This is exactly where I wanted to come.

Sister Wang’s eyes widened in shock as she read the introduction about Lin Xuan.

Was this man named Lin Xuan really that incredible?

"Big Sis," Xiao Li explained, "I’m telling you, Lin Xuan is seriously amazing. He’s a computer genius, the boss of Tianmu Group—someone of his status would never openly do something shady, right?"

"Don’t forget, that woman was passed out, and we didn’t take her room key. If that man really brought her to the hotel while she was unconscious and something happens, if she makes a scene, we’ll all be in deep trouble."

Sister Wang thought about it and nodded in fearful agreement.

That woman had looked stunning, and now that she recalled it, the man’s gaze had been unsettling.

Maybe the woman really had been tricked into coming here.

Sister Wang didn’t try to stop them anymore.

Inside the hotel room.

Wang Fu placed Jiang Yutong on the bed.

"Yutong," Wang Fu murmured, his obsessive gaze lingering on her face, chest, and thighs.

After a moment, he couldn’t resist touching her cheek.

"You have no idea how much I love you. I’ve liked you for so long."

"In school, you were like an untouchable goddess—I couldn’t help but chase after you. Wherever you went, I followed. My whole world revolved around you."

"But!" His expression twisted suddenly. "Jiang Yutong! No matter what I did, you never noticed me! I poured my heart out confessing to you, and you rejected me every single time!"

"Then my family’s company went bankrupt, and you looked down on me even more. I had no choice but to resort to this to make you mine. First, I’ll take your innocence, then I’ll scar your face. That way, you’ll have no choice but to marry me. Yutong, you won’t blame me, will you?"

As he spoke, Jiang Yutong began to regain consciousness.

She saw Wang Fu looming over her, then glanced around the room.

It was unmistakably a hotel.

A wave of terror washed over her.

"Wang Fu, what are you trying to do?"

Wang Fu smiled gently. "Yutong, you’re awake. Good. That way, you can fully experience how I take your first time… and how I’ll cherish you."

"Yutong, you’ll soon be mine. And your pretty face? I’ll mark it too."

He stripped off his clothes and lunged at her.

"Ah—!"

Jiang Yutong tried to fight back, but the drugs Wang Fu had given her left her weak and helpless.

Rip!

Her shoulder strap tore under his grip.

"Help!" she screamed, using every ounce of strength to push against him.

Wang Fu, irritated by her resistance, slapped her across the face several times.

"Jiang Yutong, I’ve given you enough respect. Don’t make me lose my temper."

"Let me make this clear—you’re not getting away today. You will become my woman. From now on, you’ll serve me obediently, my personal plaything."

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Fu laughed wildly.

This was the only way to claim the woman he loved—kindness and devotion were useless!

Once Jiang Yutong married him, she’d grow to love him eventually.

He’d make sure she stayed by his side forever.

"Get off me! Get away!" Jiang Yutong shrieked.

Her delicate frame was pinned beneath him, completely immobilized.

Despair filled her eyes.

How could she possibly escape Wang Fu’s clutches?

They were alone in this room—no one was coming to save her.

Was she really going to fall victim to him?

"Yutong, big brother will take good care of you…"

Wang Fu kissed her neck while yanking at her skirt.

Then—

BANG!

The door was kicked open.

Wang Fu, interrupted mid-act, turned his head with a scowl and saw Lin Xuan standing there.

Annoyed, he snapped, "Wrong room, asshole. Get the hell out!"

Lin Xuan calmly shut the door behind him.

Truth be told, it had been a while since he’d beaten someone up. In his training space, he’d only practiced on sandbags and dummies—it wasn’t the same.

The martial arts studios in Yundu City had blacklisted him after he left their instructors bruised and battered, no matter how much he paid.

Today, Wang Fu would serve as his punching bag.

Satisfied that the door was closed and the soundproofing would keep outsiders from interrupting, Lin Xuan smirked.

"Wrong room? No, I’m exactly where I need to be."

Wang Fu frowned. "Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my room?"

Lin Xuan leaned casually against the wall, one hand in his pocket.

"I'm here for someone," Lin Xuan said, his tone casual to the point of indifference.

"Who?" Wang Fu frowned as he asked.

"Her."

Lin Xuan pointed to the woman beneath Wang Fu—Jiang Yutong.

"So you're here to steal my woman," Wang Fu sneered.

A dark, vicious look flashed in his eyes as he glared down at Jiang Yutong. "Damn it, Jiang Yutong! How many men have you been stringing along behind my back?"

No wonder she’d been rejecting him.

Turns out she had all these wild men chasing after her!

Jiang Yutong only stared at Lin Xuan with desperate hope, ignoring Wang Fu’s words.

He was her only lifeline now.

Could he really save her from Wang Fu’s grasp?

"Jiang Yutong, listen to me—you’re mine! You’re only allowed to want me!"

Furious, Wang Fu raised his hand, ready to strike her across the face.

Lin Xuan moved swiftly.

Just as Wang Fu’s palm was about to land on Jiang Yutong’s cheek, Lin Xuan caught his wrist and yanked hard, throwing him off the bed.

Jiang Yutong quickly pulled the blanket over herself.

Her clothes were still mostly intact—only the fabric at her shoulder had been torn by Wang Fu.

Wang Fu shot Lin Xuan a venomous glare.

"Looks like you’re asking for a beating!"

Lin Xuan chuckled lightly. "Naturally. I came here today to save Jiang Yutong. Did you really think I’d give you a chance to hurt her?"

With that, he tossed Wang Fu’s clothes back at him. "Put these on. You’re an eyesore."

Lin Xuan didn’t need evidence of Wang Fu’s attempted assault.

Evidence or not, the fact that Wang Fu had dared to treat Jiang Yutong this way meant he’d better be ready to face the Jiang family’s wrath.

Wang Fu had no particular fondness for being half-naked either, so he scrambled to dress himself.

Then, his eyes raked over Lin Xuan from head to toe.

A cold laugh escaped his lips. "With that scrawny build of yours, you think you can play the hero?"

"Pathetic!"

"Absolutely pathetic!"

Lin Xuan arched a brow. "Mr. Wang, you might want to remember who just had his wrist grabbed and who got dragged off the bed."