mr. Chen, was it this punk who grew a pair of leopard's guts and offended you? Would you like me to..." Leng Dao gestured toward Guanghua, making a slicing motion across his own neck.
Trembling all over in terror, Guanghua dropped to his knees, his very lips quivering as he blurted out, "I... I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, offending you! I'm shameless, I deserve to die! Please, I beg you, spare me..."
Muqing and Ruohua both looked down upon him with uniform disgust.
Feiyu remained entirely unfazed. "Chasing a pretty woman isn't a crime, but drugging a woman and hitting her across the face goes completely against a man's dignity. Leng Dao, drag him outside and break one of his legs. If he ever crosses my path again, this bar won't need to stay open."
Guanghua's face drained of color as he pleaded frantically, "No, don't—"
Leng Dao kicked him flat onto the floor with a cold grunt. "Didn't you hear Mr. Chen? Drag him out."
Amidst his terrified shrieks, Guanghua was dragged out of the bar, and his fate went without saying.
Many of the remaining patrons in the bar cast fearful, reverent glances toward Feiyu. Even Ruohua standing nearby became an object of awe in their eyes.
Ruohua lifted her chin slightly, thoroughly enjoying the gazes directed at her as her vanity was fed to the utmost degree.
"Mr. Chen, do you have any other instructions?" Leng Dao asked ingratiatingly.
Feiyu shook his head, holding Muqing's hand as he said with a trace of apology, "I originally wanted to spend some quality time with you, but someone had to ruin the mood..."
Before he could finish, Muqing shook her head with a happy smile. "No, I'm your woman. Whatever you do, I give you my unconditional support. You don't need to feel sorry."
Though they already knew Feiyu and Muqing's relationship was intimate, seeing Muqing admit it out loud still left Ruohua and Leng Dao inwardly stunned.
A deep sense of being cherished welled up in Feiyu. Looking at Muqing's breathtaking face, he truly felt that with a wife like this, what more could a man ask for in life?
"There's no way to enjoy ourselves staying here now. Let's go."
"Mhm."
Feiyu put his arm around Muqing and walked out of the bar.
Leng Dao wore an expression of awe and envy, though he knew Muqing wasn't a woman he could ever covet, so jealousy didn't even enter the picture.
Ruohua stood in place, a complex expression and deep hesitation in her eyes.
Right as Feiyu was about to step out of the doorway, Ruohua gritted her teeth and suddenly called out, "Chen Feiyu, I... I have something to tell you."
Feiyu looked back, asking with mild curiosity, "What is it?"
"I... I..." Ruohua glanced at Muqing, stopping short with hesitation.
Muqing was observant and sighed inwardly. "Leng Dao, find these two a room to talk in."
"Got it, Sister Qing." Leng Dao acknowledged the order, went upstairs to open a private room on the second floor, and instructed that no one was to disturb them.
"Feiyu, I'll wait for you in the car."
Acting just like a devoted wife, Muqing smoothed down Feiyu's clothes, pressed a light kiss to his lips, and walked outside.
"Follow me."
Feiyu passed by Ruohua and spoke, then headed up to the second floor.
Ruohua followed right behind him like an obedient young bride.
Once inside the private room, Feiyu sat down on the sofa and said, "Alright, spill it. What did you want to talk to me about?"
Standing before Feiyu, Ruohua bit her lower lip gently and mustered up her courage. "I want to be your woman."
As soon as those words left her mouth, Ruohua felt her entire body go limp with relief.