Father is a villainous Buddhist disciple? He'll just be beaten into the light of the righteous

Su Qian gritted her teeth and stepped on Shen Jiyuan's foot.

Shen Jiyuan's brain was like mush; at this moment, he had lost all consciousness and could not even feel pain.

He was as if he had been thrown into Laozi's alchemy furnace, where the world-destroying Samadhi Fire was being used to refine him into an elixir of immortality.

His greatest desire right now was his most primal urge; his lower abdomen was throbbing as if it were about to explode, and all he wanted was...

The person in his arms kept wriggling, and the friction of their skin against each other made his already craving... even deeper.

He had no idea what he was doing or who the person in his arms was.

Without even thinking, he picked the person up by the waist, strode to the bedside, and threw the person onto it.

Su Qian gasped in shock, her mouth agape. She instinctively rolled over, trying to get away, "Shen Jiyuan! Wake up!"

Shen Jiyuan was no longer listening to anything. He was like a wild beast, staring intently at the prey that had escaped from his territory.

"Come here." His voice was hoarse and deep, yet it carried an undeniable command.

Su Qian was about to speak when her phone suddenly rang. She instinctively picked it up and glanced at the caller ID, only to find it was an unknown number.

She frowned, hesitant to accept the answer.

The call went unanswered for a long time and then automatically ended, but unexpectedly, the unknown number called again the next second.

Su Qian gritted her teeth and looked up at Shen Jiyuan.

Seemingly displeased with her resistance, Shen Jiyuan's face was terribly gloomy. Not wanting to wait any longer, he took long strides and slowly walked towards Su Qian.

"Shen Jiyuan!" Su Qian shouted, "Hang in there a little longer, I'll call 120!"

But Shen Jiyuan was no longer listening to any of that; he simply curled his lips into a cold laugh.

The phone was still ringing like a banshee, and Shen Jiyuan paused in his steps.

His brow furrowed involuntarily, as if annoyed by the incessant ringing of the phone. Su Qian paused, and he quickly gestured for a pause, "Wait! I need to take this call!"

Shen Jiyuan stared intently at her with his deep eyes, but made no further move.

Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly answered the phone, "Feeding?"

She didn't know who was calling or why they were calling at this time.

"Come to 409, Lu Nian is here."

The person on the phone spoke in a hoarse, low voice, which made one's ears involuntarily tremble slightly.

Su Qian was startled. "Who are you?!"

"What happened to Lu Nian?!"

"You only have one minute. In this minute, I can disable the surveillance cameras in the corridor. Whether you can take him away depends on your ability."

The person on the phone hung up abruptly before giving Su Qian a chance to react.

Su Qian's heart tightened. What happened to Lu Nian?

Was it to buy her time so that Sun Huai's men could capture her?

But who is this person who called her? Is he a friend or foe?

Why help them again?

Su Qian was extremely anxious. After hesitating for only a few seconds, she shook her head.

No!

Regardless of who the other party is, since they have already made this call and told him about Lu Nian, it at least means that the other party is probably not Sun Huai's person.

If that were the case, then I wouldn't have made that call to her.

Su Qian gritted her teeth, raised her eyes, and glared at Shen Jiyuan. "Shen Jiyuan, I have very important things to do right now. Get out of my way!"

Shen Jiyuan wouldn't listen to anything anyone said. He narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and without a word, dragged the person onto the bed again.

This time, he didn't give Su Qian a chance to back down and directly pounced on her...

……

Su Qian felt that...

……

Her expression changed drastically. "Shen Jiyuan!! Let the hell go of me!"

The moment their warm skin touched, Shen Jiyuan's long-awaited desire seemed to finally find solace, and his bloodshot eyes burned like fire as he gazed at the person beneath him.

But his hands didn't stop moving.

Stab it--!

He violently ripped Su Qian's clothes off...

……

Su Qian's face darkened, and in anger, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped Shen Jiyuan across the face. "Get out of here!"

Shen Jiyuan's head was slapped to the side by her, and his cloudy eyes stared blankly at the person beneath him for a moment.

Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Su Qian shoved him away forcefully, yelling, "Get out!!"

She cursed Sun Qing and Sun Huai's ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart, wondering what kind of drug they had given Shen Jiyuan.

Even the estrus-inducing drugs used on boars aren't this potent.

Shen Jiyuan stumbled and sat on the bed after being pushed. He gritted his teeth and shook his head violently, his blurry eyes trying to see who was in front of him.

But his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a fog, and he couldn't make out the person in front of him.

Su Qian ignored him, quickly grabbed the coat he had thrown on the bed, put it on, and ran out.

She is on the fourth floor now, but in a luxury room at the far end.

However, 409 is just an economy apartment, located near the elevator. You have to turn a corner to get there, so it's not as close as you might imagine.

Su Qian thought about the person who had just called, who said he would block the surveillance cameras in the corridor for him within a minute.

Although she didn't know how that person would do it, she didn't have time to think about it now.

Su Qian quickly ran to the door of room 409.

She looked around and, not seeing anyone coming up, knocked on the door.

There was no response from inside the door, and Su Qian had a bad feeling, so she knocked on the door again.

The next second, the door to the room was opened from the inside.

Su Qian looked up and saw that the person who opened the door was a tall young man wearing a black windbreaker, a mask, and a hat.

Those eyes, like bloodthirsty knives, fell cruelly upon her.

Su Qian was so frightened that she couldn't help but tremble, and her feet instinctively wanted to take a step back, but she didn't expect that the person would only say coldly, "You have thirty seconds left."

"Sun Huai's men will come up in thirty seconds."

"The hotel is full of his men now. You'd better figure out how to get them out yourself."

Su Qian was taken aback, then mustered her courage and asked, "Who are you?"

Why should you help us?

The man didn't speak, but simply stepped aside. "Do you still have time to waste?"

Su Qian choked for a moment; she really couldn't afford to waste a single second right now.

She hurried into the house and saw Lu Nian lying on the bed covered in blood, seemingly unconscious.

Her breath hitched, and her heart clenched painfully.

"He doesn't have any fatal wounds," the man said in a hoarse voice. "I gave him an injection, and he's out of immediate danger."

Su Qian gritted her teeth, bent down and lifted the person onto her shoulder. "Thank you."

The man didn't speak.

Su Qian stopped worrying about the man's identity and helped Lu Nian leave the room.

Sun Huai's men should find this floor soon. Given Sun Huai's suspicious and cautious nature, he will definitely check every room.

This floor wasn't some high-end suite area, so checking it would be a piece of cake for him.

Her idea of ​​taking the person out in just a few dozen seconds was simply wishful thinking.

Su Qian's chaotic thoughts suddenly stopped, and she suddenly thought of Shen Jiyuan.

If there's one room on this floor that Sun Huai dares not inspect, it's probably Shen Jiyuan's room.