"Go ahead, show me," Ye Huan said playfully. He scooped Xiang Yingxin up into his arms, bridal style, and carried her to the sofa. Once seated, he settled her onto his lap and leaned in as if about to take a bite.
"Ye Huan, Ye Huan, don't be impulsive! Um, actually, I just remembered... I'm on my period," Xiang Yingxin stammered, terrified and scrambling for an excuse.
"Your period? Where is she? Tell her to come over and join us!" Ye Huan said with a lecherous grin.
Xiang Yingxin: "???"
Does this pig-slaughtering brute have some kind of misunderstanding about what a period is? Then again, this guy really isn't picky—and he’s a total pervert. He wouldn't even let a period stop him!
"Um, I feel like the atmosphere is a bit off. I, I should sing a song to liven things up," Xiang Yingxin said, fighting to control her panic.
"Can you dance while you sing?" Ye Huan asked.
"Yes, of course!"
Xiang Yingxin was so relieved she nearly cried. She scrambled off Ye Huan’s lap and bolted toward the karaoke console. Ye Huan lit a cigarette, leaned back, and watched with amusement as she fumbled to select a song. He had seen through her act the whole time and was merely toying with her. In truth, he had no intention of actually doing anything with her; despite her looks and figure, she just wasn't his type.
A man like the King of Hell had very specific tastes when it came to women!
"Um, I—I'm starting now!" Xiang Yingxin said, looking at him timidly once she’d finally queued a song. At this moment, she was terrified of this pig-slaughtering brute.
"Go ahead. Sing well, and make the dance sexy. Otherwise, don't think about walking out of this booth before dawn tomorrow." Ye Huan puffed on his cigarette like a degenerate, letting his eyes roam wantonly over her body.
"Oh, okay..."
Xiang Yingxin shivered, her face turning pale. She couldn't bear to imagine what kind of torture she’d endure if she spent the night in this booth with him; she’d probably have to lean against the wall just to walk out tomorrow morning.
The music started. Xiang Yingxin began to sway her waist. Ye Huan watched with great interest. She was wearing a very short, tight-fitting camisole dress, and her bold, provocative dance moves made his fingers itch. Xiang Yingxin was nearly scared to tears by his gaze. She felt that if she kept dancing, he might be provoked into pouncing on her like a beast, but she didn't dare stop...
...
After Lin Xi and the others entered the bar, they didn't start the party or hit the dance floor. Instead, they gathered around Lin Xi, whispering advice one after another.
"That pig-slaughterer really went upstairs with Xiang Yingxin. Lin Xi, are you just going to watch him wear a green hat like that right in front of you?"
"Lin Xi, even if you don't have feelings for him, you should go up there and stop them immediately. If something happens between them, your reputation is finished. If word gets out, you’ll become the laughingstock of the business world."
"Even if Grandpa Lin forced the two of you together, he shouldn't be so blatant. He might be having fun, but he’s pushing you to the center of a scandal."
"Lin Xi, you have to get a divorce as soon as possible. The sooner the better—tomorrow morning, even. Otherwise, he’s going to ruin you."
"He knows you don't like him and won't interfere in his private life, so he’s using the Lin family's money to satisfy his own urges. A piece of trash like that will destroy your reputation."
Facing their persuasion, Lin Xi remained incredibly calm and unmoved, occasionally glancing toward the staircase leading to the second floor.
Seeing that the others had said enough, Su Lei stepped in. "Lin Xi, I know you can't divorce because of your grandfather's orders, and that pig-slaughterer certainly won't volunteer since he’s after your money. Tell you what—give me the word, and I'll have my bodyguard beat him until he agrees to sign the divorce papers tomorrow."
Lin Xi glanced at Su Lei and nearly laughed out loud. This guy was like a rat holding a gun, trying to challenge a cat—he was courting death! She checked her watch and then the stairs, wondering why the scumbag Ye and that tramp Xiang hadn't come down yet.
"Young Master Jin, Ms. Shen has booked the bar for the night. Young Master Jin, please don't be like this..." The fawning voice of a waiter trying to block someone reached them.
Lin Xi and the others looked over. A massive crowd of dozens of men stormed into the bar, all of them wielding weapons and looking fierce. At the lead was Jin Feiyu's younger brother, Jin Peng!
...
*Bad news!*
Seeing Jin Peng, Lin Xi's heart sank. She quickly pulled out her phone to call Ye Huan. Once connected, the sound of explosive, high-energy music blared through the line! Lin Xi was momentarily stunned. Was a simple dance really worth such intense music?
Ye Huan: "What?"
"Jin Peng is here. Get down here now!" Lin Xi whispered.
Ye Huan: "What did you say?"
"I said Jin Peng is here."
Ye Huan: "What’s that? Speak up."
"I'll text you!"
Lin Xi didn't dare speak loudly; if she did, Jin Peng would know she was right there. She hung up and sent a text: "Jin Feiyu's brother, Jin Peng, is here with dozens of men. Come down!" She put her phone away and watched calmly as Jin Peng approached.
"So it's the Second Young Master. Your presence at my birthday party is truly a great honor." Shen Huamei, the birthday girl, greeted him with a smile.
*Slap!*
Jin Peng struck Shen Huamei, knocking her to the floor. He spat on her and said coldly, "Pah! Take a look in the mirror before you speak. A tramp like you deserves a birthday celebration from me? Get lost!" He kicked her hard, and Shen Huamei screamed in pain, trembling on the floor.
The bar went dead silent. No one dared to speak; they couldn't afford to offend Jin Peng. Not only did the Jin family have underworld ties, but their wealth, connections, and power were only rivaled by the Lin and Su families. But everyone wondered, why was Jin Peng showing up with such a massive force?
"Jin Peng, you're looking for me. Why involve innocent people?" Lin Xi stepped out from the crowd, her voice cold. She had never been someone to hide behind others. Only then did Su Lei and the others realize that Jin Peng was here for Lin Xi.
"So what if I involve the innocent?" Jin Peng’s attitude was incredibly arrogant. He glared at everyone and shouted, "Listen up! I’m only here for one person: Lin Xi. This has nothing to do with any of you. If anyone is looking for trouble, I don't mind beating a few more people." He gave Shen Huamei another vicious kick to the stomach.
"You..." Lin Xi watched Shen Huamei curl up in agony and longed to rush over and beat Jin Peng to death. But she didn't dare; she couldn't win against him, and he had dozens of thugs behind him. She could only anxiously hope that Ye Huan would descend from the second floor. Once he was by her side, she’d have the confidence to face Jin Peng.
"What? Seeing me beat your good friend makes you angry? Does it hurt your heart to see her writhing in pain?" Jin Peng wore a twisted, perverted grin. He suddenly roared, "If you don't want to get others involved, then be a good girl and come with me."
*Why isn't that scumbag down here yet...* Lin Xi's palms were slick with sweat.
"I see you don't intend to come willingly. In that case, I'll have to do it myself!" Jin Peng saw that Lin Xi wasn't moving and waved his hand: "Take her!"
Two thugs walked toward Lin Xi. She panicked; if she were dragged away, Jin Jiu would either kill her or skin her alive to avenge Jin Feiyu.
"Did the Second Young Master not see me?" Su Lei stepped in front of Lin Xi and looked at Jin Peng. "Second Young Master, I don't know how Lin Xi offended you, but given my relationship with her, please give me some face and let her go, how about it?"
As he said this, Su Lei felt incredibly cool and heroic. He had never felt so dashing in his life. At this critical moment, he was the hero saving the beauty; Lin Xi would surely be grateful and might even develop feelings for him.
"What kind of dog are you to think you deserve 'face' from me? You don't have any standing here!" Jin Peng cursed him without hesitation and barked, "What are you idiots waiting for? Get Lin Xi!"
Su Lei was furious. Jin Peng hadn't given him any face at all and had humiliated him in public. He glared at his bodyguard and said, "Listen carefully—anyone who touches Lin Xi tonight, beat them to death."
The bodyguard wanted to curse him out. He was a retired special forces soldier who could handle ten men at once, but Jin Peng had dozens of thugs armed with weapons! How could he possibly win? Still, out of professional duty, he stood in front of Su Lei.
"Oh, no wonder you're acting tough—you’ve got a bodyguard!" Jin Peng sneered with disdain and waved his hand again. "Beat Su Lei’s bodyguard half to death first."
*Whoosh!*
Dozens of thugs rushed forward, howling. The bodyguard’s heart skipped a beat, but he grabbed a chair, bracing for the fight!
"Stop!"
At that moment, a thunderous shout rang out! The thugs, confused, came to a halt. Lin Xi and the others turned toward the stairs. Ye Huan was walking down slowly and calmly—but Xiang Yingxin was nowhere to be seen!
Seeing this, Lin Xi finally felt her heart settle. With Ye Huan here, she didn't fear Jin Peng anymore. Even if he couldn't beat fifty thugs, surely he and Su Lei's bodyguard could manage.
"Kid, you planning to stick your nose into this too?" Jin Peng glared at Ye Huan. "Let me warn you—you can’t afford to offend the Jin family!"
Ye Huan walked over and helped the curled-up Shen Huamei to her feet, placing his right hand on her lower back. A rush of heat flowed from his palm into her body; instantly, the pain in her abdomen vanished.
"Still hurting?" Ye Huan asked as he helped her over to Lin Xi.
"No, it’s gone. Thank you!" Shen Huamei looked at Ye Huan with shock in her beautiful eyes.
Ye Huan didn't notice her expression. He turned to face Jin Peng and said, "I don't really want to get involved, but since you're trying to kidnap my wife, I don't have a choice!"
Jin Peng was stunned, then burst into a cackle. "So you're that legendary pig-slaughtering husband of Lin Xi? I thought you were someone important. You're killing me..."
*It's a slaughterhouse job, how did it turn into 'pig-slaughtering'? This is a gross distortion of the great profession of butchery...* Ye Huan thought, annoyed. "Laugh all you want. Once you're done, let's get on with it. It's Shen Huamei's birthday; I can't let trash like you ruin her night by wasting too much time."
Everyone except Lin Xi froze at his words.
"You mean you want to fight us?" Jin Peng asked.
"Pig-slaughterer, have you lost your mind?" Su Lei looked at Ye Huan like he was an idiot. "Just because you have some muscle from killing pigs all year, you think you can take on dozens of street thugs who live for violence?" Others looked at him with the same expression.
...
Jin Peng, Su Lei, and the rest were stunned, unable to understand what Lin Xi meant. They followed her gaze. Even the fifty thugs stopped their assault on the bodyguard and looked over.
Ye Huan was walking down the stairs, slow and steady. Xiang Yingxin was trailing behind him.
*Hiss...*
Seeing Xiang Yingxin's state and the way she walked, everyone gasped. Her hair was a mess, she was panting heavily, her face was pale, and sweat dripped from her chin. She held onto the handrail, stepping down with awkward, careful movements. Every step drew a look of pain across her face, as if she were enduring some indescribable agony.
They were all adults—they knew exactly why she looked so miserable!
But! Ye Huan and Xiang Yingxin had only been in the VIP booth for half an hour. What kind of intense exercise could have left her in such a state in such a short time?
Every man at the party suddenly felt inadequate. In that department, they were no match for Ye Huan! Meanwhile, many of the girls looked at Ye Huan with strange expressions; some even had burning gazes, seemingly wanting to experience that same "pain" themselves.
"Lin Xi, are you saying he’s the one who’s going to stop me?" Jin Peng shifted his gaze from Ye Huan to Lin Xi.
"That's right!" Lin Xi nodded.
"Hahahaha..." Jin Peng burst into boisterous laughter. "Lin Xi, are you trying to kill me with laughter? You think a pretty boy like that can take on my fifty brothers? Hahahaha..."
It wasn't just Jin Peng; everyone in the bar thought Lin Xi was joking.
"Lin Xi, even my bodyguard is no match for these people. Ye Huan is just a pig-slaughterer. You think he’s stronger than my bodyguard?" Su Lei couldn't help but chime in.
Lin Xi smiled and said nothing. When it came to martial arts, she had full confidence in Ye Huan.
"A pig-slaughterer?" Jin Peng paused, then realized. "I heard you were married to a pig-slaughterer. So this is the guy." He started laughing again. "This is hilarious. Lin Xi, you actually think a butcher can protect you? Hahahaha..."
Ye Huan stepped up to Jin Peng. "Is it funny?"
Jin Peng held his stomach, laughing. "Funny? It's hilarious!"
*Slap!*
Ye Huan slapped Jin Peng across the face. "Still think it's funny?"
Lin Xi smiled. Although she loathed Ye Huan, she had to admit, he looked incredibly cool when he was hitting people! Su Lei and the others were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes. This pig-slaughterer actually dared to slap Jin Peng? Was he tired of living?
"You..." Jin Peng stared at Ye Huan in shock. "You—you dare hit me? Kid, do you want to die?"
*Slap!*
Ye Huan slapped him again, even harder this time. The blow sent Jin Peng spinning in place before he crashed to the ground. Ye Huan stepped on Jin Peng's head. "Still think it's funny now?"
*So cool...* Lin Xi's face flushed with excitement; her fists were clenched, and her blood felt like it was boiling. But Su Lei and the others looked at Ye Huan as if he were already a dead man. In their eyes, by slapping Jin Peng twice and stepping on his head, Ye Huan had ensured his own demise. As soon as Jin Peng gave the order, those fifty thugs would beat him to death. *Sigh, a butcher is a butcher—too reckless!*
"You bastard..." Jin Peng’s ears were ringing, and his head was spinning. He tried to get up, but with Ye Huan's foot pressed down on him, he couldn't move. He was infuriated to the point of exploding. "What are you all staring at?! Kill him! Kill him!"
The fifty thugs, already incensed, rushed at Ye Huan upon hearing the order.
"Let's see who dares to move!"
With an air of dominance, Ye Huan stepped down onto Jin Peng's left arm. A sickening sound of bone shattering echoed through the room. Jin Peng's arm had been crushed under Ye Huan's foot.
"Ahhh..." Jin Peng let out a piercing, tragic scream.
"This..." The fifty thugs froze, stunned, looking at Jin Peng’s twisted, mangled arm before shifting their gazes toward Ye Huan with fear. They had seen tough guys before—they were tough guys themselves—but they had never seen anyone as ruthless as Ye Huan.
To casually crush someone's arm while chatting? That was pure savagery!
Su Lei and the others were even more shaken. As pampered young masters and heiresses, they had never witnessed such bloody, brutal violence.
*He really is a pig-slaughterer! Too bloody! Too cruel!* Recalling how they had mocked and insulted Ye Huan earlier, Su Lei and his friends felt a wave of terror, some breaking out in cold sweat.
Lin Xi’s expression remained unchanged. She wore a smile, and as she watched Ye Huan crush the arm, she only felt a sense of immense satisfaction.
"Screaming so loud, it must really hurt!" Ye Huan pressed his foot onto Jin Peng's head again, his voice cold.
"You..." Jin Peng grit his teeth through the agony and stopped screaming. He roared, "You useless idiots, what are you standing there for? Don't worry about me—kill this bastard! Kill him!"
With that command, the fifty thugs lost all hesitation and charged at Ye Huan once more!
"Impressive!" Ye Huan complimented him, then delivered a powerful kick, sending Jin Peng flying across the room.