The commotion was too loud, quickly alerting the general manager of “Jinxiu Nanrong.”
The manager jogged over, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
“President Fu, this…”
Fu Beichen’s gaze was as sharp as a blade, sweeping over him.
“My friend is missing.”
His tone was flat, yet carried an undeniable authority.
“Clear the venue immediately.”
“This…”
The manager’s legs trembled with fear. Clear the venue? How much would that cost? But the man before him was Fu Beichen, someone whose mere stomp could shake the entire business world. How could he dare to refuse?
He could only bow repeatedly, “Yes, yes, President Fu. I’ll take care of it right away!”
Wiping his sweat, the manager steeled himself and pushed open the door to the private room where Gu Xingnian was.
The atmosphere inside the room had been somewhat tense. Lu Lie was holding a wine glass, his eyes playfully fixed on Huo Chenyuan across the table, as if they were discussing something.
“Distinguished guests, my sincerest apologies for the interruption.”
The manager wore an apologetic smile, but his voice trembled slightly.
“There’s an emergency situation at the club, and we need to clear the venue temporarily. We kindly ask everyone…”
He paused, then added, “This meal is on the house. We truly apologize.”
The table had been enjoying their meal when suddenly being asked to leave—no one would feel good about it.
Several people who had come with Lu Lie already looked displeased.
Huo Chenyuan’s handsome face, which had been wearing a faint smile, instantly darkened upon hearing the words “clear the venue,” as if ink could drip from it.
Fu Beichen?
What was he trying to do?!
Who else but him had the power to make the club clear the venue?
Lu Lie, seated at the head of the table, looked even more grim. He slowly set down his wine glass, the base making a soft sound as it touched the table.
“Hah.”
He sneered. He, too, had guessed whose doing this was, but such tactics were rather crude.
“President Fu’s influence is truly impressive.”
He turned his head and instructed Feng Jun beside him.
“Go, acquire this club.”
His tone was casual, yet carried immense pressure.
“From now on, it will serve as the employee cafeteria for Lu’s.”
This was a blatant provocation, a declaration of war against Fu Beichen through the air.
The manager’s heart raced with fear, and he quickly spoke, his voice cracking.
“President Lu, please calm down! Just… just now, President Fu… President Fu has already incorporated the restaurant into Fu’s Group…”
The air instantly froze. Lu Lie’s eyes turned icy and sharp.
Huo Chenyuan frowned deeply and stood up.
“President Lu, my apologies. I need to step out and see what’s going on.”
He needed to find out what Fu Beichen was up to.
Before leaving, he specifically instructed the manager.
“No one is to disturb the guests at this table.”
The manager repeatedly agreed! The private room door closed.
Gu Xingnian held her water glass, her fingertips turning pale.
Fu Beichen… What madness had taken him?
Clearing the venue? Buying the restaurant?
Just coming out for a meal, and she had to run into this man’s insanity?
Her chest felt inexplicably tight.
Meanwhile, Fu Beichen nearly kicked open the door to an employee break room.
The scene inside made his pupils contract sharply, and his heart skipped a beat.
Jiang Kexin was pinned against the wall by a stranger in a waiter’s uniform, his hand around her neck. The man held a fruit knife, his eyes wild and twisted, muttering under his breath.
A sasaeng fan!
Fu Beichen’s face turned deathly pale, but the next moment, he was consumed by overwhelming rage.
He practically turned into a blur as he charged forward.
Without giving the other party any time to react, he lifted his foot and delivered a fierce kick!
“Bang!”
The man was sent flying like a ragdoll, slammed against the wall, slid to the floor, and curled up in pain.
The fruit knife clattered to the ground with a loud clang.
Jiang Kexin’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to the floor. Seeing Fu Beichen, her tears instantly overflowed.
She scrambled into his arms, clinging to him desperately, sobbing uncontrollably.
“Wuwu… Beichen… I was so scared… I thought…”
She trembled all over, her face as pale as paper, without even the strength to stand.
Fu Beichen held her tightly, clearly feeling the tremors in her body, his heart aching with each wave of pain.
He gently patted her back, his voice carrying an unprecedented tenderness and a soothing power.
“It’s alright, Kexin, it’s alright. I’m here.”
If he had been even a moment later… the consequences would have been unthinkable!
A terrifying ferocity flashed in Fu Beichen’s eyes.
He carefully scooped up the severely frightened Jiang Kexin in his arms.
Like a startled kitten, she nestled closely against his chest, burying her face against him, seeking comfort and safety.
Fu Beichen carried her out of the lounge.
As soon as he stepped into the hallway, he ran into Huo Chenyuan, who had rushed over.
Seeing Jiang Kexin in such a state, Huo Chenyuan was also shocked.
“What happened?”
Fu Beichen didn’t stop walking, his voice cold as ice.
“Kexin was held hostage. She’s frightened.”
His gaze swept indifferently over the beautifully landscaped garden, filled with undisguised disgust and a decisive intent to destroy.
“That bastard—make him disappear from Hai City forever. This club has no reason to exist anymore!”
With that, he strode away without looking back, holding Jiang Kexin securely in his arms.
Gu Xingnian stood at the door of her private room, witnessing the scene by chance.
Watching Fu Beichen protect Jiang Kexin as if she were a precious treasure, carefully and hurriedly leaving, the tense lines of his profile radiating an unyielding protective instinct, she couldn’t quite describe the feeling in her heart.
It was a bit sour, a bit bitter.
But more than anything, it was a sense of powerlessness.
He truly doted on that woman, right down to his very bones!
After leaving the club, Lu Lie brought Gu Xingnian to a brand-new skyscraper.
Gu Xingnian looked up, her neck almost straining.
“48 floors…” she murmured to herself. This building was just too tall.
Lu Lie smiled and made a “please” gesture.
“Let’s go in and take a look.”
The elevator went straight to the top floor. As the doors opened, a spacious area with an excellent view unfolded before them, offering a near-panoramic overlook of half of Hai City.
The interior was decorated in a minimalist modern style, yet it exuded understated luxury everywhere.
“Senior, this is way too extravagant, isn’t it?” Gu Xingnian couldn’t help but click her tongue in amazement. “You bought it outright? I thought you were just renting a temporary place and would leave after the summit. This is a bit over the top!”
Lu Lie walked over to the massive floor-to-ceiling window, hands in his pockets, his posture tall and straight.
His jaw tightened as his gaze fixed on the distance, where another equally imposing building stood tall, the words “Fu’s Group” arrogantly prominent atop it.
A cold, sharp curve lifted the corner of his mouth.
“Rent?” His voice was light, tinged with a hint of disdain. “Where’s the fun in that?”
Gu Xingnian gazed at his profile, the sunlight outlining his perfect silhouette. The commanding aura of a man who held the reins of power made her heart skip a beat.
“How… how much would this cost?” she teased. “Is Lu’s planning to settle in Hai City permanently?”
Lu Lie turned around, his dark eyes profound and fixed on her.
“Since the battlefield has shifted here,” his voice was soft yet each word distinct, “we naturally need to stockpile provisions and sharpen our weapons.”
He paused, his gaze drifting once more toward the direction of Fu’s building, carrying the sharpness of a hunter locking onto his prey.
“Only then can we strike the enemy down with a single blow.”
Seeing his serious expression, Gu Xingnian laughed dismissively. “You’ve just arrived in Hai City. What enemies could you possibly have here?”
His affectionate gaze pinned her in place. “There is one, and a formidable one at that!”
Gu Xingnian laughed again but fell silent, her eyes unconsciously shifting to the tallest building in Hai City across the way, emblazoned with the words “Fu’s Group.”
Fu’s Group, CEO’s office.
Fu Beichen stood by the window, a cigarette held between his fingers but unlit.
His brows were furrowed as he pondered the same question.
Lu Lie.
This business magnate from Country F, the head of Lu’s—why had he specifically chosen Hai City to host the Global Medical Summit?
And why so ostentatiously announce the return of God N?
What was he really after?
A knock sounded at the door, and Huo Chenyuan entered.
“Still thinking about Lu Lie?”
Fu Beichen grunted in affirmation, placing the cigarette on the desk.
“Lu’s core business isn’t even in this region. His coming to Hai City is far too deliberate.”
Huo Chenyuan walked over to him, following his gaze outside.
“I do recall something,” Huo Chenyuan said thoughtfully. “He once mentioned offhandedly that he had an old acquaintance in Hai City.”
Fu Beichen whipped his head around to look at him.
“An old acquaintance?” His heartbeat quickened. “What kind of acquaintance? Related to God N?”
Huo Chenyuan’s expression turned serious. “Hard to say. But the timing is too coincidental. God N vanished for so long, and just when Lu Lie comes to Hai City and flamboyantly announces the summit, rumors of his return surface…”
An absurd yet highly plausible idea suddenly struck Fu Beichen.
His pupils contracted slightly.
Could it be…
God N is in Hai City?!
The thought sent a wave of immense shock reverberating through him!