?Mobile reading Qin Feng had good reason to believe this bar had some connections; otherwise, how could they have gone out of their way to offend a well-off, generous second-generation business heir for the sake of just one guest? Half an hour later, he stood up and left. After exiting the bar, he took a detour to head toward his parking spot. Unfamiliar with the local roads, he only realized later that he was actually getting farther and farther away—wasn’t that just ridiculous? He’d intended to save a few steps, only to end up walking more and then having to backtrack. On passing a lane, he heard a woman’s voice shouting inside: “What are you doing? I’m warning you—I’ll call for help, and my people are right nearby!” A man’s voice soon joined in, laughing: “Hah! Go ahead, shout as loud as you want—no one’s going to show up!” The latter voice sounded familiar to Qin Feng, though he couldn’t immediately place who it belonged to. He thought it probably wasn’t a friend of his. No way—better check it out just to be safe. He darted into the alley, and the female voice came again: "I really called out, help! Help me... let me go, what do you want to do?" "Hah! You're not very impressive, are you? You dare challenge my dignity, refusing even a million for maintenance. Well then, I'll just take you by force—my way of doing things. After all, you'll get not a single cent. Hahahaha!" The old street in Pingyang City is unusually chaotic, and such incidents happen frequently—few people bother to intervene. In a corner of the alley, a young woman was pressed against the wall, her clothes disheveled, struggling desperately. Several men, led by Mo Xiguan, had blocked all her escape routes, and Mo Xiguan himself was actively tearing at her clothes. As he seemed about to succeed, a sudden shout came from behind: "Stop!" Moxigán male stiffened, paused his movements, and turned around. When he saw only one person, the slight fear that had previously surfaced vanished entirely. Turning to the girl—precisely the professional woman in a business skirt who had rejected him at the bar—he noticed how intensely she was looking at Qin Feng, as if someone had just caught a drowning person by the lifeline. "Hey, don't make this about yourself!" Moxigán said, issuing a warning. "If you're not willing to play your part, get out of here right now—this doesn't concern you at all! Don't think you're above me, or I'll knock you out!" Qin Feng replied with a cold smile. "I'm sorry, but I'm someone who always likes to be the hero who saves the heroine. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now that it's finally come, do you really think I'll leave?" Moxigán gave a signal to his teammates. "Take him down!" The teammates exchanged glances, then turned simultaneously and charged toward Qin Feng, confident in their numerical advantage—four or five against one. They believed the outcome would be certain. The Moskwaan man continued his unfinished act of tearing his shirt, while the OL woman persisted in her resistance, not missing a single womanly tactic—nail-poking, foot-stomping, and more. Thud... thud... thump... thump... "Stupid woman! If you scratch me one more time with your nails, I'll be on top of you right now!" The Moskwaan man was badly injured, repeatedly falling behind as the woman launched an almost frenzied assault. He turned and shouted, "Come back two of you—hold her arms steady! I'm going to take her now, and then you all take turns. What's going on? What's going on?!" The scene left him stunned. He had expected the young man, who had merely been meddling, to fall—yet it was his very five teammates who had been knocked to the ground. Five against one, and they still couldn't win? What are you all doing here? You're all useless! Just as he was caught off guard, the woman launched a powerful kick straight for his crotch. After all this time, this was her only formal technique—a decisive, one-hit knockout leg aimed at the groin. Thud… The Mohican man received the blow without realizing what was happening. By the time he became aware of the severity of the injury, the kick had already landed with solid force. Ah! A wailing cry like that of a pig being slaughtered rose to the heavens. He bent double, cradling his two severely injured eggs with both hands, collapsing sideways with reluctance. Aside from gasping in pain, he glared at the offender with venomous intensity. Qin Feng simply couldn’t bear to watch any longer. Though he knew the man deserved it, as a man he clearly understood how excruciating the pain must be. Even if the eggs hadn’t cracked, they would have been badly bruised. The OL woman still wasn’t satisfied. She lifted her high-heeled foot and stepped down on him, continuing to scold as she pressed her weight: “You promised to take me on, didn’t you? You said you’d have me here—well, then, go ahead! Show me how you’re going to face your little brothers with your pride intact!” "I'm going to squash you, you miserable bastard! I'm going to squash you, I'm going to squash you, I'm going to squash you, I'm going to squash you!" The beautiful woman kept stomping with increasing intensity, alternating her legs and continuously pressing down on the man, leaving him no choice but to roll helplessly on the ground. Qin, the young nobleman, felt a sudden warmth rush to his nose, nearly spilling blood. Why? Because the office lady was absolutely fiery—her clothes were already nearly torn off. As she moved vigorously, her shoulder straps slipped, revealing the black lace bra beneath, one side slightly tilted, exposing nearly the entire white, rounded breast mound. The mound swayed rhythmically with each motion, and Qin could clearly see the vivid red at the peak. Even more, her skirt had now risen to her waist, fully displaying her two elegant, snow-white legs, the sheer stockings on her legs completely exposed and defenseless. There are also bikini-style underwear—just two very thin straps and a small piece of fabric covering the main area. With the constant leg-raising motion, could it possibly go wrong? Though it was nighttime, who could blame Qin for his sharp vision? He clearly saw the dense forest of black fabric. My goodness, this woman is absolutely fiery! Perhaps sensing something amiss, the office lady paused. When she saw Qin’s shining eyes, she gasped and quickly pulled her skirt down. Only then did she realize the issue was even more serious, and she became flustered. The more she panicked, the less she managed to achieve—by the time she was adjusting her clothes, he had already taken in every detail, both intended and otherwise. "Don’t look!" she complained, pouting. Qin sighed, sincerely saying, "I didn’t see anything! It’s all dark, how could I possibly see clearly?" She exhaled in relief—thankfully, he hadn’t noticed. Otherwise, she’d have been in serious trouble. Wait a minute, your eyes are shining—how can you not see? Just as she was beginning to wonder, Qin's young lord revealed his own embarrassment with a single sentence: "Your left shoulder strap is tangled with your bra strap—go fix that right away." "You said you couldn't see me!" the beautiful woman asked, her voice full of indignation.