Lin Nianxi raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes reddened and brimming with tears. She stubbornly clenched her teeth, refusing to let the teardrops fall. “I won’t go!”
“Heh, you don’t have a choice,” Zhao Yun chuckled. “Xuewei, don’t actually break her hand. How else will she serve Boss Wang?”
Only then did Lin Xuewei reluctantly move her foot away.
Lin Nianxi was in so much pain that tears welled up and swirled in her eyes. She lifted her hand, which was red and throbbing from being stepped on, and gently blew on it.
At that moment, Zhao Yun poured a glass of water, took a packet of powder from a drawer, and emptied all of its contents into the glass. She shook it slightly, stirring the drug until it dissolved completely.
She strode quickly toward Lin Nianxi.
Sensing danger, Lin Nianxi shrank back. “What… what are you doing?”
“What am I doing?” Zhao Yun smiled, curling her lips. “I’m sending you off to enjoy some good fortune, of course. Boss Wang has taken a liking to you. Once the drug takes effect, even if you’re the most chaste and virtuous woman, you’ll turn into a wanton slut.”
“No… I won’t go…” Lin Nianxi struggled to get up from the floor, but in the next second, Lin Xuewei pressed her down.
“You don’t have a choice!”
With that, Lin Xuewei swiftly and firmly pinned Lin Nianxi’s arms down.
Lin Nianxi couldn’t break free, and at that moment, Zhao Yun grabbed her by the chin.
“Let go of me!” Lin Nianxi glared at them through her tears. “You can’t do this to me!”
“What you’re doing is illegal!”
Zhao Yun forced her mouth open, a smirk playing on her lips. “What are you shouting about? Drink up, and drink plenty!”
“Make Boss Wang happy tonight, and you’ll have everything. You won’t have to live a hard life anymore!”
A large glass of water was forced down her throat, making Lin Nianxi cough violently. Her eyes were red, and she looked utterly disheveled.
She struggled desperately, but most of the drugged water had already been swallowed.
“Cough… cough…”
Zhao Yun released her grip, tossing her to the floor like trash, and looked on with satisfaction at her pitiful state.
She took out her phone and dialed the butler’s number, speaking in a light tone. “Old Li, come to the villa right away. Take Nianxi to the V8 private room at Shengshi Club and hand her over to Boss Wang.”
Lin Nianxi lay on the floor, her fingers clawing at her throat, trying to induce vomiting to expel the drug—
But it was useless.
“Zhao Yun, Lin Xuewei, your family is insane,” she glared at them tearfully, her voice filled with rage. “You’re obsessed with money.”
Why did she have to suffer such abuse from this family?!
Was it because she had no parents to back her up? Because she was weak?!
If only she had someone to rely on, others wouldn’t dare bully her anymore…
A man’s deep, magnetic voice echoed in her mind.
“I’ll protect you. As long as I’m here, no one can bully you.”
Yes, Huo Jingmo!
She could ask Huo Jingmo for help!
Soon, the butler, Old Li, arrived. He strode over, dragging Lin Nianxi toward the exit.
Lin Nianxi was forcibly shoved into the car by Old Li.
The moment the car door closed, it shut out all light.
In the darkness, the drug began to take effect.
Lin Nianxi felt her entire body go limp, as if a fire had ignited inside her, burning away her consciousness.
With trembling hands, she fumbled in her pocket for her phone and a business card. Shaking, she dialed Huo Jingmo’s number.
The call was answered almost instantly.
“Miss Lin, have you made up your mind?”
The man’s exceptionally pleasant voice came through the receiver.
“Mr. Huo…” The girl’s soft voice carried a sob, broken and helpless, “Save me… I’ve been taken away… They’re going to make me sleep with an old man…”
“As long as you’re willing to save me, I promise to marry you…”
The girl wept mournfully.
Through the phone, she seemed to sense the sudden chilling of the atmosphere on the other end.
“Where are you? I’ll come save you right now.”
Before he could finish speaking, the butler driving the car noticed the glow of a phone in the rearview mirror.
“Screech—”
A sharp screech of brakes echoed as the car pulled over to the side of the road.
Lin Nianxi sensed the danger and urgently said, “They’re taking me to the V8 private room at Shengshi Club…”
At that moment, the butler got out of the car, yanked the door open, and snatched her phone. “Still daring to call for help?!”
With that, the butler grabbed the phone and hurled it forcefully out of the car.
The phone traced a parabolic arc through the air before crashing onto the hard road surface. The screen shattered instantly, going completely dark.
Lin Nianxi struggled to get out of the car but was forcibly pinned down by the butler, who then locked the doors.
“Stay put and behave!”
After saying this, the butler quickly returned to the driver’s seat and slammed on the accelerator.
The car started up again and sped away.
Lin Nianxi lay weakly in the car, her body growing hotter and hotter as if on fire.
Huo Jingmo, please, you must come save me…
Tears streamed down her porcelain-like face, dripping onto the car seat.
Lin Nianxi felt utterly hopeless.
…
Top-floor office of the Huo Group.
The air was heavy and deathly silent.
“Chen Ming.”
The man’s voice was low, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Assistant Chen Ming pushed the door open and entered. As soon as he saw Huo Jingmo’s expression, a chill ran down his spine.
The usually stoic Mr. Huo now had a brewing snowstorm in his eyes, ready to erupt at any moment.
“Prepare the car. Bring the bodyguards. We’re going to Shengshi Club.”
Chen Ming’s heart pounded violently, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.
What had happened?
He didn’t dare ask further, feeling a chill rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
“Yes,” Chen Ming replied.
Five minutes later, a deep black Bugatti Veyron, like a roused black panther, cut a sharp arc through the night, racing toward its destination at breakneck speed.
…
Shengshi Club.
The air was thick with the scent of perfume, and the intense, fiery beats of the DJ reverberated through every corner of the private room. Flashing strobe lights sliced the space into flickering patches of light and shadow. On the dance floor, scantily clad men and women swayed and moved their bodies to the DJ’s rhythm.
“Bang!”
The private room door was slammed shut.
Lin Nianxi was thrown onto the leather sofa like trash by the butler, Old Li.
Old Li bowed obsequiously. “Boss Wang, I’ve brought her to you. Enjoy yourself. I’ll take my leave now.”
With that, Old Li quickly stood up and left, closing the door behind him.
Under the influence of the drug, Lin Nianxi’s vision began to blur. Her originally fair skin flushed with an unnatural redness, and her breathing grew rapid and feverish.
She felt weak and limp, lying helplessly on the sofa.
Through her hazy vision, she saw a portly, greasy man in his fifties, with a beer belly and lecherous eyes, approaching her step by step.
Boss Wang’s vulgar gaze swept over Lin Nianxi inch by inch.
The look made her sick to her stomach.
“Tsk tsk tsk, so beautiful… skin so fair and tender, you could squeeze water right out of it…” Boss Wang leered at her, his gaze disgusting.
Lin Nianxi used all her strength to dig her nails into her palm, the sharp sting of pain helping her cling to the last shred of clarity.
“Please… let me go…”
Her voice was broken, choked with sobs.
“Let you go?” Boss Wang let out a sinister laugh and suddenly lunged forward. “A piece of meat that’s already in my mouth, you think I’ll let it fly away? Little girl, you’re too naive!”
“Perfect, I like girls like you,” Boss Wang sneered obscenely. “Come on, tonight I’ll take your virginity…”
As he spoke, his rough, large hand, reeking of nauseating sweat, reached toward Lin Nianxi’s shoulder.
In her despair, the instinct for survival erupted instantly.
Lin Nianxi’s gaze fell on the metal ashtray on the coffee table. Just as Boss Wang’s hand was about to touch her collar, she mustered every ounce of strength, grabbed the ashtray, and smashed it down hard on that greasy head!
Thud!
A dull sound echoed.
Blood instantly streamed down Boss Wang’s forehead, covering half his face.
“Ah—!!”
Boss Wang let out a piercing, pig-like scream. Clutching his forehead, he staggered backward.
“You damn bitch! You dare hit me?!”
His eyes were bloodshot, like an enraged beast.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Nianxi gritted her teeth, mustered all her strength to stand up, and stumbled toward the door.
Why hadn’t Huo Jingmo come to save her yet…
Could it be that he regretted it and didn’t want to come…
Despair flooded Lin Nianxi’s heart.
Just as her slender, pale hand was about to touch the doorknob, Boss Wang grinned viciously. He rushed forward in a few steps, his large hand grabbing Lin Nianxi’s long hair and yanking her backward violently!
“Little bitch still trying to run?” Boss Wang sneered. “Do you think you can escape?!”
“Ah—”
A tearing pain shot through her scalp, and tears instantly welled up in Lin Nianxi’s eyes. Dragged by her hair, she arched her porcelain-white face backward with a muffled groan.
“If I don’t ruin you tonight, I won’t be surnamed Wang!”
Boss Wang forcibly dragged Lin Nianxi by her hair all the way to the sofa and threw her down hard.
Despair washed over her like a tidal wave.
Who could save her…
Huo Jingmo, please come save me…
Tears streamed from Lin Nianxi’s eyes.
Just as Boss Wang’s filthy hand reached for her again, a deafening crash suddenly exploded in the private room!
Bang!
The door to the private room was violently kicked open from the outside.
Boss Wang froze, his movements halting as he glared impatiently toward the entrance.
“Damn it, who dares ruin my fun?”
At that moment, the light in the room was blocked by a tall, imposing figure.
A man with a tall, straight frame stood silhouetted against the light at the doorway. His impeccably tailored black suit gleamed coldly under the lights, exuding an overwhelming presence and a chilling, oppressive aura.
Behind him, twenty uniformed bodyguards in black filed in, swiftly surrounding the entire private room, leaving no room for escape.
Boss Wang was stunned by the sudden display, his hand still frozen mid-air.
“You… who are you? Do you know whose territory this is?!” Boss Wang blustered, his voice trembling with fear.
Chen Ming stepped forward, looking at the blood-covered man as if he were already a corpse.
“Who you are doesn’t matter. What matters is that you’ve offended President Huo.”
Chen Ming’s voice was cold, yet it struck like a sudden clap of thunder.
Boss Wang’s arrogant expression instantly froze, then turned deathly pale.
President Huo?
In the capital, there was only one family with the surname Huo…
“You mean… President Huo of the Huo Group, Huo Jingmo?” Boss Wang stammered, his voice trembling.
“Who else do you think?” Chen Ming sneered.
Boss Wang’s legs gave way, and he fell to his knees with a thud, trembling uncontrollably. “P-President Huo…”
Why on earth was President Huo here?
He hadn’t offended President Huo…
Unless…
A terrifying suspicion rose in Boss Wang’s heart.
Huo Jingmo didn’t even glance at him.
His gaze fell on the young girl curled up on the sofa, her hair disheveled and clothes in disarray. The coldness in his deep, dark eyes melted into heartache.
“Nianxi.”
He strode over the clutter on the floor and came to Lin Nianxi’s side.
The girl was as soft as a puddle of water. Her jet-black hair clung messily to her small, delicate face, which was streaked with tears. Her dark almond-shaped eyes were filled with fear and grievance.
It was Huo Jingmo…
He had come to save her…
Seeing her like a wronged little kitten, Huo Jingmo’s heart softened completely.
The man took off his tailored suit jacket and gently wrapped it around her, covering her completely.
“Wah…”
The familiar scent of fir enveloped her, and the jacket still carried the warmth of his body. Lin Nianxi could no longer hold back. She buried her face in his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.
“Wah… You finally came…”
The girl cried intermittently, her face flushed from tears, her small hands clutching his white shirt.
“It’s all my fault. I came too late,” the man murmured in a low, soothing voice, his large hand gently patting her slender back to comfort her.
“Are you okay?” He cupped her tear-stained face in his hands, his deep eyes meeting her wet, almond-shaped ones.
Lin Nianxi shook her head, her face red from crying. “I’m not okay at all.”
“I was drugged… It’s so hot…”
The girl’s soft, tearful voice felt like poisonous thorns, piercing Huo Jingmo’s heart.
He lifted her steadily with one arm, feeling the scorching heat of her body. His deep, dark eyes churned with a terrifying cold fury.
He turned to look at Boss Wang, who was kneeling on the floor, trembling in fear. His voice was unnervingly calm.
Boss Wang never imagined that Lin Nianxi would know the lofty, all-powerful President Huo—and that the two seemed to be on very good terms!
It was over. Everything was over!
Had he touched President Huo’s woman?!
Huo Jingmo’s cold, deep eyes gleamed with a ruthless light. “Take care of him.”
Daring to touch his woman—this man had a death wish.
“No! Please! President Huo, I was wrong! I beg you—!”
Boss Wang wailed as bodyguards forcefully pinned him to the ground.
Huo Jingmo carried Lin Nianxi and strode out of the private room.
The agonized screams from inside the room echoed like the cries of a slaughtered pig, piercing and unbearable.
“I’m taking you to the hospital,” Huo Jingmo said, looking down at the girl curled in his arms.
Under the influence of the drug, Lin Nianxi’s entire body burned with fever.
Beneath her disheveled jet-black hair, her fair, delicate face flushed with a peachy pink hue, growing redder by the moment. Even her small, pale earlobes turned a deep pink, so red they seemed almost ready to bleed.
“So hot…”
The girl’s rosy lips parted slightly, her dark, hazy eyes glazed over as if veiled in mist, gazing at him through a film of tears.
The moment the man carried her into the car, she could no longer hold back. Tilting her slender, pale neck, she took his prominent, sharp, and seductive Adam’s apple into her mouth.
The man’s deep, ink-dark eyes widened slightly in surprise. He let out a low groan, his large hand gripping the soft, slender curve of the young girl’s waist.
“Mr. Huo…” the girl’s shimmering eyes looked up at him pitifully, “I want it.”