Chapter 1: He Was Taken Hostage!

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[Save this to my brain, thank you ♪(･ω･)ﾉ~~~]

[The heroine is a twisted, possessive maniac, the hero plays the fool to catch the tiger, and the pursuit of love is a fiery hell!!!]

[Mainly racy, enter at your own risk~]

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"Whether he wears it or not, what business is that of yours?"

"Lin Feng, let me tell you the truth. If you hadn’t been the young master of the Xu family back then, do you really think I would have agreed to be your girlfriend?"

"Now you’ve been cast out by the Xu family, you think I’d still be with you?"

"Don’t be ridiculous. The bag Young Master Yu gave me on a whim is worth your whole year’s salary now!"

"You think you’re worthy of liking me?"

"Get lost, and don’t ever show up in front of me again unless you want to disgust me!"

"......"

Stepping out of the rented apartment, Lin Feng lit a cigarette with unpracticed hands.

Though it was spring, beads of sweat dotted his forehead.

He recalled how, fifteen years ago, the Xu family’s only son, Xu Jie, had disappeared. At the time, he was seven years old. Because of his similar height, the Xu family adopted him from the orphanage.

For fifteen years, he had been diligent, obedient, well-behaved and studious. Fortunately, he was gifted and had been accepted into one of Beijing’s top universities. After graduation, he took charge of the Xu family business, and in just two short years, he had brought the company into the city’s top one hundred.

But ever since Xu Jie, the biological son, returned, he—the adopted son—was sidelined. The three elder sisters guarded against him intentionally, and all the family’s businesses were transferred to Xu Jie.

It wasn’t as if he truly coveted those things.

The Xu family had raised him, after all. Over the years, he’d repaid their kindness. As for what happened to the company without him, it was no longer his concern.

What he hadn’t expected was that after all those years of diligence, he’d never earned a shred of trust from them.

Even a dog deserved some compassion, yet they had been so heartless, wringing him dry and then casting him aside with ruthless abandon...

What shocked him even more was that his girlfriend of three years had only been after his money...

Perhaps the pain had numbed him to everything. Now, all he felt was a bitter chill in his heart.

During those three years, whenever Fang Ziyue wanted something, as long as he could give it, he satisfied her wishes. He never imagined...

Lin Feng took a drag from his cigarette, coughed harshly from the smoke, then threw the butt to the ground and crushed it underfoot.

Staring at the mangled half-cigarette, he let out a self-deprecating laugh.

As expected.

Things that aren’t meant for him are useless no matter how hard he tries.

A sudden roll of thunder snapped him out of his thoughts!

It was about to rain.

In just two days, his life had been upended, and now even the heavens seemed unwilling to spare him.

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He sighed mockingly and strode out of the neighborhood.

It no longer mattered. Now that he had left the Xu family, his past was erased. In this moment, he was free.

After years leading the Xu family, he had seen enough of the treachery and cunning of the business world—he was exhausted.

For the rest of his days, all he wanted was to find a job as a security guard, muddle through, and wait for life to pass.

After all, he had weathered enough storms. Life, in the end, was most comfortable when you simply let things be...

He muttered to himself as the torrential rain poured down.

The relentless patter of rain mingled with thunder as he braved the downpour, cutting through the rainy night’s alleys.

But at the dark bend at the end of the alley, he suddenly caught a strange whisper...

"Mm..."

Then came a man’s lewd chuckle.

"So Zhang Yingying wasn’t lying—the drug is working!"

"Chu Lingshuang, do you see? Even the heavens are helping me! In such heavy rain, do you still think anyone will hear your cries for help?!"

A kidnapping?!

Lin Feng instantly grew alert, peering around the corner.

At the end of the alley, near a pile of garbage, a black car was parked with its window rolled down. Through the rain, he vaguely saw a woman with disheveled hair leaning out of the open window, her face obscured.

Behind her, a young man with a lascivious grin was about to lay his hands on her...

In the next instant, the woman’s head jerked, and through the loose strands of hair, a pair of sharp eyes locked directly with Lin Feng’s!

In that moment!

A chill ran down Lin Feng’s spine, as though those eyes could pierce straight through him. He stood frozen, stunned and unable to react.

He recognized the car—a vintage Red Flag, rare even in Beijing.

Anyone who could afford such a car was certainly not ordinary.

After everything he’d been through, Lin Feng had no desire to be entangled in such inexplicable matters. His eyes flickered, and he avoided what seemed to be a plea for help.

Forget it. He’d pretend he hadn’t seen anything.

With his hands in his pockets, Lin Feng turned away indifferently, preparing to leave.

But in the next second!

A sound like firecrackers exploding boomed out, merging with the thunder!

In this sparsely populated area, the thunder and rain quickly swallowed the noise, so few would notice.

But Lin Feng, being the closest, heard it clearly—it was a gunshot.

He couldn’t be mistaken!

He hesitated for a moment, intending to mind his own business and leave, when a sudden chill pressed against his waist.

"Take me away."

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The words seemed to have been forced out through clenched teeth.

Lin Feng shuddered. He didn’t need to guess—the thing pressing against his waist had to be a gun.

He realized the man in the car was probably already...

"Where to?!"

He maintained his composure and asked calmly.

"Anywhere, as long as it’s deserted!"

The woman’s cold voice came again, this time more impatient. She pressed the gun harder against his waist, urging, "Hurry!"

Gritting his teeth, Lin Feng was forced to agree, "Fine. I know there’s an abandoned warehouse nearby that’s always empty. Don’t shoot—I’ll take you there."

He took a deep breath and started walking toward the warehouse.

The gun behind him seemed to grow out of his body, never leaving his side until they reached the warehouse.

He locked the dilapidated door, and under the faint light, Lin Feng pointed to a battered old sofa in the corner. "Maybe you should rest here a bit, and I’ll call the police for you..."

But the woman behind him seemed not to hear, still aiming the gun at him, her voice cold and commanding, "You, over there!"

To stay alive, Lin Feng had no choice but to comply.

When they reached the sofa, the woman barked another order.

"Take off your coat and lay it on the sofa!"

Lin Feng did as he was told.

Once everything was arranged, he thought it was finally over, but unexpectedly, the woman commanded him again.

"Sit down!"

"......."

Lin Feng fell silent. Was he being taken hostage?

His luck had truly run out lately. Even this sort of thing was happening to him. But with a gun in her hand, he had no choice but to obey.

Just as he turned to sit, a flash of lightning lit up the room, and for the first time, Lin Feng saw her face clearly!

It was a face of breathtaking beauty.

Dressed in a crimson evening gown, her exquisite figure was on full display. In her hand was a delicate golden pistol, her eyes dazed and unfocused...

Lin Feng gasped in shock!

In the next instant, the scent of roses filled the air. In his moment of distraction, he realized the woman had collapsed directly into his arms.

She murmured unconsciously, "You smell so nice..."