The Graceful and Stunning Boss's Wife

Chapter 190: Arriving in the Nick of Time


Lin Yanan suddenly stopped in her tracks, then turned around and walked to a sofa, slowly sitting down.

Only then did Sheng Tianlun's expression soften, and he followed her to sit down as well, speaking to Lin Yanan in a gentle voice:

"You know, I've always liked you, but to me, you're like the unattainable moon in the sky. Every time I see you, my heart is in turmoil, but I feel helpless against your aloof attitude that keeps everyone at arm's length."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yanan's delicate face remained as cold as ever, though her heart filled with immense disgust. She desperately wanted to leave this dreadful place immediately, but when she thought of Li Guoqiang's current plight, she forced herself to endure.

"Isn't it? I mean, what are you pretending for? You must understand, it's you who needs our help now, not the other way around. Acting all high and mighty, who are you trying to impress?"

Zhang Wenbin's once calm face was now filled with intense anger as he picked up a bottle of alcohol, pointing it at Lin Yanan with a vicious tone:

"I want you to drink this bottle right now, to show us your sincerity! Otherwise, there's no room for negotiation regarding Li Guoqiang's matter!"

"What are you doing? I feel like I've lost all dignity in front of her, and yet you're even angrier." Sheng Tianlun said helplessly upon noticing.

"Of course, you don't mind, but I do. I don't care what kind of person she used to be, but I won't allow someone who came to ask for our help to act as if they're collecting a debt. I can't tolerate even a speck of dust in my eyes, let alone being treated coldly by a woman."

Zhang Wenbin's eyes narrowed, exuding a vicious glare as he stared at the aloof and chilly woman in front of him.

Seeing this, Lin Yanan didn't say another word and took the bottle from his hand, unscrewed the cap, and started pouring the alcohol into her mouth.

Before long, she had downed the entire bottle, her delicate face now flushed, yet her expression remained as calm as ever, without a hint of emotion in her eyes.

Zhang Wenbin and Sheng Tianlun were dumbfounded; they never expected the woman, who had just said she didn't usually drink, to down the entire bottle in front of them.

This display of boldness was something they had never seen in any other woman, leaving them both in shock as they stared at the scene before them.

Just then, Lin Yanan suddenly felt her stomach churn and immediately ran to the bathroom to start vomiting.

After what felt like emptying her stomach of its bile and acid, she struggled to stand up, looking at her still delicate and cold but somewhat haggard reflection in the mirror, and murmured to herself:

"Lin Yanan, oh Lin Yanan, I never thought you'd see a day like this, I can hardly recognize you now."

Suddenly, a lean but reassuring figure flashed in her mind, and she whispered: "Where are you now? Do you know how I feel right now? I really feel terrible..."

Thinking of this, she shook her head helplessly, dispelling the thought. She hadn't told him where she was going today; how could he possibly be looking for her?

Even if he came, what could he do? The sons of a deputy mayor and a deputy party secretary's son were in this room; would he really risk offending these people to save her?

She returned to the room, opened a few more bottles, and drank until she was utterly intoxicated, barely conscious, before she finally stopped.

She then collapsed onto the sofa, feeling her eyelids grow heavy, on the verge of falling into a deep sleep.

"Now's your chance; the beauty you could only admire from afar is now lying right in front of you, the rest is up to you."

Zhang Wenbin, seeing this, sneered sleazily and spoke to Sheng Tianlun.

He didn't wait for Sheng Tianlun to respond and directly beckoned to Lin Yanduo standing in the corner. The two then exited the room one after the other.

After Zhang Wenbin instructed Lin Yanduo to lock the room's door, he pulled out a cigarette, smoking it as he coldly observed Lin Yanduo.

He suddenly felt that this woman had a similar aura to Lin Yanan inside; both carried a certain cold aloofness.

But whether it was her figure or appearance, even that icy aura was at least a grade below Lin Yanan's.

Thus, she appeared as nothing more than a poor imitation, a counterfeit at best.

After witnessing Lin Yanan's stunning presence, he could no longer muster any interest.

At that moment, a lean, tall man wielding a metal rod approached from not far away.

He walked directly to the door and opened it without a word.

Zhang Wenbin was first shocked, then anger surged through his heart, and he cursed, "Who the hell are you? Do you think you can just come here?"

"Bang!" The man, his expression calm as still water, didn't say a word and swung the metal rod in his hand, immediately smashing it into the back of Zhang Wenbin's head, flooring him.

This man was none other than Su Ming! After receiving word from Lin Yanduo, he rushed over without delay.

Upon opening the door, he found Sheng Tianlun with a gleeful look, extending his hand towards the cold figure lying on the sofa.

Seeing this, Su Ming's typically calm expression finally showed a trace of anger, a chill flashing through his eyes.

He quickly strode up to Sheng Tianlun, who was so consumed with the image of his goddess that he hadn't noticed the door being opened.

Gripping the metal rod tightly, Su Ming swung it at Sheng Tianlun's outstretched hand.

"Ah!" Sheng Tianlun let out a wail, grabbing his now bloodied hand and turned to curse:

"Who the hell are y—"

But upon seeing it was Su Ming, his words were swallowed.

Noticing the murderous intent in Su Ming's eyes, Sheng Tianlun involuntarily trembled and took a few steps back.

Su Ming, for some reason, recalled the scene at the shooting range and shuddered at the thought of what might have happened to Lin Yanan had he not arrived in time.

His heart filled with a boundless rage as he appeared ghost-like before Sheng Tianlun, pressing the rod against his vulnerable throat.

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