Chapter 408: Used the Wrong Towel!

Dao Ba Dui Zhang had just recovered from the excruciating pain of being hit by the mechanical arm, clutching his chest as he stumbled up, still muttering curses, swaying as he tried to dive into the van by the road.

He knew he was utterly finished today, all he wanted was to flee this killing god as fast as possible.

But he had just taken two steps when his collar was suddenly grabbed by a hand like iron pincers!

Immediately, Dao Ba Dui Zhang was lifted whole off the ground.

The next second, he was slammed hard onto the excavator's icy track plate, pain making him grit his teeth and suck a breath of cold air into his lungs.

"Want to run?" Lin Yuan's voice, cold, sounded from beside Dao Ba Dui Zhang's ear.

Dao Ba Lian's eyes flashed with ferocity; he knew begging was useless, his left hand furtively moved to the dagger tucked at his waist—

That was the tool he usually used to scare holdout households; now he simply wanted to fight to the death.

"Let's talk things out..." Dao Ba Lian Captain feigned a plea.

"Oh, then go ahead and speak properly?" Lin Yuan released his grip, looking at him with amusement.

Dao Ba Lian seized the moment Lin Yuan loosened his grip, suddenly drawing a gleaming, cold-light dagger!

Dao Ba Lian flipped his wrist and stabbed toward Lin Yuan's chest, the move swift and vicious, filled with a desperate ferocity.

Those nearby instantly held their breath; Yao Ping was so frightened his voice cracked: "Deputy Director Lin, be careful!"

But Lin Yuan didn't even blink; his right hand moved so fast it left only an afterimage, precisely gripping the wrist that held Dao Ba Lian's dagger.

Dao Ba Lian cried out "Ah!"—the sharp pain in his wrist made his fingers go numb, the dagger nearly slipped from his grasp, and his whole body winced toward the ground.

Before he could struggle, Lin Yuan twisted his wrist sharply outward!

Only a crisp "crack" was heard as Dao Ba Lian's arm bent at a strange angle, the dislocation pain instantly flooding his whole body.

Dao Ba Lian's face turned ashen instantly, the dagger clanged to the ground!

He couldn't move his fingertips; cold sweat dripped from his forehead down his cheeks, soaking the dust-covered work uniform.

"Dare to wield a knife?" Lin Yuan's gaze grew colder; he lifted his right foot, knee pressing hard against Dao Ba Lian's waist and abdomen, sole stomping down on his right knee!

Another muffled "crack"—the sound of bone breaking.

Dao Ba Lian's legs gave way; he fell with a "thud" to his knees, bellowing like a slaughtered pig: "My leg! My leg is broken!!"

Lin Yuan didn't stop; he released the grip on the collar and drove a left fist straight into Dao Ba Lian's face, force enough to swing his head half a circle to the side.

That punch sent Dao Ba Lian's nose gushing blood; blood dripped down his lips, smearing his face, even loosening a few teeth.

Immediately after, Lin Yuan's right fist landed on his chest with a muffled "thud"; Dao Ba Lian spat a bloody mouthful, curling up on the ground like a crushed bug.

Lin Yuan's every kick landed precisely on Dao Ba Lian's arm and thigh, no wasted motion, each strike carrying enough force to painfully strike the ground—

He wanted to make this captain, who dared to lead forced demolitions and even thought of using an excavator to crush people, remember the lesson thoroughly.

Dao Ba Lian was beaten rolling on the ground; at first he still managed a couple of groans, but soon he barely had strength left to plead.

Dao Ba Lian could only curl up, head in hands, letting punches and kicks land on him, unable to dodge.

The factory workers stared agape, no one daring to speak, even breathing lightly, fearing to provoke this ruthless man.

Yao Ping also stepped out from behind the electric scooter, seeing Lin Yuan's fierce aspect, his legs trembled a little, his heart both fearful and admiring—

Turns out the usually mild Deputy Director Lin becomes this frightening when he gets serious.

Lin Yuan finally stopped, crouched, grabbed a handful of Dao Ba Lian's hair and yanked his head up, forcing him to lift his face.

"Speak, do you still dare to come to Rainbow Road Factory for violent demolition? Do you still dare to use an excavator to crush people?" Lin Yuan's voice wasn't loud, yet it carried an oppressive pressure that made resistance unthinkable.

Dao Ba Lian looked at Lin Yuan's fierce eyes, utterly terrified, tears mixing with nasal blood streaming down, voice trembling: "I dare not! Never again! This was my fault! We won't come demolish this factory again! Please, show mercy, spare my life!"

Lin Yuan stared at him for two seconds, seeing only fear, no defiance, then released his grip and flung him to the ground like trash.

"Scram." Lin Yuan spat a single word, his warning undisguised: "If I see you on Rainbow Road again, next time it won't be just broken arms and legs."

Dao Ba Lian, as if pardoned, scrambled up from the ground, rolling and crawling…

He didn't bother to pick up the dagger on the ground, nor mind the pain all over, staggering toward the distant van, not daring to look back.

Those demolition crew members still nearby, hiding around the corner to peek, seeing the captain flee, also hurriedly piled into the van…

The van roared to life, belching black smoke, sped off Rainbow Road in panic, not even daring to bring along the few injured comrades left on the ground.

Lin Yuan turned, walked two steps toward Director Zhang, the chill on his face mostly faded, tone steady: "Director Zhang, it's fine."

"They suffered such a big loss today; they shouldn't dare come again."

While saying that, he pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it to Director Zhang: "If anyone else dares to come for violent demolition later, don't confront them head‑on—just call me."

Director Zhang clutched the thin card tightly, as if grasping a lifeline:

"Deputy Director Lin! Thank you so much! If it weren't for you today, our factory and these veteran employees' livelihoods would be ruined!"

The factory workers also gathered around, some offering bottled water, some wanting to pull Lin Yuan to the office to catch his breath.

Thanks poured from all sides, eyes full of admiration for Lin Yuan.

"Deputy Director Lin! You were just too awesome! That skill, that ruthlessness—straight up beats movie kung‑fu stars!"

He rubbed his hands, a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, and whispered: "Do you… still need an apprentice? I want to learn a couple of moves! Once I've got them, at the company nobody will dare call me a 'useless staffer' or bully me."

Lin Yuan glanced at Yao Ping's honest look, the corner of his mouth rarely twitching into a faint smile: "No need to learn all that fighting and killing."

"Just follow me closely in risk control work, hone your skills in material analysis and project verification."

"From now on, with me guiding you, nobody in the company will dare to bully you."

Yao Ping listened, then nodded firmly, his eyes instantly lighting up.

"All right! Deputy Director Lin! I will surely study hard! Whatever you have me do, I'll do it, never dragging you down."

Just then, a sharp police siren wailed from afar, growing nearer, and soon pulled up at the factory gate; two patrol cars stopped steadily, and several officers in uniform stepped out.

The lead officer briskly approached Director Zhang, face apologetic, brow furrowed, explaining: "Director Zhang, we're really sorry; on the way to the scene a heavy truck deliberately blocked the intersection, delaying us nearly half an hour, otherwise we'd have arrived earlier."

Hearing that, Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed?

Blocked by a truck on purpose?

This probably has something to do with Fu Li Group.

This Fu Li Group really behaves arrogantly and domineeringly.

They even dare to stop police cars.

Factory Chief Zhang quickly waved his hand, pointing at Lin Yuan and said to the officers, 'Officer comrades, it's not your fault! Thanks to this Deputy Director Lin, the demolition team has already been driven away, and nothing serious happened!'

The officers, following the direction pointed by Factory Chief Zhang, looked at Lin Yuan, took out their notebook, stepped forward and said, 'Comrade, please cooperate and give us a statement, detailing the situation of the forced demolition and clash just now.'

Lin Yuan glanced at his watch, then lightly shook his head at the officers: 'The specific situation can be explained clearly by Factory Chief Zhang and the factory workers; they know the details better than I do.'

'I'm an employee of the Su Group, and I have work to handle back at the company, so I won't stay here to give a statement.'

After saying that, he turned to Yao Ping and said, 'Let's go, back to the company.'

Yao Ping quickly responded, hurriedly keeping pace with Lin Yuan's steps; as they passed the somewhat old blue electric scooter, he didn't forget to wave back at Factory Chief Zhang and the workers, then nimbly sat in the rear seat.

Lin Yuan mounted the electric scooter, twisted the handlebars, the scooter buzzed to life, smoothly merged into the roadside traffic, and drove off toward the Su Group……

……

After work in the evening.

Lin Yuan escorted Director Su home, politely declined Director Su's invitation to stay for dinner, and returned alone to his bachelor apartment.

He had been dealing with the Rainbow Road factory matters all day, and he was nearly exhausted.

Upon arriving home, Lin Yuan just wanted to lie down and rest a bit.

When he returned to the residential complex, the sky had already grown dark.

Lin Yuan unlocked the fingerprint door lock with a 'click,' and as the door opened, warm yellow light spilled out from inside, starkly different from the cold emptiness when he left that morning.

Lin Yuan stared for a moment, then pushed the door open and walked in——

The clutter in the living room had vanished completely; the documents previously scattered casually on the coffee table were now stacked neatly, and even the cushions on the sofa were arranged tidily.

The house was empty of anyone.

You Nianchu and Zhao Yuyan had already left.

However, a faint women's fragrance floated in the living room.

It was the scent from their bodies.

Although they had left, the lingering women's scent still floated in the air, and smelling it made one feel good.

Lin Yuan looked around the living room.

He discovered that many new furnishings had been added to the living room??

A black massage chair had been added to the corner of the living room.

Beside it sat a white air purifier, humming as it operated, blowing out a faint fragrance from its outlet.

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over the wall, where a super-large projector now hung in the previously empty spot, its screen retracted into the body, looking brand-new and shiny, obviously just purchased.

He walked to the kitchen doorway and peered inside——

The old utensils on the cabinet were gone, replaced by a set of off-white ceramic dishware, bowls and plates printed with tiny floral patterns, so delicate they didn't look like something he would buy.

Are these things all bought by You Nianchu and Zhao Yuyan??

Lin Yuan felt a bit dazed.

He reached out and touched the leather surface of the massage chair; the feel was so fine it didn't seem like the cheap goods he would buy, and his brow tightened further: just what are these two women up to?

The two pairs of women's slippers by the entrance were especially eye-catching, light pink and off-white making his old slippers look even more worn.

He opened WeChat, found You Nianchu's chat window, and tapped the screen rapidly: 【Are the massage chair, projector and these new items in your home bought by you?】

The message had been sent for less than ten seconds when You Nianchu's reply popped up, complete with a playful smiley face:

【I bought them～During the day I stayed at your place, noticed you lacked many practical items, the massage chair for you to relax after work, the projector for watching movies at night, the air purifier is good for your health—all bought with you in mind! When I come to stay at your place in the future, I can also use these for recycling.】

Lin Yuan then messaged Zhao Yuyan: Zhao Yuyan's reply was also: 【All the items were bought by me, do you like them? By the way, I changed the bathroom body wash to a moisturizing type, the slippers and bathrobe in the entrance are ours, for future overnight stays at your place, please don't lose them.】

Seeing the two women's replies, Lin Yuan was quite speechless.

These two women really treat his apartment as their own home.

Lin Yuan put down his phone, looked at the strange new items in the living room, and sighed helplessly——

He finally understood that these two women intend to mooch off him.

They want to make his place their crash pad……

Lin Yuan shook his head, stopped thinking about it, turned and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After finishing the shower.

Lin Yuan turned off the shower faucet, the warm water flow stopped abruptly, the bathroom steam hadn't dissipated yet, everything was hazy.

He wrapped himself in a gray towel and stepped out of the shower area, water droplets on his hair trickled down to the tips, his vision blurred by the steam and wet hair, even his reflection in the mirror was just a hazy outline.

Lin Yuan lifted his hand to wipe his face, his gaze swept over the wooden towel rack behind the door——

The old plastic rack was gone, the towel rack had been replaced with a new one.

Three 'new towels' hung on it.

Lin Yuan's vision wasn't clear, nor did he bother to examine closely; he reached up and pulled down a 'new towel' from the rack, unfolded it and pressed it to his face.

Lin Yuan wiped his face with the new towel.

But as soon as he did, he felt something off??

The moment his fingertips touched the fabric, he felt it was wrong——

This fabric wasn't the rough cotton feel of his own towel; instead it was soft like a cloud, silky smooth brushing his cheeks, and before he could react, a fragrance suddenly slipped into his nostrils.

First came a faint sweetness, like the pure aroma of fresh milk, sweet but not cloying;

Then a light, airy note mixed in, a soft, warm, girlish body scent, the two aromas intertwined, clean yet alluring, a smell he had never encountered in his own home before.

Lin Yuan's hand wiping his face froze abruptly, the 'towel' still pressed against his cheek, that fragrance followed his breath into his lungs, leaving him frozen on the spot, not even noticing the water droplets from his hair falling onto the towel——

This smell was too special, something an ordinary towel shouldn't have.

Lin Yuan quickly lifted the thing in his hand, brought it up to his eyes, squinting to look, his vision gradually clearing——

Lin Yuan froze completely……