Bai Jinghong leaned back into his car seat and quietly waited for time to pass.
According to Bai Jinghong’s understanding of the original story, this Yun Mengxi took forever in the bath.
Of course, that was just her unique lifestyle.
Time ticked by slowly. Bai Jinghong, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
“About time!”
Bai Jinghong grinned. “Ah Kun, tell those riders to bring plenty of stones. Smash the place—from the outside. The bigger the commotion, the better!”
“Yes, Young Master Bai!” Ah Kun nodded and waved a hand at the people over there.
Those helmeted motorcycle riders immediately started their bikes.
“Vroom, vroom, vroom…”
The sound of the motorcycles was harsh in the quiet night.
A line of ten men rode directly towards Villa No. 18, a kilometer away.
At this moment, inside Villa No. 18.
Yun Mengxi had finished her bath. Wearing a silk gauze nightgown, she carried a glass of red wine to the living room.
Her damp hair was pinned up as she slowly sat down on the sofa.
She then picked up a folder from the coffee table and began to study it seriously.
Just then, the roar of motorcycles erupted from outside the villa!
Yun Mengxi merely glanced outside, assuming it was some hobbyist bikers passing by. She paid it no mind.
But the sound of the motorcycles grew louder, seeming to circle near the villa.
This made Yun Mengxi’s heart jump, a sense of nervousness rising.
She liked peace and quiet, hence her choice of a standalone villa.
Living alone, her front courtyard wasn’t large and was only enclosed by an iron fence.
Suddenly, a “Bang!” was heard.
Her living room window shattered from some unknown impact, shards of glass flying even to where the sofa was.
Yun Mengxi screamed in fright, bolting upright.
Immediately after, the front, back, left, right—windows kept shattering.
“Bang! Bang!” The sound was incessant, shards flying everywhere.
The stones thrown from outside, hurled with considerable force, flew into the living room, striking some decorations.
Even the fish tank in the living room was shattered.
The living room was instantly a wreck.
Terrified, Yun Mengxi scrambled off the sofa, curling up behind it.
She was a woman alone; at a time like this, besides fear, she was truly powerless.
“Whoop whoop whoop whoop!!!”
The circling motorcycle riders outside let out those exhilarated “whoop” sounds.
Like bandits entering a village, celebrating their plundered spoils, declaring victory.
The sound of shattering glass continued unabated.
“Vroom, vroom, vroom!”
The motorcycles revved again, resuming their frantic circles around the standalone villa.
Yun Mengxi had no idea what was happening. She huddled there, too terrified to move, trembling uncontrollably.
Watching glass shards fly past from all directions, the fear was truly indescribable.
This sudden, violent assault left her bewildered, panicked, and utterly helpless.
She had no idea what would happen next. Would people come charging in?
What were their intentions? Did they want to kidnap her?
She had truly never experienced anything like this, so she felt completely vulnerable.
If not for her strong inner fortitude, she would have long since screamed and fainted.
But still, she trembled violently, her hand clamped tightly over her mouth.
Afraid that a reflexive scream would alert the outsiders that there was only a woman here.
The noise outside continued.
Yun Mengxi finally managed to calm down slightly. She looked left and right, spotting a fruit knife on the coffee table not far away.
She hurried over, snatched the fruit knife, and continued hiding behind the sofa.
Gripping the knife in her hand, her heart felt somewhat reassured, but she still trembled with fear.
After a long while, the glass shattering finally stopped because every window on the villa was broken.
Yet the sound of motorcycles outside persisted, though now just idling, not driving.
But this suspended silence only made her more afraid.
Was it as she feared? Were the bad guys about to rush in next?
She wanted to call the police, but her phone wasn’t nearby; it was in the bedroom.
But how could she dare go get it now?
Helpless, she could only pray silently.
And then, she heard low voices from outside: “Mr. Ye Chen, is this enough?”
“Shut up! Why are you calling my name out loud? Get out of here, fast!”
Immediately after, the roaring sounded again, and the motorcycle convoy departed.
The outside instantly returned to a dead quiet.
This left a ringing sound in Yun Mengxi’s ears.
She peeked out. Indeed, there were no more shadows outside. She finally breathed a small sigh of relief.
She truly couldn’t understand. She hadn’t offended anyone.
But she had just heard the person outside say “Mr. Ye Chen.”
Ye Chen? She didn’t know a…
Ye Chen?
Yun Mengxi’s body jolted.
Having been so tense earlier, her mind had short-circuited somewhat. Now slightly relaxed, she suddenly recalled Ye Chen.
If it were before tonight, she’d still be clueless, but after this evening, the name Ye Chen was clear to her.
“How is this possible? Did I offend him? Why would he do this?”
“Why do such a thing?”
Yun Mengxi was utterly baffled.
A chance encounter. How could it lead to this?
A woman’s mind is sometimes strange, especially under special circumstances, triggering wild thoughts is the baseline.
She suddenly recalled Ye Chen, smiling during the evening, practicing physiognomy on her, saying she would one day be the woman of a generation’s king!
Was all this a setup orchestrated by him? To make her scared, terrified, and then suddenly appear, becoming her greatest pillar of support?
Yun Mengxi couldn’t verify it. But with her inherent wariness, she immediately became strongly resistant to Ye Chen.
Meanwhile, a kilometer away, Bai Jinghong saw Ah Kun and the others return and couldn’t help but say, “Rest up for a bit first. We’ll go for round two in a moment!”
Ah Kun smiled bitterly and nodded.
“Young Master, what should we do next?”
Bai Jinghong leaned on the steering wheel and chuckled. “Send a few guys this time. Just make some noise like someone’s scaling the back courtyard wall!”
Ah Kun instantly understood, inwardly giving Bai Jinghong a thumbs-up.
“Understood, Young Master!”
After about ten-plus minutes, Ah Kun and his men set off again.
Inside the villa, Yun Mengxi was still hiding behind the sofa, her small head peeking out cautiously.
She had thought that since the people had left, she could quickly run back to her room and call the police.
But just as she stood up, the roar of motorcycles sounded again, growing closer from afar.
Terrified, she crouched back down, clutching her knife, eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Her whole body trembled.
She was on the verge of hysteria, truly wanting to scream out loud.
But her reason held her back. She still forced herself to endure.
This time, they didn’t throw stones, because there were no windows left to break.
But this didn’t make Yun Mengxi feel any relief; instead, she was even more terrified.
Because the motorcycles stopped behind the villa, and she could clearly hear the sounds of people scaling the fence.
This meant they were coming in. The bad guys were actually coming in!
In her panic, she truly didn’t dare stay in this house any longer.
Because she truly didn’t know what would happen next.
That terror made her want to escape, to flee desperately, no matter what.
She wanted to find somewhere with people, where seeing others would make her feel safe.
Driven by extreme fear, she quickly rushed towards the front door, planning to run out of the villa at all costs.
But because she ran too hastily, her silk nightgown caught on the edge of the shoe cabinet.
In her panic, she yanked hard. A “Riiip!” sound was heard, tearing off a large piece.
The nightgown instantly became a miniskirt.
But at this moment, she truly couldn’t care. She kept running out.
She wanted to drive away, but her keys weren’t on her.
And even if she could start the car, the ignition noise would surely alert those thugs in the back!
Helpless, pushed to the brink of panic, her latent potential exploded. She ran at what felt like the fastest speed of her life, sprinting wildly.
Just after running a few hundred meters, she suddenly saw a Koenigsegg sports car approaching head-on.
The bright headlights shone right in her eyes, making it impossible to see.
Seeing the car, she was overjoyed, as if she had seen a savior.
This car had just driven over from afar. It definitely wasn’t one of her attackers.
If she could get in the car and leave quickly, everything would be fine.
Thinking this, she hurriedly spread her arms, waving them, shouting loudly: “Stop! Please, stop!”
The car slowed down but didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping, driving right past her.
