Woman?
When Xiaofan fought his way upstairs from outside, he suddenly saw a woman rush out.
Keep in mind, Xiaofan had never fought against a woman before, so when faced with her attack, he was completely thrown off.
"Help, Xiaofan!"
At that moment, Chen Mei'Er's voice came from the barely opened door.
Peeking through the door gap, Xiaofan glanced inside, and the scene in the room ignited his fury. His eyes suddenly turned blood-red.
The woman was originally an assassin of Red Butterfly, and she was somewhat jealous of Chen Mei'Er's figure and appearance. So, seeing her being ravaged by other men would have been amusing, but unexpectedly, such a skilled person suddenly showed up.
'Whoosh.'
From the chaos of the moment to delivering a fatal blow, Xiaofan achieved it in an instant.
As the female assassin fell in terror, she didn't even know what technique she died under. All she felt was her body becoming increasingly uncomfortable, her breathing turning rapid, and five toothpicks stabbed in her throat.
Flashing into the room, Xiaofan grabbed Luo Jian. Seeing Chen Mei'Er's hair in disarray and her bathrobe nearly torn open, Xiaofan's killing intent soared to its peak.
"Who, who are you? Don't touch me! I'm Luo Wei's son!"
Upon hearing the man's identity, Xiaofan's anger surged further, and he immediately stabbed a toothpick into the man's palm.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream instantly pierced through the entire building.
Of course, Xiaofan wouldn't let him off so easily. Starting from his fingers, Xiaofan methodically broke each one, then moved to his wrist, elbow, and finally the entire arm.
Xiaofan didn't miss a single joint.
The screams, as if from a slaughtered pig, echoed one after another. Afterward, Xiaofan broke his legs, grabbed him, dragged him out of the hall, and threw him downstairs without even looking.
Because his legs had just been broken, Luo Jian screamed in pain: "My legs, my legs!"
So, the report later concluded that Luo Jian merely broke his leg, unaware that Xiaofan had broken all his limbs.
Of course, surviving the fall was his lucky fate. Xiaofan had already held back his anger. Though Luo Jian might not have died this time, Chen Baicheng would certainly not let him off in the future.
After disposing of Luo Jian, Xiaofan returned to the room and saw Chen Mei'Er's tear-stained face, and his heart suddenly softened.
Gently, he untied the ropes on her hands and feet. Chen Mei'Er immediately rushed into Xiaofan's arms, sobbing intensely.
She was genuinely scared, terrified. If Xiaofan hadn't arrived in time, she truly didn't know what might have happened.
He came, just in time. Thus, Chen Mei'Er held onto him tightly, fearing that if she let go, Xiaofan might suddenly run away. She had already decided to face her feelings directly. She wouldn't avoid it any longer, nor did she want to.
"Everyone's downstairs. Let's go."
Xiaofan said as he tried to pull Chen Mei'Er up.
But, just as Chen Mei'Er loosened her grip, a passionate kiss suddenly landed on him. Caught off guard, the kiss was filled with deep longing.
"Miss, Xiaofan brother..."
"Miss, Miss?"
But right at this moment, an annoying voice interrupted Mei'Er's tenderness.
Without a word, Chen Mei'Er strode to the door and loudly shouted to the group running up: "What's all the noise? Wait outside. Call my dad and tell him I'm safe."
'Bang.' With that, Chen Mei'Er slammed the door shut.
Zhang Donglei stared blankly at his fellow brothers. If they weren't mistaken, wasn't the other person in the room Xiaofan brother?
"Mei'Er, what's going on? Your dad's worried," Xiaofan said after coming to his senses.
"Ye Xiaofan, let me ask you, have you ever liked me?" Chen Mei'Er once again confronted Xiaofan, seriously looking into his eyes.
"Now is not the time; we'll talk about this later..."
"No, this is very important to me now. Tell me, have you ever liked me even a little, from the beginning till now? I don't believe it—if even a lily can have feelings for you, then even a cold-hearted person like you should feel something, right?"
"Can we stop this? It's not important anymore. It's impossible between us, you know that. Assassins are after me, and I could die any moment."
"But you aren't dead now, are you? I only need one word," Chen Mei'Er insisted, her gaze unwavering and earnest.
"A bit, maybe just a tiny bit. But that's just liking, not love..."
"Enough."
She was satisfied. At least her efforts hadn't been in vain. Just a little was enough. She knew there was a woman deeply buried in his heart, a woman that perhaps even Liu Siyan couldn't compare to. But being able to occupy a small corner in his heart was entirely sufficient.
Outside the door, Zhang Donglei called Chen Baicheng to report everything as it happened. This was also the initial scene when Chen Baicheng answered the call while stepping out of the car.
After hanging up, Zhang Donglei and the others didn't know what to do. The soundproofing seemed poor here; everyone could clearly hear the conversation inside, especially Chen Mei'Er's final "Enough." Followed by the unmistakable squeak of the bed.
"Hey, hey, do you know how shameful it is to eavesdrop outside someone's door? Seriously, get downstairs and wait," Li San and the others had just dealt with the last assassin and arrived upstairs.
Hearing this, the crowd chuckled awkwardly, curious about what the Miss and Xiaofan brother were doing inside.
After Li San's words, everyone reluctantly headed downstairs. Lei Xiaolei and Ren Ying were about to follow but noticed Li San heading the opposite direction to the door, sneakily eavesdropping.
This guy just boasted shamelessly about eavesdropping being disgraceful. So, what depth of disgrace was he now demonstrating?
"He's...so shameless," Ren Ying pouted.
"Yes, I've seen shameless people, but never this shameless," Lei Xiaolei commented softly.
However, after saying this, the two of them merrily followed suit, pressing their ears against the door.
'Whoosh.'
'Bang.'
Suddenly, a toothpick darted through the room door, startling the three of them. They quickly jumped away. Evidently, Xiaofan had noticed the trio outside the door. And with his mouth busy for unknown reasons, he couldn't speak. So, instead of verbally dismissing them, he resorted to warning the eavesdroppers with a toothpick.
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