At this moment, Yan Feishuang's heart skipped a beat; she didn't expect that these people were actually targeting her. Could it be that her old enemies had discovered her identity and come to seek revenge?

But lately, Yan Feishuang had been hiding in the bar, playing the honest role of the boss lady, concealing her identity well. Who would find her?

As Yan Feishuang was pondering this, the three men spoke up: "Damn, this chick is really pretty."

"Of course, the woman Boss Pang fancies can't be bad, right?"

"Enough talk, let's get her out of here quickly."

Their conversation left Ye Tianfan speechless; he was still planning to lie in wait at the bar tonight, hoping Pang Ruilin would walk right into his trap.

Unexpectedly, the other side made a move on Yan Feishuang first.

Just like Ye Tianfan's initial feelings towards Qin Ruomeng, pretty women invite trouble—this is an eternal truth that remains unchanged even today.

It now seems that the reason Pang Ruilin frequently went to the bar was completely because of Yan Feishuang; he must have taken a liking to her and wanted to spend the night with her.

Quickly, the three men brought two sacks and stuffed Yan Feishuang and Ye Tianfan into them separately.

Understanding the situation, Yan Feishuang was helplessly angry, but she didn't reveal herself because Ye Tianfan hadn't moved. She could only comply with their wishes and got stuffed into a sack.

After the two were put into sacks, Ye Tianfan was thrown into the trunk while Yan Feishuang was thrown into the back seat of the car, showing the difference in treatment.

Of course, during this process, Yan Feishuang was not spared from being groped, but she had to suppress her inner anger, allowing them to have their way. If not for the sake of not spoiling Ye Tianfan's plan, she'd have already taken action to kill these people.

The car started, zoomed along the highway, and soon arrived at the Hualing River bank. The three men together lifted Ye Tianfan from the trunk, muttering, "If you must blame someone, blame your bad luck. You dare flirt with the woman Boss Pang fancies; in your next life, don't be this stupid."

The three men lifted and threw Ye Tianfan into the Hualing River, then stood by the shore to smoke a cigarette before leaving.

However, while they were smoking, Ye Tianfan had already slipped out of the sack and stealthily returned to the car's trunk without anyone noticing.

After finishing their cigarettes, the three men continued driving. By evening, they reached the outskirts of Jiangzhou City and entered a standalone villa.

They carried Yan Feishuang from the car's back seat into the villa. Then the three stood next to the car to smoke, chatting aimlessly.

"Click..."

The car trunk was opened, and the three almost simultaneously turned to look in the direction of the sound, only to see a blurry figure flicker past.

Soon after, they felt a warmth at their necks. When they reached up to touch it, blood was already flowing from the wounds on their necks.

"Safe journey. In your next life, don't do such stupid things," Ye Tianfan's voice rang almost simultaneously in their ears. They looked on in horror as they watched Ye Tianfan's figure walk into the villa.

These men probably never figured out how Ye Tianfan appeared, or if he was even human or a ghost.

In the villa's second-floor bedroom, an intricately carved large bed of yellow rosewood, with a soft Simmons mattress covered with silk white sheets, lay Yan Feishuang with her eyes slightly closed. Her hands were tied to the bed's headboard, her feet to its end, lying spread out on the bed.

From entering the villa to being tied up, Yan Feishuang showed no resistance, still feigning unconsciousness, for she knew the main character had yet to arrive.

Nonetheless, Yan Feishuang felt quite disgusted, not expecting Pang Ruilin to have such a heavy taste.

"Creak..."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Pang Ruilin came in with an insidious smile.

"You guys get out. Without my orders, no one comes in."

Pang Ruilin waved his hand, signaling his men to leave the room.

He wanted to enjoy this moment of bliss alone. If someone interrupted midway, it would be too disappointing. This wasn't his first time doing such things, and his men knew his temperament well, quickly exiting the room.

"Little darling, I'm here."

With a sly grin, Pang Ruilin rubbed his hands, his eyes fixated on Yan Feishuang on the bed, who appeared to him like a lamb ready for slaughter.

"Hahaha..."

After a sinister laugh, Pang Ruilin lunged at Yan Feishuang on the bed. But in that split second, Yan Feishuang suddenly broke free from all restraints, rolled to her right, dodging Pang Ruilin's plump body, then swiftly kicked his vital point.

"Ah..."

Pang Ruilin let out a pig-like squeal from the sudden, intense pain, his cry echoing through the villa, sounding almost melodious to Yan Feishuang.

"Come... someone, hurry!"

Pang Ruilin struggled and roared, glaring venomously at Yan Feishuang, wanting to tear her apart.

"Creak..."

The bedroom door opened, Pang Ruilin trembled and angrily pointed at Yan Feishuang: "Tie... tie that bitch up, I'm gonna show her a real good time tonight!"

Pang Ruilin was nearly in a frenzy; his most prized possession was his genitals. After all, all his efforts were for his own enjoyment—if they were hurt, how could he enjoy life?

"Didn't you hear? Tie that bitch up!" Pang Ruilin bellowed madly, but no one moved. As he whirled around, he saw Ye Tianfan staring at him with a wicked grin.

At the instant Pang Ruilin turned.

"Smack..."

With a crisp sound, Ye Tianfan slapped him hard, making Pang Ruilin see stars and topple onto the bed.

"Tie him up."

Ye Tianfan said these two words calmly, and Yan Feishuang caught on immediately. Her movements were agile, effortlessly tying Pang Ruilin to the bed just as his subordinates had tied her up before, but now it was Pang Ruilin in the binds.

Pang Ruilin realized how serious the situation was, panic setting in. He struggled and roared on the bed, "Do... do you know who I am? You dare do this to me? You'll pay the price."

Listening to Pang Ruilin's roars, Ye Tianfan and Yan Feishuang exchanged a smile, then asked, "Then tell us, who exactly are you?"

As Ye Tianfan spoke, he pulled a chair, sat across from Pang Ruilin, picked up a fruit knife, and gazed at Pang Ruilin's bloated genitals with interest.

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