Chapter 91: You're Asking for Death?

"Wu Hui, I am already married." Ye Xinyu hurriedly pulled back her hand.

"I know you're already married, but we can still maintain a 'pure' relationship, right? Just entering each other's bodies without interfering in each other's lives—isn't that good?" Wu Hui said, unwilling to give up.

"Wu Hui, how could you have such a thought?" Ye Xinyu had the urge to turn around and leave. Wu Hui had proposed such a request without any concealment; was he crazy?

"I am serious, Xinyu." Wu Hui suddenly stepped forward and forcibly grabbed Ye Xinyu's hand: "I have never forgotten you all these years. You are my goddess. I am a loan account manager now; I have money and connections. Say yes to me, okay?"

"Let go, Wu Hui. This is an office. Let go." Ye Xinyu struggled, and suddenly she raised her hand and slapped Wu Hui.

"What do you take me for, Wu Hui? I came here to work, not to be your mistress. Besides, I have a husband, and I am carrying his child in my womb." Ye Xinyu said angrily.

"You're pregnant?" A trace of hatred flashed in the eyes behind Wu Hui's lenses: "Do you know, Ye Xinyu? I have always treated you as a goddess, but you won't give me a single chance."

"Wu Hui, please have some self-respect." Ye Xinyu grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

"Heh, you can leave, but don't even think about getting your loan approved."

Wu Hui sneered. He grabbed the documents on the table and tore them to shreds: "And let me tell you, Ye Xinyu, since I've sat in this position, I have connections with loan managers at all the other major banks."

"Do you believe that with just one word from me, your company will be blacklisted by every bank?"

"You are threatening me with this kind of method?" Ye Xinyu stopped in her tracks.

"That's right, I am threatening you. The few tens of millions you're applying for is nothing to me; I can release the funds with a single word. Let's speak plainly: I want to sleep with you." Wu Hui pulled off his tie and lit a cigarette. His true colors were revealed, so there was no need to keep up the act.

"What if I don't agree? I don't believe a small account manager like you has that much power." Ye Xinyu said coldly.

"If you don't believe it, you can try. If you can borrow a single cent from any other bank after offending me, consider me the loser." Wu Hui said with a ferocious expression.

"Even if I can't borrow a single cent, I will never agree to your disgusting request. Wu Hui, you look like a human but act like a beast; you are truly disgusting." Ye Xinyu glanced at Wu Hui coldly and turned to leave.

"Fine, Ye Xinyu, don't think about surviving in Fengling from now on. I said it." Wu Hui said furiously.

"A small account manager dares to say such things; this is truly lawless." Suddenly, the office door opened, and Chen Yu walked in.

"Husband, why are you here?" Ye Xinyu was startled.

"I was worried about you, so I followed to take a look. Sure enough, this bastard is harboring filthy intentions." Chen Yu sneered.

"You are Chen Yu? That useless husband of hers?" Wu Hui sneered and said: "I've heard of you. Ye Xinyu married a gambler who eats, drinks, whores, gambles, and beats his wife every day. How can trash like you deserve a wife like Xinyu?"

"Who I marry has nothing to do with you. Now, I feel disgusted just looking at you for one more second." Ye Xinyu looked at Wu Hui with loathing: "Husband, let's go."

"The loan hasn't been released yet, so you're just leaving like this?" Chen Yu laughed.

"I'm not doing the loan anymore. Even if he released the funds now, I wouldn't want to deal with this kind of person." Ye Xinyu shook her head.

"How can that be? You have to complete the task the company gave you. Here, you go outside and wait for a while; I'll talk to the people at the bank." Chen Yu said.

"But..." Ye Xinyu looked up, wanting to say something.

"When have I ever let you down?" Chen Yu stroked her head and said: "Be good, go out and wait for me for ten minutes."

Seeing his former dream goddess being so intimate with someone else, Wu Hui's eyes were practically spitting fire.

"Alright then, I'll wait for you outside for a while." Ye Xinyu nodded and turned to leave.

Chen Yu watched her leave, then turned around; the smile on his face had already vanished.

"Chen Yu, you want me to release the loan?" Wu Hui laughed, and he said sinisterly: "Actually, it's not impossible. As long as you let your wife sleep with me a few times, it doesn't matter how much I lend her. If you don't agree, I guarantee that no one in Fengling will lend her money in the future."

Slap... Chen Yu landed a slap on Wu Hui's hateful face. With a thud, Wu Hui collapsed onto the desk, his head hitting it and bleeding profusely.

"You piece of trash, you dare hit me? I know people in the underworld; do you believe I'll kill you?" Wu Hui screamed. He had been keeping an eye on Ye Xinyu, so he knew what kind of person Chen Yu was. A piece of scum from the bottom of society actually dared to hit him?

"Kill me? I'm afraid that will disappoint you." Chen Yu reached out and grabbed a chair in front of the desk, snapped off a leg, and then dragged the chair leg toward Wu Hui.

"Chen Yu, what do you want to do? You trash, do you want to blow this out of proportion?" Wu Hui looked at Chen Yu in disbelief. He had always thought Chen Yu was a bottom-of-the-barrel existence, yet he actually dared to lay a hand on him?

"Blow it out of proportion? You're overthinking it. In my eyes, you are just an ant." As Chen Yu said this, he swung the chair leg in his hand and smashed it down hard on Wu Hui. Crack...

"Ah..." Wu Hui screamed heart-rendingly, his vision going black. With this one strike from Chen Yu, one of his legs was crippled.

Chen Yu didn't say a word; he swung the wooden club in his hand and struck this guy indiscriminately. At first, Wu Hui still had the strength to resist and try to dodge, but after a dozen or so strikes, he lay on the ground unable to even move.

"Daring to have designs on my wife? I'm afraid you don't know how many lives you have." Chen Yu saw that this guy was about to pass out, so he tossed the club aside.

Wu Hui twitched, blood bubbling out of his mouth. He was nearly at death's door, and he trembled all over, looking at Chen Yu in terror.

"Stop." Just at this moment, the office door was opened by a middle-aged man in a suit who rushed in; he was the bank president, Wu Zhong.

"Uncle, save me quickly, I'm going to be beaten to death." Wu Hui crawled desperately toward Wu Zhong as if he had seen a savior.

"Xiaohui, what is going on? Are you alright?" Wu Zhong was furious. Wu Hui was his own nephew, and now that he had been beaten like this, how could he answer to Wu Hui's parents?

"This bastard is Ye Xinyu's husband. Their Jiyun Group wants a loan. Uncle, notify all the major banks immediately so that Jiyun Group can't get a loan and let them go bankrupt." Wu Hui shrieked hysterically.

"Jiyun Group, is it? Go back and tell your boss that from now on, don't even think about borrowing a single cent from any bank." Wu Zhong barked: "Get out of here right now."

"The loan my wife applied for is twenty million. You want me to leave before the money has even arrived in the account?" Chen Yu tilted his head and stared at Wu Zhong.