From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Lu Yunzhou didn't waste time with them.

The flashlight beam shone directly into his face. He squinted and scanned the area, then suddenly ducked down and rolled behind the overturned folding table next to him.

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced the spot where he had just been standing, sending up a shower of debris from the concrete floor.

Lu Yunzhou pushed off with his feet and shot forward, his shoulder slamming into the chest of the man holding the gun, slamming him against the wall.

The gun slipped from his hand and crashed to the ground some distance away.

Before the other two could react, he had already darted in front of Su Qingwan.

He flipped his hands over a few times, but the knot was too tight.

He pulled hard, the rope came loose, and Su Qingwan lost her support and fell forward, but he caught her.

"Walk!"

He bent down, hoisted Su Qingwan onto his shoulder, and turned to run towards the drainage channel.

"Bang!"

Another shot rang out, the bullet whizzing past his ear and striking the overhead pipes, sending sparks flying.

He quickened his pace, carrying the person as he plunged into the dark passage.

"There's an exit over there, give chase!"

"If we lose him, we're all dead! Hurry up and get on board!"

Shouts and footsteps poured in from behind, echoing in the narrow passage.

Lu Yunzhou rushed to the drainage ditch, put Su Qingwan down, and quickly ripped off the black cloth covering her eyes and pulled the rag out of her mouth.

"Jump down."

Su Qingwan had just regained her sight and was still dazed, her voice hoarse and barely audible: "What are you doing...?"

Lu Yunzhou didn't waste any more words. He wrapped his left arm around her waist, pushed off the edge of the ditch with his feet, and the two of them fell into the deep and smelly drainage ditch together.

The water was icy cold, seeping into my bones and filling my nose and mouth.

Su Qingwan choked and panicked, frantically flailing her arms and legs, completely disoriented.

Lu Yunzhou wrapped his left arm tightly around her waist, half-lifting and half-dragging her as she swam towards the outside of the channel.

"Bang!"

The man who caught up with them lay down on the canal and fired into the water; the bullets pierced the water and created a white trail.

The bald man leaned against the canal wall and looked down twice. He slammed his fist against the wall and squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth: "Fuck."

"Big brother, should we go after them?"

People nearby gathered around.

"You think you have too much life?"

The bald man kicked the man away, veins throbbing on his face. "That's Xiao Sihai's woman! If this gets out, he'll skin us alive! Get out of here! Take the highway south, the farther the better!"

None of them dared to say a word, and they turned and ran.

The engine roared up, and the gravel crackled as it was crushed by the tires. After a dozen seconds, nothing could be heard anymore.

The drainage ditch leads to a shallow river on the outskirts.

Lu Yunzhou helped Su Qingwan climb up the riverbank. Both of them were soaking wet, and when the cold wind blew against them, Su Qingwan's shoulders shivered.

The black dress was soaked with water and clung to her body, clearly outlining the contours of her waist and hips.

Lu Yunzhou turned his gaze away, his throat bobbing.

Su Qingwan bent over and coughed a few times, spitting out the saliva in her mouth. Her voice was terribly hoarse: "Is anyone chasing after us?"

"No, they've already run away. They were afraid Xiao Sihai's people would come over."

Lu Yunzhou glanced towards the warehouse, remaining quiet.

Su Qingwan straightened up and lowered her voice: "Have you called Xiao Sihai yet?"

"no."

"It's good that you didn't fight."

She wiped the water from her face, her tone now carrying a deeper meaning, "What happened tonight, keep it to yourself, don't let a single word slip out."

"Understand."

Su Qingwan supported herself on her knees as she stood up.

Her high heels had long been washed away in the water. Barefoot on the gravel, she took a step, and her right foot stepped on a piece of broken glass. She gasped and staggered.

Lu Yunzhou supported her arm and glanced down at the bleeding gash on the sole of her foot.

"I'll carry you back to the car."

Su Qingwan glanced at him with her phoenix eyes, her voice still icy: "Hold me horizontally."

"……OK."

He bent down, picked Su Qingwan up in his arms, and carried her towards the parking lot.

She had one hand on his shoulder, her whole body radiating coolness, but the side pressed against his chest was gradually warming up.

The two remained silent the entire way.

When the car returned to the villa in the north of the city, Su Qingwan got out of the car and straightened her wet dress, which was clinging to her body. Her expression had returned to its usual indifference: "You can take a shower in the bathroom on the first floor first."

Lu Yunzhou nodded.

He only came back to life the moment hot water was poured over him.

After showering, I realized I didn't have any clean clothes, so I just grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around my waist.

My phone lit up, and a message popped up.

Su Qingwan: Come upstairs after you've finished washing.

He stood there for two seconds, holding his phone, took a deep breath, and went upstairs shirtless.

He paused at the door of the master bedroom, raised his hand, and knocked twice.

No one answered.

He turned the doorknob and pushed the door open to go inside.

The lights weren't turned up high; only a small lamp on the bedside table was on, casting a dim, yellowish light that gave the entire bedroom an ambiguous hue.

Su Qingwan sat in a single sofa by the window, holding her phone, as if she had just hung up a call.

She changed into a silk nightgown, the straps slipping half an inch off her shoulders, the neckline low, exposing large areas of her fair skin under the light, and the deep cleavage on her chest was faintly visible.

Her hair was only half-dry from the blow dryer, draped over her shoulders, and she nestled lazily on the sofa like a contented cat.

Lu Yunzhou looked away and stared at a painting on the wall whose contents were obscured.

"Have you found out who it is?"

He spoke, his throat still a little tight.

Su Qingwan placed her phone on the armrest, her voice casual: "Not for now. But they can't escape Sheng'an."

"That's good."

Lu Yunzhou took half a step back. "If there's nothing else, I'll go first..."

"Who let you leave?"

Su Qingwan's gaze swept over his bare upper body, slowly landing on the bath towel around his waist, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She stood up from the sofa and walked towards him barefoot, each step measured and deliberate.

"Get me out of those people's hands tonight."

She stopped an arm's length in front of him, tilted her head back, and asked in a low, soft voice, "What do you want?"

Lu Yunzhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "Protecting you is my duty."

Don't give me that crap.

Su Qingwan reached out, touched his chest with her fingertip, traced the outline of his pectoral muscles down an inch, and chuckled, "You've got a pretty good physique."

His entire back tensed up, and his breathing became a beat off.

"Really don't want it?"

She asked again.

"if you can……"

Lu Yunzhou swallowed hard. "Just give me the money."

Su Qingwan's smile faltered, and her eyes widened: "Lu Yunzhou, is money all you think about?"

"It's not just about money..."

His voice was dry.

Su Qingwan tilted her delicate yet sharp face upwards, the light highlighting her features with distinct light and shadow, her eyes slightly upturned.

She took half a step forward, bringing the distance between them down to about a fist's width.

Do I look good tonight?

Lu Yunzhou looked down at her, his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't say a complete sentence, so he could only nod.

Su Qingwan's lips curved into a deeper smile.

She stood on tiptoe, put her hands on his shoulders, and pressed herself against him.

Warm breath brushed against his earlobe, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper: "So, do you want... to take me?"

Lu Yunzhou's heart pounded in his ears, his hands clenched and unclenched repeatedly in mid-air.

The tension in his mind was stretched to its limit. After cultivating the "Creation Technique," the surging blood energy rushed up from his dantian, causing his temples to throb.

Su Qingwan's lips brushed against his earlobe, her teeth gently biting it, her voice tinged with laughter and panting: "Tonight... spend quality time with me."

It's so addictive...

Lu Yunzhou suddenly grabbed her waist with both hands and pushed her back half a step.

Su Qingwan's lower back pressed against the low cabinet, and before she could even stand up straight, he lowered his head and roughly pressed his lips against hers.

She groaned softly, her fingers digging into the muscles of his shoulder, trapped between the low cabinet and his chest, unable to move.

The only sounds in the bedroom were disordered breathing and the fluctuating wind outside the window.