?55: Chapter 51: Hero Saves the Beauty 55: Chapter 51: Hero Saves the Beauty “If they come knocking again, just call the police,” Ye Fan said indifferently.

    “Constantly showing weakness will only let them get away with more.”

    As he spoke, Ye Fan took out a fifty-yuan bill, placed it on the table, and said, “All right, I’m off.

    Goodbye.”

    With that, he turned and walked out of the shop.

    Li Zhaojun ran out after him and called, “What’s your name?”

    “My name is Ye Fan, ‘Ye’ from Ye Gucheng and ‘Fan’ from extraordinary,” Ye Fan replied indifferently.

    “By the way, I forgot to tell you, my wife’s name is also Li Zhaojun.”

    When Li Zhaojun heard that Ye Fan was already married, she stopped in her tracks.

    “Thank you, Brother Ye,” she called out.

    Ye Fan flashed a faint smile, pulled open his car door, got in, and then drove away.

    Not long after Ye Fan got home, he received a call from an unknown number.

    He waited a moment before pressing the answer button, “Hello, who is this?”

    “Brother Ye, hello, I’m Yaoyao.” Qin Mengyao’s voice came through the phone.

    Ye Fan’s expression instantly turned sour, his mood that had just been set right by watching TV was completely ruined, and he immediately hung up the phone.

    Unexpectedly, right after being hung up on, Qin Mengyao immediately called back.

    Of course, Ye Fan hung up again.

    After two or three times, Ye Fan got a bit annoyed and simply turned off his phone.

    Later that night, Ye Fan drove out to a nightclub called the Dynasty of Song to have some fun.

    Singing in a private room alone was no fun, so he stayed in the main hall, drinking and watching the beauties.

    Near eleven o’clock at night, feeling it was about time, Ye Fan hummed a tune as he left the nightclub, ready to drive home.

    He opened the car door and sat down, but before he could close the door, the passenger door suddenly opened and a fragrant, tempting breeze wafted in.

    Ye Fan was stunned in his seat, and upon recognizing the person who had entered his car, he saw it was a young woman in her early twenties, with a hot body, snow-white skin, wearing a black, tight, short leather skirt, and crucially, possessing a very pretty face—the kind that could turn the world upside down.

    “Quick!

    Take me away from here, and I’ll be yours tonight,” the young woman said urgently.

    “I’ve been drugged.”

    As she spoke, she anxiously glanced outside the car.

    Prompted by the young woman, Ye Fan then noticed her pretty face was abnormally flushed, her eyes hazy, her breathing a bit heavy, and her breath was warm with an intoxicating, adrenaline-inducing fragrance mixed with the smell of alcohol.

    Coming to his senses, Ye Fan calmed down.

    It didn’t matter whether it was a trap or for real, he wasn’t afraid.

    “Taking you away is no problem,” he said, closed the door, and buckled his seat belt.

    As he buckled his seat belt, the young woman agilely flipped into the back seat to hide.

    He started the car, reversed out, and inadvertently saw a group of menacing, black-clad men rushing out of the nightclub, turning their heads constantly, as if looking for someone.

    “Uh?

    Could it be they’re after the woman in my back seat?” Ye Fan thought to himself, but he was not the least bit nervous and drove away coolly.

    Upon reaching the parking lot exit, two of the black-clad men spread their arms and blocked his way, arrogantly shouting, “Stop!

    Fuck, stop right there!”

    It was clear they wanted to search Ye Fan’s car.

    “Go through them, and don’t stop for anything, or else you’re going to die a horrible death!” the young woman in the back said anxiously.

    Ye Fan stepped on the gas, accelerating towards the two men in black.

    The men in black scrambled out of the way in panic, almost getting hit.

    After breaking free from the parking lot, he saw seven or eight more black-clad men trying to intercept the vehicles and people coming in and out of the nightclub, with several others running out onto the main street searching.

    With so many people in the passage in front of the main entrance, it would usually be impossible to get out.

    After accelerating from the parking lot exit, Ye Fan did not slow down for fear of hitting someone.

    Instead, he turned the steering wheel sharply to the right, slammed the brakes to swing the vehicle’s rear ninety degrees to the left using inertia, and then floored the accelerator to rush out at full speed.

    Seeing this, those men in black didn’t dare to try to use their bodies to stop the car, exploiting the average person’s fear of running someone over.

    They only cursed their limbs for not being quick enough to dodge in time.

    Bursting through the gate and onto the roadway, Ye Fan raced along the traffic lane, constantly overtaking other cars to prevent the group of men in black from catching up in their vehicles.

    After six or seven minutes, Ye Fan glanced at the rearview mirror to observe the situation behind the car.

    Not seeing any unusual vehicles following, he slowed down and completely blended into the ceaseless stream of traffic.

    As for the young woman, she had already climbed back from the rear compartment to the passenger seat.

    “I’ll take you to the hospital,” said Ye Fan, keeping his eyes on the road ahead, his voice calm.

    “I’m not in the habit of taking advantage of situations like this.”

    “No, you can’t take me to the hospital,” the young woman quickly exclaimed.

    “Why not?” Ye Fan asked.

    “The security in Huaxia is not bad; they wouldn’t dare to grab you in a hospital.

    Oh, right, you can call the police.

    Do you have your phone with you?

    If not, you can use mine.”

    “I won’t call the police.

    Just please don’t take me to the hospital,” the young woman insisted.

    “Take me to a hotel instead.

    I told you, I am yours for the night.

    But it needs to be a hotel far from here.”

    Ye Fan shook his head with a faint smile, “I can take you to a hotel, but as for offering yourself to me, let’s forget about that.”

    The young woman didn’t argue.

    After a while, she asked with some curiosity, “You’re very calm; you’re not an ordinary person, are you?”

    “I wouldn’t say ordinary or not.

    I served a few years in the military, so I’m a bit braver than most,” Ye Fan replied while driving.

    “What about you?

    How did you get drugged, and why are so many people chasing you?”

    “I can’t tell you my situation right now,” the young woman said.

    Ye Fan didn’t press further and focused on driving.

    Seventeen or eighteen minutes later, hearing the young woman’s breathing getting heavier, Ye Fan asked, “Can you hold on? Sear?h the n??el Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    If not, we can find a hotel nearby.”

    “Not…

    not far enough…” the young woman said in broken sentences.

    “Further…

    it’s not safe otherwise.”

    Ye Fan pressed the accelerator deeper and sped up.

    Twelve or thirteen minutes later, feeling that they were far enough from the Chao Ge Dynasty nightclub, Ye Fan pulled the car into the Regent International Hotel, a four-star establishment.

    After stopping the car, Ye Fan turned to look at the young woman.

    She was struggling to resist the drug’s effects.

    “We’re here, get out,” Ye Fan said.

    He got out of the car, walked around to open her door, and reached out to help the young woman out.

    The young woman pushed his hand away and said with difficulty, “Don’t…

    don’t touch me…

    I’m afraid I…

    can’t resist…”

    Ye Fan stepped back to let the young woman get out by herself.

    She got out with a shaky and tremulous figure.

    Seeing the young woman struggling to stand, Ye Fan didn’t reach out to help her but swiftly said, “Follow me.”

    With that, he headed toward the hotel’s reception area.

    The young woman followed unsteadily.

    Once they smoothly secured a room, entered, and before the door even closed, the young woman tried to pounce on him.

    Ye Fan, who was prepared, stopped her, closed the door with a shove, and then directly carried her into the bathroom.

    In the bathtub, the cold water helped the young woman regain some lucidity.

    “Sort yourself out, and it’ll be fine,” Ye Fan said indifferently.

    The young woman looked at Ye Fan and said, “No, you have to take me.

    I’m completely willing.”

    With that, she lunged at Ye Fan.

    Ye Fan immediately dodged and said, “I already told you, there’s no need for this.”

    “Are you even a man?” the young woman snapped angrily.

    “You’re playing Liu Xiahui at a time like this!

    Or are you just a eunuch, a castrated official?”

    Being called a eunuch was intolerable to any man.

    So, he strode forward, reaching out toward the young woman…