Falling into a Honey Trap

As soon as the woman entered, Xu Mu immediately closed the door behind her.

"Handsome, you can call me Little Li. Thank you. I knocked on several doors earlier, but no one was willing to help me."

As she spoke, Little Li began rubbing her eyes again.

"It's fine. You should sit down and rest. Or we can call the police now if you'd like."

Xu Mu sat on a nearby chair, facing the woman directly.

The other three in the room could also see her clearly.

"I don’t dare call the police. He didn’t hit me that hard—at most, he’d just be locked up for a few days. But once he’s out, he’d come after me even worse."

Little Li wiped her eyes as she spoke.

On the other side, Ye Yu and Ye Tong, who were watching the live feed, exchanged glances. This woman really did seem pitiful.

Both of them thought of their own past experiences, though they also felt a sense of relief—after all, Xu Mu had come around and treated them well again.

Meanwhile, Xu Mu nearly laughed out loud. Her acting needed work.

From start to finish, not a single tear had fallen. He had no idea what she was trying to pull.

"Then just wait here for now," Xu Mu said with a slight nod.

"You’re so kind. If only I had a boyfriend like you," Little Li suddenly said, stepping closer to Xu Mu.

"Too late for that. I’m already married," Xu Mu replied flatly.

"Why didn’t your wife come with you?" Little Li asked abruptly.

"Technically, this is a business trip. I’m just squeezing in some sightseeing. She’s still at home."

Xu Mu’s expression remained indifferent.

"Handsome, I want to thank you for helping me. Since your wife isn’t here and she’ll never know, why don’t we have a little… unforgettable encounter?"

Little Li suddenly closed the distance, reaching out to unbutton his shirt. "Consider this my way of repaying you."

Watching this unfold, Ye Yu’s face darkened. "Brother-in-law was right! This woman is bad news!"

She immediately stood up, ready to rush to Xu Mu’s room.

But Ye Tong grabbed her arm.

"No need for you to go. Do you really think your brother-in-law is that weak-willed?"

Ye Tong remained calm, her eyes fixed on the screen.

Ye Yu was still fuming when Xu Mu’s next words suddenly made her burst into laughter.

"Are you a prostitute?"

Xu Mu asked bluntly.

"If anyone else said that, I’d be furious. But I’m just grateful to you—I don’t want money."

Little Li pulled out her phone, tapped a few times, then cooed, "Come on! Are you even a real man?"

"Honestly, I don’t think you’re on my level. I can’t bring myself to do it."

Xu Mu sat upright, the picture of moral integrity.

By now, he was certain—this was a honey trap, just an upgraded version.

Using his heightened senses, he scanned the surroundings and, sure enough, spotted five burly men making their way toward the hotel.

Within a minute or two, pounding fists rattled the door. "Open up! Open the damn door!"

Little Li glanced at Xu Mu. This guy had serious self-control. Any other man she’d dealt with before would’ve already stripped after just those two lines.

But now, there was no turning back. She quickly shed her dress, revealing nothing underneath, then flung the door open herself.

"Hubby, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have cheated on you! I’m sorry!"

She wailed dramatically.

Two of the men immediately started recording with their phones.

The one in the middle—a towering, 6’3", 280-pound bald man—stormed in.

"You little bastard! You got a death wish, touching my woman? I’ll gut you right here!"

As he spoke, a knife flashed in his hand.

"Brother Lang, calm down! Killing him lands you in prison—not worth it," another man, sporting a crew cut, interjected, playing the mediator. Then he turned to Xu Mu. "Kid, we’ll let you off this time. Just hand over 50,000 yuan, and we’ll call it even."

Xu Mu remained seated, thoroughly amused by their amateurish performance.

Admittedly, their setup was clever.

First, a damsel in distress—not bad-looking, either—seeks help. Then she "repays" the kindness with an offer of intimacy.

Most lonely older men staying alone would’ve fallen for it by now. Once their clothes came off, so would hers.

At that point, the trap was nearly sprung. She’d signal the men to barge in, and the extortion would begin.

Most solo hotel guests weren’t locals. Faced with this scenario, they’d avoid the police, not wanting their families to find out.

In the end, they’d swallow their pride and pay up.

"Gentlemen, as you can see, my clothes are still on. I haven’t done anything."

Xu Mu spread his hands with a smile.

"You didn’t take yours off, but you stripped my wife!" Baldie roared. "No money? Then you’re dead!"

Just then, Meng Wanyue stepped into the room.

"Well, well, what do we have here—"

THUD!

Before one thug could finish, Meng Wanyue blurred forward, driving a fist into his gut.

SPLUT!

The man spewed saliva as he crumpled to the floor, convulsing.

The others lunged at her—only to join their friend on the ground seconds later.

Xu Mu pointed to his shirt pocket. "Gentlemen, the whole thing’s on video. Extorting 50,000 yuan? That’s three to ten years in prison."

He pulled out his phone and waved it.

"Boss, we screwed up! Let us go—this was our first time!"

Brother Lang paled, realizing they’d been played from the start.

And who the hell was this woman?

She looked slender and delicate, yet her punches felt like sledgehammers—his organs might’ve shifted.

"‘Sorry’ doesn’t cut it," Xu Mu said coolly.

"Boss, we’ll give you 50,000! How’s that?"

Brother Lang nudged the crew cut man, who painfully fished out a stack of cash from his bag and dropped it on the floor.

"Boss, we’ll get out of your hair now."

The group staggered to their feet, leaning on each other for support.

"Leave everything—including your phones. Did you really think the Feng Family would let this slide?" Xu Mu’s voice turned icy.

"The Feng Family? The Yang City Feng Family?"

Brother Lang’s face drained of color. Everyone in Yang City knew the Fengs. No wonder this guy had such a terrifying bodyguard.

Crossing the Feng Family was a death wish—next thing you knew, you’d be fish food at the bottom of a river.

"Young Master Feng! Our mistake! We’ll hand over everything!"

With frantic gestures, Brother Lang made his men drop their belongings before hobbling out.

Just then, Ye Tong and Ye Yu rushed in.

"Brother-in-law! Are you okay?"

Ye Yu was frantic. Xu Mu had been right—that woman was trouble.

Ye Tong also looked guilty. She should’ve listened to him from the start.

"I’m fine. But you two? Remember our bet—tonight, you’re both at my mercy."

Xu Mu grinned as the sisters blushed, too flustered to meet his eyes.