To be fair, at the very beginning, she had indeed felt a little flutter for Ye Chen.
Although Ye Chen wasn’t a handsome man, he possessed a unique charm. After interacting with him for a while, there was a slight heart-pounding feeling.
The reason she wasn’t contacting Ye Chen now was entirely because of what happened during that Exhibition.
Because she felt she was no longer clean.
During this period, she had been constantly bathing.
Waking up in terror in the middle of the night was a regular occurrence.
That incident with Bai Jinghong had left her with a shadow, which was why she looked so haggard.
Furthermore, she realized that she didn’t seem to care much about Ye Chen anymore.
The position originally belonging to Ye Chen in her heart had been replaced by a man—the bastard who had violated her.
She didn’t want to think about that bastard, but inexplicably, he always came to mind.
Especially when she went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, the scenes from that day would start assaulting her nerves.
What truly made her break down was a dream she had one night, where she was crazily intimate with Bai Jinghong. When she woke up, the bedsheet looked like it had been drenched with water.
Wen Chunyu was clearly somewhat confused by Wen Tailai’s words. “Dad, what do you mean, his proclivities?”
“Huh? You didn’t know he plays for the other team? I thought you knew and that’s why you deliberately stopped contacting him.” After saying this, Wen Tailai quickly covered his mouth.
It seemed he had let something slip.
“Plays for… the other team?” Wen Chunyu frowned slightly.
She genuinely didn’t know about this.
How revolting!
“That matter… uh… ah…”
Wen Tailai sighed. “Regarding the Dragon Lord, I truly don’t know what to say anymore. He seems to swing both ways.”
“Of course, personally, I’m not too keen on you getting involved with him.”
“But after all, our family is a subordinate unit of the Dragon Lord. If you don’t want this, you should go abroad for a while and come back later!”
Wen Chunyu couldn’t help but shudder. “Dad, did you see it yourself, or… or did you just hear rumors?”
Wen Tailai covered his forehead, a look of utter collapse on his face. “I saw it with my own eyes! Damn it. You remember that Little Brother from the Intelligence Department before?”
“The Dragon Lord nearly swallowed his tongue.”
“In front of over a dozen people, they kissed madly, and he even… even groped his ass, and declared him the Dragon Lord’s Wife.”
Wen Chunyu covered her mouth, incredulous, even feeling a little nauseous. “Dad, is that… is that really true?”
Wen Tailai nodded frantically. “Of course it’s true! If it weren’t, how could I dare fabricate such things about him?”
“I was thinking about how I strongly encouraged you to get close to him, to date him, so that’s why I brought this up with you. I was afraid you’d fall for him later and then it’d be a disaster.”
“Tongue-kissing a man in public… damn, what’s the difference between that and taking a dump on the street?”
Wen Tailai was truly disappointed. This generation’s Dragon Lord was just too pathetic.
Thinking back to the Old Dragon Master, that was true majesty, commanding wind and cloud.
“Alright, Xiao Yu, Dad won’t say any more. You should have your own conclusion on this matter.”
With that, Wen Tailai stood up and walked straight out of the villa.
Leaving Wen Chunyu alone, still sitting on the sofa.
From beginning to end, neither father nor daughter had noticed anything near the kitchen doorway.
Seeing Wen Tailai leave, Bai Jinghong walked out silently.
He quickly arrived behind Wen Chunyu.
Wen Chunyu still seemed lost in her own thoughts and hadn’t noticed Bai Jinghong at all.
Bai Jinghong didn’t say a word, just quietly watched Wen Chunyu.
This girl was indeed very beautiful, and her taste was exquisite.
Wen Chunyu sighed, reached for the tea on the coffee table, and was about to drink.
Bai Jinghong suddenly said, “Pour a cup for me too.”
Wen Chunyu froze, then her beautiful eyes widened. She spun her head around.
With this turn, Bai Jinghong’s face was exactly a fist’s distance from her own.
Wen Chunyu was startled and was about to scream.
Bai Jinghong directly covered her mouth, leaped over, and sat down on the sofa.
“Mmph…”
Wen Chunyu struggled, her eyes filled with terror.
“Shh, don’t scream. It’s useless even if you scream your lungs out.”
“I’m doing this for your own good. If you scream, you’ll get your bodyguards killed!”
Bai Jinghong’s smile was identical to the one at the Exhibition restroom that day.
This couldn’t help but make Wen Chunyu even more terrified.
He isn’t going to do that to me again, is he?
Wen Chunyu was scared again, struggling frantically, trying to break free.
“If you won’t behave, then suit yourself!”
Bai Jinghong actually let go of her, allowing her freedom.
Freed, Wen Chunyu immediately shouted towards the outside of the villa, “Someone! Guards, come quickly!”
She quickly stood up and backed away, wanting to put as much distance between herself and Bai Jinghong as possible.
The bodyguards outside heard the Eldest Miss’s call and rushed straight in.
“Eldest Miss!”
The six bodyguards looked frantic.
“He… he…” Wen Chunyu pointed at Bai Jinghong on the sofa.
The six bodyguards instantly looked towards the sofa.
But that single glance made all six of them widen their eyes.
And Wen Chunyu’s beautiful eyes also widened in shock.
Because, at some unknown point, Bai Jinghong had taken out a pitch-black handgun.
Immediately after, “Bang bang bang…”
Six gunshots rang out.
The six bodyguards were shot in the forehead, the heart, falling to the ground in an instant.
Wen Chunyu trembled all over.
She truly hadn’t expected that Bai Jinghong wasn’t lying to her earlier.
Bai Jinghong took a sip of tea and shook his head. “I told you, calling them in would get them killed, but you just had to be stubborn!”
“Well, there you have it. Six living human lives, what a pity!”
Bai Jinghong’s face wore a constant smile.
To Wen Chunyu, he was truly no different from a devil.
“You… what exactly do you want?”
Wen Chunyu forced herself to calm down.
“Just came to see you. It’s nothing much. You’re just overthinking it yourself!”
Bai Jinghong stood up from the sofa and walked step by step towards Wen Chunyu.
Wen Chunyu retreated continuously.
“No…”
Wen Chunyu looked utterly helpless, her psychological defenses completely crumbled, tears immediately shimmering in her eyes.
“A ‘no’ from a woman’s mouth means ‘yes’!”
Bai Jinghong continued to advance, showing no intention of stopping his steps.
Wen Chunyu backed up to the staircase, turned around, and ran straight up to the second floor.
Bai Jinghong followed unhurriedly.
Wen Chunyu ran into a room and locked the door.
Bai Jinghong looked at the tightly shut door and couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my, so thoughtful, actually finding a place yourself.”
Saying this, he walked up to the door and smashed his fist against it.
That door, in Bai Jinghong’s eyes, was like paper paste. With a boom, a hole was punched through it.
Then Bai Jinghong yanked hard, and the entire door was torn off its hinges.
Entering the room, he saw Wen Chunyu had already grabbed a blanket and covered herself with it, trembling.
“You… you certainly came prepared.”
Bai Jinghong took off his jacket and hung it on a chair.
Just at that moment, an aura from outside the window suddenly made Bai Jinghong feel threatened!
He frowned and retreated explosively.
The next second, a long blade shot in through the window and embedded itself into the floor.
The blade hummed loudly, vibrating incessantly.
Immediately after, an aged figure jumped into the room. He had only one eye, the other was blind, but his face was filled with killing intent.
Bai Jinghong looked at the old man before him, a cold smile curling on his lips.
“Old Coot, are you here to meddle? Who the hell are you?”
The one-eyed old man glared at Bai Jinghong, slowly pulled the long blade from the floor, a cold light flickering in his eye. “Dragon Gate, Upper Gate, Lone Wolf!”
Dragon Gate was divided into Upper, Middle, and Lower Gates. The Upper Gate consisted of Martial Artists, the Middle Gate was politics, and the Lower Gate was the underworld forces.
And this old coot before him—Bai Jinghong momentarily couldn’t even perceive his cultivation level.
He was clearly stronger!
Bai Jinghong hadn’t expected that before Ye Chen fully assumed the authority of Dragon Gate, someone from the Upper Gate would already step in to act on his behalf.
But recalling the plot, Bai Jinghong realized this old fellow called Lone Wolf was the Dragon Lord’s Hidden Dragon.
As the name implied, a secret bodyguard, a Dao Protector.
He must have learned of Ye Chen’s current predicament and thus decided to make an exception and intervene.
No matter what, Ye Chen was still the Dragon Lord. Even if his strength was lacking and they refused to acknowledge him, they couldn’t let him die so easily.
He had just come out of seclusion to find Ye Chen and happened to stumble upon this current situation.
