Actually, the past that Lin Xueyi kept so secret was not as complicated as Yang Fei had thought.

Three years ago, Lin Xueyi took over Lanting Hotel.

On a night of fierce wind and heavy rain, she saved a young man whose leg had been broken in a car accident and who had fallen into a coma.

The young man was dressed impressively, clearly someone of considerable status at first glance.

However, Lin Xueyi did not think too much about it.

She was a kind-hearted woman; even an injured cat or dog would not be ignored by her, let alone a young man.

After being treated and bandaged at the hospital, the young man recovered quickly.

Half a month later, the young man had regained his health.

And during that time, Lin Xueyi was the one who took care of him.

He said he had nowhere to go, so he stayed at the hotel and became an odd-job man.

Firstly, to earn wages to repay Lin Xueyi for her medical expenses, and secondly, to have a place to stay.

But soon, Lin Xueyi discovered that this young man was not so simple.

He was handsome, well-informed, graceful, and especially popular with the girls.

Driven by either true love or a sense of gratitude, the young man began to pursue Lin Xueyi fervently.

Lin Xueyi, however, felt nothing for this young man.

For some reason, she always found his gaze somewhat sinister.

It gave her an unsettling feeling.

The natural sensitivity of Lin Xueyi as a woman saved her.

The young man she saved was none other than Sun Weiren, the legitimate heir of the Provincial City's Sun Family.

Young Master Sun!

Sun Weiren approached Lin Xueyi numerous times only to be rejected.

It continued until he revealed his identity and declared his intention to marry Lin Xueyi.

Lin Xueyi promptly kicked him out of Lanting Hotel.

Sun Weiren's handsome face, illustrious family background, and his expertise in a woman's psychology.

This young, wealthy, and empathetic scion of a prominent family,

was a target of frantic pursuit by countless women everywhere.

Yet with Lin Xueyi, he was rejected time after time.

Even when he revealed his identity and expressed his love to Lin Xueyi, she firmly drove him out of Lanting Hotel.

This humiliation and frustration led to a twisted change in Sun Weiren's psyche.

The more unattainable, the better it seemed.

In the end, Sun Weiren became ruthless.

He drugged Lin Xueyi, intending to force her into submission and turn the ordeal into a fait accompli.

But at this critical moment, Lin Xueyi's brother, Lin Zi, returned home to visit and saw through Sun Weiren's vile scheme.

Enraged, Lin Zi broke Sun Weiren's limbs and threw him out of the hotel.

After that stormy night, Sun Weiren's feelings for Lin Xueyi completely soured.

He became hysterical and unreasonable.

If Sun Weiren were to use his family's influence to bring down Lanting Hotel, it would be as easy as making a couple of phone calls.

Yet he sternly suppressed the matter.

Even Lin Xueyi did not understand what this demon was truly contemplating.

And this incident left a severe psychological scar on Lin Xueyi.

Over the years, she dared not trust men again, nor did she consider the issue of marriage.

Listening to Lin Xueyi recount the past, Yang Fei felt his emotions surge.

Now he finally understood Lin Zi's worry.

No wonder Lin Zi's dying words were for him to go to Yannan City and protect his sister.

For some reason, Yang Fei vaguely felt that Sun Weiren's thoughts were far from as simple as Lin Xueyi had described.

As the story concluded, the Bentley arrived in front of Lanting Hotel.

Yang Fei parked the car and opened the door for Lin Xueyi.

The two of them walked into the hotel at a leisurely pace.

As they entered the hotel lobby, a plump and graceful woman came to meet them.

This woman, around twenty-eight or twenty-nine, was wrapped in a black coat and her features were well-maintained.

However, her fair face bore an indescribable look of distress.

Behind her, a lean and sinewy man followed closely.

Upon seeing that man, Yang Fei was momentarily taken aback.

He had seen this man before, at the elevator entrance of the Ginza Building.

The man had invited Yang Fei to meet the so-called boss, but Yang Fei had bluntly refused.

He hadn't expected them to find this place as well.

Li Hong stood by, her face full of helplessness.

"Brother Fei, they insisted on waiting here for you to come back; I could do nothing about it."

Yang Fei nodded slightly, gesturing for Li Hong to go about her business.

He turned around and asked indifferently, "Who are you, and what do you want?"

The woman, with her round and lustrous features, extended her hand confidently and shook hands with Yang Fei.

Her pale complexion, though somewhat haggard, remained composed.

"Hello, Brother Fei, actually, we should have met earlier. My name is Zhang Lifang, and I'm the proprietor of the Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone Bathhouse."

"What, you're Zhang Lifang?"

Both Yang Fei and Lin Xueyi were startled.

According to the rumors, Wu Wei's wife was an incredibly formidable woman, and they hadn't expected her to be so young and beautiful.

The way she had silently put the Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone Bathhouse up for auction and kept herself out of it, already demonstrated this woman's shrewdness and capability.

After shaking hands with Yang Fei, Zhang Lifang turned to shake hands with Lin Xueyi.

She looked at Lin Xueyi admiringly: "My dear, you are really beautiful."

The sincerity mixed with her unassuming confidence quickly won Lin Xueyi's favor.

"What do you want from us? We have already settled the final payment with the auction house..."

Zhang Lifang waved her hand and glanced around.

"I have a very important matter to discuss with both of you. Could we find a quiet place to talk?"

Lin Xueyi looked at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei hummed in agreement, politely saying, "Let's go upstairs. We can find a quiet room to talk there."

Lin Xueyi took out a key and opened a room.

Zhang Lifang instructed the sinewy man to carry a heavy suitcase into the room.

And then she had him wait outside the door.

Without any delay, she opened the suitcase right before Lin Xueyi and Yang Fei.

In the suitcase, there were bundles upon bundles of hundred-yuan bills, filling the case to the brim.

Yang Fei and Lin Xueyi were both taken aback.

They exchanged glances, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Zhang Lifang closed the suitcase and said softly,

"I'm not afraid of being laughed at... I came here to seek refuge from you two."

"After Wu Wei's death, his old enemies that he had offended, and those coveting his inheritance,"

"as well as some people with unclear and unknown motives, have all come after me."

"As a widow with no one to turn to, I've been driven into a corner, with no other choice but to ask for Brother Fei's help to save my life."

Her full face was tinged with melancholy.

"I'm happy that the Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone Bathhouse is in your hands."

"If it fell into the hands of Kong Erhu and Li Shun, I'm afraid even trying to take away ten million cleanly wouldn't be easy to say."

"I know the two of you are legitimate business people and won't involve you in trouble."

"I just hope I can have a place to stay in the Lanting Hotel."

"It may be for as short as half a month, or as long as a month. My brother will come to pick me up, and then I will no longer trouble you."

After speaking, she pushed the suitcase forward.

"I know this matter is not easy and will bring a lot of trouble to both of you."

"This two million yuan is a token of my appreciation; please accept it."

"When my brother arrives, he will also thank both of you."

Yang Fei pondered for a moment before asking,

"May I ask what your brother's name is?"

Zhang Lifang hesitated, then said, "My brother is a soldier; I don't know the number of his unit."

"He never discusses the state of his troops, but his comrades all call him Mad Blade."

"What, Mad Blade..."

Yang Fei almost cried out in surprise.

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