Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

Lin Yize was stunned for a moment, and his heart sank.

What does this have to do with his sister?

Fang Ye looked at him with a cold laugh, his eyes filled with contempt as if he were looking at an insignificant ant.

"What are you standing there for? Get over here and mix me a drink!"

"Okay, okay."

Lin Yize suppressed his nervousness and, adhering to the principle of "the less trouble, the better," respectfully mixed drinks for him, hoping only to get through this safely.

Fang Ye took a sip, then smashed the glass. "What the hell did you mix? It's awful! Even a dog wouldn't drink it!"

Lin Yize kept his head down and politely apologized, "I'm sorry, my technique wasn't good enough. I'll ask someone else to come and continue preparing it for you."

After saying that, he was about to walk out the door.

The door was firmly blocked by two other muscular men.

Everyone was staring at him with ill intent, their smiles sending chills down his spine.

"You think you can still get out of here today?" Fang Ye said with a smile. "Come here and keep pouring for me."

Lin Yize resignedly stepped forward and poured him another glass of vodka, making sure this time he wouldn't make a mistake.

But Fang Ye seemed to be a venomous snake eyeing him, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Come a little closer."

Lin Yize took a step forward.

The next second, Fang Ye grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it hard on Lin Yize's head without hesitation. His movements were swift and ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

A loud bang exploded inside the private room!

The bottle instantly shattered into countless sharp shards of glass, scattering everywhere around him.

Lin Yize was in so much pain that he was numb and his head was spinning. He felt a warm, viscous blood flowing down his forehead, blurring his vision.

This was the first time he had encountered such a deadly attack. Despite his anger, he forced himself to remain calm. "I have no grudge against Mr. Fang, why—"

"No grudge?" Fang Ye interrupted him with a sneer. "That bitch Lin Qian dared to smash me, so of course I dare to smash you too."

Lin Yize's steps became increasingly unsteady. He covered a bloody hole in his head, and his vision spun, filled with countless figures.

Fang Ye watched him struggle in pain, took a hearty sip of wine, and laughed wildly:

"I'm not only going to smash you, I'm going to cripple one of your legs!"

He smiled and waved his finger, signaling the people around him to take action.

Lin Yize, with a burst of strength from who-knows-where, practically sprinted over and pounded on the door, shouting hoarsely:

"Open the door! Open the door now! Someone's trying to kill us!!"

Unexpectedly, the two muscular men guarding the door mercilessly covered his mouth, laughed, and grabbed his neck, dragging him backward like trash.

"Little brat, save your screams for later. I love hearing people scream in agony!"

-

Lin Qian had just finished showering and was drying her wet hair with a towel.

The phone rang several times.

Lin Qian had no choice but to answer the phone. "Feed?"

"Are you Lin Yize's sister?" The other person sounded very anxious, amidst a noisy and chaotic background. "I'm Lin Yize's colleague, it seems he's been beaten up! Please come to the bar quickly!"

Lin Qian's mind went blank for a moment, as if all the blood in her body had frozen.

"What did you say?!"

at the same time.

Xiao Si was lounging lazily on his sofa when he received a call from his general manager, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Someone's causing trouble on my turf? Who dares to do that?"

Do others not know that his backer is Lu Beiting?

Although he only ran the bar casually, his ability to maintain order was top-notch. He couldn't tolerate anyone causing trouble on his turf; it was blatant provocation.

The general manager sounded nervous as he truthfully reported everything that had happened in the private room, including the name and personal information of the injured man, Lin Yize.

Upon hearing the name, Xiao Si instantly understood and immediately transferred the call to Lu Beiting.

Lu Beiting refused the call and sent a message instead, almost coldly: [Busy]

Two stiff, emotionless words.

Xiao Si instantly flew into a rage: [Big brother, what are you still busy with? Your future brother-in-law is in trouble! Your ex-girlfriend's brother! He's in trouble!]

Finally, he added, "And it happened on my turf, no less."

Two seconds later.

Lu Beiting: [Address]

Even without seeing the other person's expression, Xiao Si could imagine the storm brewing on his face.

It seems someone's going to be in trouble tonight...

Blue Bar.

Lin Qian rushed over, wearing a dark coat over a white nightgown, her hair disheveled by the wind, and her face pale.

Since her mother passed away when she was young, she has lived with her uncle and aunt and has long regarded Lin Yize as her own younger brother.

No one can bully her family.

Lin Qian, her eyes red and her hand still tightly clutching the phone she was about to use to dial 110, rushed inside anxiously, almost suffocating with worry.

She pushed open the heavy door to the private room with all her might.

In an instant, Lin Qian's body stiffened, and her pupils contracted sharply.

The scene inside almost suffocated her on the spot.

The private room was a mess, with shards of glass scattered all over the floor, and bright red blood mixed with red wine, a shocking sight on the gray-white carpet.

In the very center of the carpet, Lin Yize lay disheveled, seemingly struggling with his last breath.

Lin Qian hurriedly shouted in a shrill voice, "What are you doing! Let him go!"

"I don't like him, I want to break his legs, so what?" Fang Ye slowly turned around, still playing with an empty wine bottle in his hand.

Lin Qian was stunned.

It was Fang Ye.

Fang Ye also looked at her with a smile, and sneered, "You guys close the door, don't let this bitch in."

He wanted to break her brother's legs with his own hands, so that she would suffer unbearable pain for the rest of her life.

"Brother Ye, I think she's quite pretty, why don't you..." The man next to him swallowed hard.

A strange smile flashed across Fang Ye's face:

"Why don't we break her legs later too?"

Those around him immediately cowered upon hearing the name Lu Beiting. "Is this really that man's woman?"

Fang Ye glared at him: "What are you afraid of? He has so many women, he must have gotten tired of them and forgotten about them long ago. One woman, does he really intend to kill me?"

After saying that, he waved for someone to close the door, leaving Lin Qian outside.

With a loud "bang!"

Lin Qian was forced to retreat, losing control and falling backward. Almost the next second, the back of her head was about to slam hard against the cold tile wall.

The expected pain did not occur.

Instead, she was enveloped in a warm, firm, and comfortable embrace, carrying the fresh and pleasant scent of cedar.

The man behind her let out a muffled groan, the sound emanating from deep within his throat, low, magnetic, and sexy.

That sound...

Lin Qian turned around abruptly, her eyes blurry with tears, and met the man's pair of dark, deep phoenix eyes.

Lu Beiting was standing right behind her.

The man was no longer as dignified and composed as before; several buttons on his suit jacket were undone, and his tie was loose.

His face was not good, and his eyes held an unreadable mix of emotions: anger, relief, and worry.

"Why didn't you come to me immediately when something like this happened?" Lu Beiting questioned her in a deep voice.

For a moment, Lin Qian felt as if she had seen a lifeline. For some reason, every time she saw Lu Beiting, she felt a sense of security.

It was as if the sky wouldn't fall down as long as he was there.

It has always been this way, and it is still this way; nothing has changed.

Lin Qian looked up, tears welling in her eyes, and asked, "Will you help me?"

"When have I ever not helped you?"

Lu Beiting stared into her eyes and asked, word by word, "Do you know how to be charming and coquettish?"

"What?" Lin Qian was stunned.

He uttered a few words, "If you act cute towards me, I'll help you."

"Lu Beiting, I...I..." Lin Qian was extremely anxious, grabbing his suit sleeve, her mind blank, and she didn't know what to say for a long time.

How do you act cute?

Just the day before, she was furiously cursing Lu Beiting as a dog and a bastard.

But now, she has no choice but to hold onto him.

In desperation, Lin Qian stood on tiptoe and hastily bit Lu Beiting's sexy Adam's apple with her lips.

Like a helpless little animal, clumsily and cautiously trying to please.

In an instant, a current surged through their entire bodies, stimulating every nerve.

Lin Qian's mind was filled with images of Lin Yize being injured and the bright red blood on the ground.

Tears streamed down her face as she cried, and she almost blurted out:

"Lu Beiting, whatever you want, I'll give you anything I have. Just please save him quickly, he's really going to die!"

Lu Beiting's Adam's apple bobbed violently as he raised his hand, his rough fingertips pinching her soft cheek.

"Would you like to do it with me tonight?"