Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

The atmosphere in the café gradually became tense.

The surrounding customers were kept at a distance by a wall of bodyguards. Some held up their phones but couldn't take any pictures, some pulled their companions away, and others stood at a distance, anxiously watching.

No one spoke.

Trish frowned, looking at the two plainclothes police officers blocking her way, her tone revealing obvious impatience: "She's my fiancée, this is my family matter."

"Do you Chinese police even meddle in family matters?"

The plainclothes policeman turned to look at Lin Yutang, whose face had turned pale: "Comrade, do you know him? Is what he said true?"

Lin Yutang quickly shook her head, her voice slightly nervous: "I am not his fiancée."

"Lin Yutang," Trish said coldly, "think it through before you speak."

"You dare threaten others right in front of us?" the plainclothes police officer immediately retorted, raising his voice.

"I order you and all the people you brought with you to stand back immediately! Otherwise, we will take coercive measures against you on suspicion of illegal and criminal activities!"

Almost simultaneously, another plainclothes police officer raised his walkie-talkie and spoke rapidly: "Command center, someone on site is under mortal threat, requesting immediate backup!"

A moment later, a static sound came from the walkie-talkie, followed by a swift and steady reply: "Click... Received. The nearest patrol team will arrive at the scene within one minute."

Trish's lips twitched.

His gaze swept back and forth between the two plainclothes officers, and the composure on his face vanished completely, replaced by a coldness of offense.

He looked at the two unyielding policemen, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes: "Do you know who I am?"

He took a step closer, with an air of condescending arrogance: "I am a German citizen, I have the right to diplomatic pardons, try touching me!"

The plainclothes police officer holding the walkie-talkie glanced at him, his face expressionless, and pressed the call button again: "Command center, there is a foreign suspect on site suspected of violating the law and committing a crime. Requesting backup and notifying the foreign affairs department."

He released the call button, and the walkie-talkie was silent for two seconds.

"...The command center has received the message, notified the foreign affairs department, and reported it to higher authorities."

Trish almost lost control of his aloof expression.

He felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.

Do the people of Xia have some kind of problem?

A poor student who calls the police faster than an alarm clock can, and a policeman who constantly requests backup from the command center.

What do they take this for? Ordering food by phone?

"Trissy," Lu Jingxiu's voice came from behind the policeman, laced with undisguised sarcasm, "Get out of the way. Lin Yutang is a citizen of China. This is not Germany, nor is it a place where you can do whatever you want."

Trish didn't move, but her eyes grew even colder.

Lu Jingxiu didn't expect that this domineering CEO was so calm and collected.

He thought for a moment, then took another half step forward, leaning halfway out from behind the policeman, and added, word by word, to Trish:

"Who do you think you are? You think you can act so arrogantly on Xia Kingdom's territory?"

The air in the café seemed to freeze for a full second.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yutang, who was standing next to him, opened her mouth wide and quickly covered it with her hand, her eyes wide open.

The two plainclothes policemen coughed almost simultaneously. The one without a walkie-talkie turned his head and gestured to Lu Jingxiu with his eyes, signaling him to say less and not provoke him.

However, Trish had heard it all, every single word.

As the heir to a long-established German capitalist family, Trissy was pampered and adored from a young age. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

He was insulted in front of so many people by a poor student who pointed his finger at him and said, "Who do you think you are?" He was also spat on. Now even two low-ranking police officers dare to disregard him and call for backup or report to the foreign affairs department at the drop of a hat.

The recent string of misfortunes, coupled with today's series of frustrations, completely wore him down.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He turned his head and ordered the exceptionally burly bodyguard captain, who was standing half a step behind him, "Pull these two policemen out of the way."

"Get these two people," he pointed at Lu Jingxiu and Lin Yutang, "into the car."

He's about to flip the table.

Who cares about the Xia Kingdom police, who cares about the foreign affairs department, who cares about reinforcements or not?

He's going to forcibly take these two people away today.

He wanted to let Lin Yutang know that she shouldn't think she could escape his grasp.

As for that arrogant Xia Kingdom brat next to him... he has plenty of ways to slowly torture him and make him regret ever being born.

Anyway, he has the power of diplomatic pardon, so he can just go back to his country afterward.

For the Xia Kingdom, it's at most a diplomatic dispute; they'll pay some money, apologize, and the matter will be over.

Before he could finish speaking, the plainclothes police officer holding the walkie-talkie immediately pressed the call button and spoke rapidly: "Command center! Someone is violently resisting law enforcement! Attacking police officers..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Six or seven bodyguards rushed forward.

The three of them formed a group, each grabbing one of the plainclothes police officers' arms and pulling them forcefully to the side.

The police tried to resist, but the other side was too numerous and their actions were too ruthless. They were quickly pulled away from Lu Jingxiu and Lin Yutang and dragged to the outside of the human wall.

"Damn it! How dare you assault a police officer!"

"Stop! We're the police! You... mmm..."

The two policemen shouted at each other, but were then quickly gagged by two bodyguards who stuffed handkerchiefs into their mouths.

The café echoed with the clatter of tables and chairs being knocked over, along with suppressed gasps from customers.

The onlookers were stunned by the loud shouts from inside, raising their phones high to film the two plainclothes police officers being forcibly pinned to the ground by their bodyguards.

Some passersby were shocked that the bodyguards would openly attack the police. Many quietly retreated to the side of the crowd and took out their phones to call the police.

Trish stood in the center of the newly formed human wall, raised her hand to adjust her cuffs, her movements elegant and composed.

He raised his eyes, looked at Lu Jingxiu, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Now," he said, "who else can you call?"

The bodyguards surrounded them without the slightest hesitation.

The two men grabbed Lu Jingxiu's arms and twisted them behind his back with such force that they almost dislocated his shoulders.

The other two people grabbed Lin Yutang from both sides, squeezing her wrists painfully. She struggled a few times but couldn't break free.

Lin Yutang's face was frighteningly pale, and the last glimmer of light in her eyes went out.

She knew what was going to happen next.

Trish would take her back and lock her up in that cold, ancient castle, under even tighter guards.

As for Lu Jingxiu… she dared not think about it. Back in Germany, she had witnessed firsthand how Trissie dealt with those who stood in his way, never showing any mercy.

She looked up at Trish a few steps away, her voice trembling with despair: "Trish... let him go, I'll go with you, I swear, I'll never run away again, really."

Trish reached out and grabbed her chin.

His fingers tightened, forcibly lifting her face. Lin Yutang winced in pain, her eyes brimming with tears, forced to look up at his cold, handsome face.

"I told you," his voice carried a domineering tone, "no matter where you are, you can't escape."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Lu Jingxiu, who was being held down tightly beside him, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Furthermore, I don't like it when you plead for others."

He released his grip on her chin, turned around, and walked towards Lu Jingxiu, the two of them less than half a meter apart.