Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Fu Yuanzhou's Debauchery "Brother Shixu, I suspect the person who pushed me by the roadside today was one of Fu Yuanzhou's men. Other than Fu Yuanzhou, I can't think of anyone else who would do something like that." Jiang Shixu's arm tightened around Chu Tang, a cold, sharp glint surfacing in his dark, deep-set eyes. "I checked. Fu Yuanzhou has indeed returned to the country." Chu Tang's body stiffened. "Tangtang, try to go out as little as possible from now on. Work from home." "Is he... is Fu Yuanzhou really that terrifying?" Jiang Shixu released Chu Tang, placed both hands on her shoulders, and looked into her eyes with a serious expression. "I don't dare to gamble, Tangtang. The thought of you almost getting hurt today made my heart stop from fear. You know I value you more than my own life." The corners of Jiang Shixu's eyes reddened. "When it comes to dealing with Fu Yuanzhou, I'm a hundred percent confident I can win. If he plays dirty, I can be even dirtier. But that man has no feelings, no weaknesses—you could even say he has no humanity. I'm different. I have you." "Tangtang, I can't risk you." The dining room was brightly lit as if it were daytime, and the dishes on the table gave off an enticing aroma. The television in the living room was playing the evening news, the host's voice faintly drifting over. Chu Tang's lashes drooped halfway, her eyes stinging with tears. She whispered, "Brother Shixu, am I holding you back?" Jiang Shixu's eyes suddenly reddened, guilt surging from the depths of his gaze. "What are you saying, Tangtang? I'm the one who's dragged you into this. If it weren't for me, Xu Jingxuan wouldn't have targeted you, and Fu Yuanzhou wouldn't have set his sights on you." Chu Tang slowly shook her head. "You haven't dragged me into anything. I've never thought that way." "But I do think that way—it's the truth." Jiang Shixu let out a sigh. "Don't go out for the next few days, okay? I'll come keep you company every day." Chu Tang nodded obediently. "Okay." "By the way, Brother Shixu, can you look into someone for me?" "Who?" "Liu Yuanlei." A sharp, cold light flashed through Jiang Shixu's eyes. "The man who hired thugs to teach you a lesson today?" "Mm." Chu Tang nodded. "My gut tells me he has someone backing him. How would a small factory owner have the nerve to hire thugs to come after me like some gangster?" Jiang Shixu said, "I've already sent people to investigate." "Good." "Tangtang, let's eat first. The food will get cold." Jiang Shixu pulled out a chair and sat down beside Chu Tang. "Okay, eat with me." ... Fu Yuanzhou sat in the back seat of the car. Zhou Yu, the driver and bodyguard in the front, glanced at the rearview mirror. "Brother Zhou, are we heading back to Miss Xinya's villa tonight?" Jiang Xinya was originally from Huaxia and came from a well-off family. She had become an international custom travel guide out of personal interest, and after getting with Fu Yuanzhou, she hadn't returned to the country for two years. She was his most favored mistress in Country A, and this time when he returned to Huaxia, Jiang Xinya had come along. The man in the back seat lit a cigarette and slightly raised an eyelid. "No, let's go see that one—that girl who looks all innocent. What was her name again?" Fu Yuanzhou loved to play, and he happened to have a devastatingly handsome face. Those peach-blossom eyes of his looked at even a dog with deep affection. He had countless mistresses in Country A, and within just a few days of arriving in Huaxia, plenty of women had already thrown themselves at him. As long as they were good-looking, Fu Yuanzhou never turned anyone away. The business he did was the kind that walked on the edge of a knife—one wrong move and he might never see the sun again. Indulging in pleasure and living in the moment was his life philosophy. He craved extreme pleasure and used indulgence to release pressure. To Fu Yuanzhou, a woman's body was merely a tool for his relief. He could sleep with anyone, give them whatever they wanted—except love. He was a man without feelings, without a heart. Love, to him, was the most useless thing in the world. A girl who looks all innocent? Zhou Yu thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, "You mean Miss Susu?" Fu Yuanzhou took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled a ring of smoke, white mist curling in the air. "I don't think that's it. The one Sun Licheng sent over the night we first arrived in Jiangcheng. Small and petite, long straight black hair, big eyes. Said she'd just turned eighteen, still a student, I think." With that description, Zhou Yu remembered. The night they first landed in Jiangcheng, Sun Licheng had arranged a welcome banquet. To curry favor with Fu Yuanzhou, he'd specially picked out several virgins with excellent figures and looks, including the one Fu Yuanzhou was referring to. That night, Fu Yuanzhou casually chose two girls to keep him company, and after drinking, he took them to the hotel for a threesome. The girl with long straight black hair was one of the ones left over. But Fu Yuanzhou seemed to have taken a liking to her too. Even though he didn't have her accompany him that night, he was generous—he gave the girl two hundred thousand in cash, saying it was to support her college tuition. Girls who came to places like that were all selling themselves. Everyone knew full well that those two hundred thousand were payment for the girl's virginity. Fu Yuanzhou had also gifted the girl an apartment, right near her university. Zhou Yu had been by Fu Yuanzhou's side the longest, so he understood Fu Yuanzhou's personality best. Fu Yuanzhou had always been unrestrained and promiscuous, keeping more than a dozen women. Some had been with him for a while, like Jiang Xinya, who had been with Fu Yuanzhou for nearly two years, while others he would never look at again after playing with them once or twice. Thinking of something, Zhou Yu hesitated before speaking up: "Brother Zhou, an hour ago Miss Xinya called to say she'd made dinner and was waiting for you to come home. You promised her you'd go back and have dinner with her." After all, Jiang Xinya had been with Fu Yuanzhou for quite some time, and Zhou Yu felt she was somewhat different from the other women, so it was necessary to remind him of what he had just promised Miss Xinya. Fu Yuanzhou let out a scoff, a faint indifference surfacing in his eyes. "Suddenly don't feel like going." "Understood." Zhou Yu said no more and quietly started the car. ... Jiang Xinya had been busy all evening, carefully pan-searing the steak, preparing roses and red wine, and putting on a full face of makeup. In the lavishly decorated villa dining room, it was cold and desolate. The woman wore a wine-red silk dress paired with sexy black stockings, radiating allure and charm. She sat at the dining table, gently swirling her wine glass, her beautiful eyes filled with expectation and intoxication. The wall clock ticked away. Time passed minute by minute. The expectation in her eyes was gradually replaced by disappointment. She held back again and again, but finally couldn't resist picking up her phone and making a call. The phone rang for a long time before someone answered. "Brother Zhou, are you busy?" Jiang Xinya spoke cautiously. From the other end of the line came a woman's pleasure-filled voice. Jiang Xinya's heart was stabbed violently, bleeding profusely, aching unbearably. She gripped the phone tightly, her knuckles turning white, tears streaming down her face in an instant. "Did you hear that? I'm busy, baby. Can't come over to have dinner with you tonight." Fu Yuanzhou's voice was slightly hoarse, rough with grit. Jiang Xinya bit her lower lip hard, tears flowing endlessly. The man didn't hang up. He casually tossed the phone onto the bed, and indescribable sounds traveled through the phone into Jiang Xinya's ears. Jiang Xinya listened masochistically, those sounds becoming instruments of torture that flayed her alive, wounding her beyond recognition, her heart aching so much she could barely breathe. She had thought she was different in Fu Yuanzhou's eyes—she was the woman who had been by his side the longest, and this time when he returned to the country, he had only brought her. But it turned out her self-assumed specialness was nothing but a joke. The woman's voice on the other end grew louder and louder, going from initial restraint and shyness to complete abandon. Jiang Xinya could no longer listen, and she hurled her phone to the ground in fury.