Chapter 135: Ma Rubo's Reception

Miss Xia, you've had a hard journey, please take a seat.

Ma Rubo is over forty, stalwart in build, rugged in appearance, yet his eyes gleam with shrewdness.

Manager Ma, you're being polite.

Xia Yurou returned the smile, but a hint of unease stirred in her heart.

She always felt that Ma Rubo's gaze was somewhat strange, as if he were hiding something.

Come, Miss Xia, let me toast you with a cup.

Ma Rubo lifted his wine cup and earnestly urged her to drink.

Xia Yurou could not refuse, so she merely took a sip and stopped.

Miss Xia, you can really hold your liquor, have another cup.

Ma Rubo would not take no for an answer, continuing to press her to drink.

Zhou Hexuan saw this and stepped forward.

Manager Ma, Miss Xia is feeling unwell and cannot drink more.

Old Zhou, this is between me and Miss Xia; you'd better not interfere.

Ma Rubo's face darkened and his tone turned unfriendly.

Manager Ma, what do you mean by this?

Zhou Hexuan frowned tightly, sensing that something was amiss.

Nothing much, I just want to have a few more drinks with Miss Xia.

Ma Rubo wore a false smile.

Xia Yurou felt her head growing dizzy and her body heating up.

She realized the drink was spiked and tried to get up to leave.

Miss Xia, where are you going?

Ma Rubo grabbed Xia Yurou's wrist in one motion, stopping her from leaving.

Let go of me!

Xia Yurou struggled with all her strength, but felt utterly powerless.

Someone, help Miss Xia to a room to rest.

Ma Rubo gave a glance, and several bodyguards rushed forward, hoisting Xia Yurou away.

Let go of me, what are you doing?

Xia Yurou screamed in terror, to no avail.

What are you doing? Release Miss Xia!

Zhou Hexuan roared angrily, wanting to step forward to stop them, but Ma Rubo blocked him.

Old Zhou, if you don't want to die, say less. I'm also left with no choice!

Ma Rubo gave a cold smile, a flicker of ruthlessness and helplessness flashing in his eyes,

Old Zhou, you'd better know your place.

Hardly had his words fallen when several black-clad bodyguards swarmed like wolves and tigers, surrounding Zhou Hexuan on all sides.

This is Young Master Chen's intention.

Young Master Chen?

Zhou Hexuan's heart jolted violently, his face changing abruptly.

In his mind arose the image of that arrogant and overbearing figure,

Strange, why would Young Master Chen seek trouble with Xia Yurou and Mr. Jiang?

A chill rose from his spine, and Zhou Hexuan realized the gravity of the situation.

He must inform Jiangnan at once!

He shoved aside the bodyguard in front of him and turned to rush outside.

Stop him!

Ma Rubo shouted sternly.

Several bodyguards reacted swiftly, blocking Zhou Hexuan's path like iron towers.

Get out of the way!

Zhou Hexuan bellowed in anger and swung a punch at a bodyguard.

However, two fists are no match for four hands.

He was quickly pinned down by several bodyguards, unable to move.

Let go of me! You bunch of bastards!

Zhou Hexuan struggled desperately, to no avail.

Old Zhou, don't waste your strength.

Ma Rubo walked up to Zhou Hexuan and looked down at him from above.

You should know what kind of person Young Master Chen is.

If you offend him, neither of us will have a good ending.

He who knows the times is a wise man; you'd better just obey.

Zhou Hexuan's eyes were filled with anger and resentment.

He knew Ma Rubo spoke the truth; Young Master Chen's background is deep,

But could he just stand by and watch Xia Yurou fall into the tiger's jaws?

No!

Never!

Just then, a burst of clamor came from the direction of the banquet hall.

"Young Master Chen, why are you here?"

Ma Rubei's face was full of flattery, and he hurried forward to greet him.

Zhou Hexuan felt a sinking in his heart, knowing Young Master Chen had already come.

He turned his head and saw a familiar figure appearing at the banquet hall entrance.

It was Young Master Chen!

He wore splendid attire, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, and strode in arrogantly.

"Where is Miss Xia?"

Young Master Chen scanned the crowd, searching for Xia Yurou's figure.

"Young Master Chen, Miss Xia is feeling unwell, over there."

Ma Rubei pointed at the sofa.

"Oh?"

A wicked smile curled at Young Master Chen's mouth.

"Then I'll go see her."

"Young Master Chen, please go ahead."

Ma Rubei's tone was extremely obsequious.

Zhou Hexuan, seeing this, felt extreme anxiety.

He struggled desperately, trying to stop Young Master Chen.

"Let go of me! You bunch of beasts!"

He roared, his voice hoarse.

However, the bodyguards remained unmoved, still holding him down tightly.

"Old Zhou, don't shout."

Ma Rubei turned his head and gave Zhou Hexuan a glance.

"Whatever Young Master Chen intends, neither you nor I can stop it."

"Accept your fate."

Zhou Hexuan's eyes were filled with despair.

He knew that Xia Yurou this time was likely doomed.

Young Master Chen approached the sofa, a greedy glint flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Xia, I've come to see you."

Xia Yurou lay on the sofa, her consciousness hazy.

She felt her body growing hotter, as if a fire burned inside her.

Hearing the voice, she strained to open her eyes, but could not see clearly.

"Who... who is there?"

She asked weakly.

"It's me, Chen Haonan."

Young Master Chen walked to the sofa, looking at Xia Yurou, who lay on the bed with a flushed face, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Xia, long time no see, you're still so beautiful."

He extended his hand, trying to stroke Xia Yurou's cheek.

Xia Yurou instinctively dodged, but her whole body was weak.

"You... what are you going to do?"

She asked in terror.

"What?"

Young Master Chen let out a cold laugh.

"Of course it's to do something we all enjoy."

He lunged at Xia Yurou, tearing her clothes.

"No... don't!"

Xia Yurou struggled desperately, yet could not stop Young Master Chen's assault.

At this critical moment,

"Bang!"

A deafening blast shattered the banquet hall doors instantly.

Young Master Chen jumped in fright, turning his head.

He saw Jiangnan standing at the doorway, his face terrifyingly grim.

"Jiang... Jiangnan?"

A flash of panic crossed Young Master Chen's eyes.

He hadn't expected Jiangnan to appear here.

"Your timing is perfect."

Young Master Chen quickly composed himself, a grim smile appearing on his face.

"Today, right before you, I will have taken your woman!"

He lunged at Xia Yurou again.

Jiangnan's eyes flashed with a cold glint, his figure shifted, and he instantly appeared before Young Master Chen.

He kicked out a foot, striking Young Master Chen's lower body directly.

"Ah!"

Young Master Chen let out a mournful scream, his body flew backward and slammed heavily against the wall.

They clutched their lower region, rolling on the ground in pain.

"You… you dare hit me?"

They looked at Jiangnan in disbelief.

"I will kill you!"

They roared, their eyes filled with venomous resentment.

Jiangnan walked to Young Master Chen, looking down at them from above.

"You are not the first who tried to kill me, nor will you be the last."

His voice was icy, without a hint of feeling.

"But you, you have no chance."

He lifted his foot, stepping on Young Master Chen's vital organ.

"No… don't!"

Young Master Chen shouted in terror.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Young Master Chen was crushed under the foot.

They let out a heart‑rending scream and fell unconscious.

Jiangnan turned, walked to the sofa, and helped Xia Yurou to her feet.

"Are you okay?"

He asked with concern.