Chapter 86: Frozen in Time

Yang Chen let out a mocking laugh, casually picked up his wine glass from the bar, and without any warning, splashed the remaining liquid all over the man.

The leader had not anticipated that Yang Chen would resort to such a humiliating act of splashing wine and was caught off guard, leaving half of his suit soaked and stained.

"You're courting death!" the leader yelled in fury, rushing forward with a fist aimed directly at Yang Chen's face.

Yang Chen calmly intercepted the seemingly powerful punch with one hand, effortlessly gripping the man's wrist. Before the man could strike with his other hand, Yang Chen forcefully twisted the entire arm into an exaggerated angle!

The man, who had just tried to retaliate, screamed in pain and was compelled to spin around in front of Yang Chen like a top, dragged by his contorted arm.

Behind Yang Chen, An Xin's eyes lit up as she watched his relaxed posture with overwhelming joy.

Realizing that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, the other men in black shouted and rushed forward to surround Yang Chen.

"Here, take him back," Yang Chen said as he saw them advancing. He suddenly grabbed the other arm of the man he was holding and, as easily as if he were handling a rag doll, swung him forward violently!

The nearly two-meter-tall man crashed into the others like a heavy stick, sending them all tumbling!

Seeing the large men in black sprawled on the ground, everyone present was shocked. How could this man's strength be so immense?!

"Let's go, get a room," Yang Chen said, grabbing An Xin's hand. Stepping over the groaning men, he walked out of the bar with calm composure.

Many women dream of a knight in shining armor, imagining a handsome, noble prince descending from the heavens in their hour of need to defeat evil and offer a heartfelt embrace, promising eternal love.

An Xin was no exception. Although she had rationally understood from a young age that a man on a white horse could also be a monk like Tang Seng, she still occasionally indulged in such dreams.

Especially after returning to the country for a few unavoidable reasons in recent days, An Xin even wished for a Superman with his underwear on the outside to really exist, even if he might be an eyesore.

From the moment Yang Chen grabbed her hand and led her out of the Thorny Bar, An Xin felt an unexpected rush of happiness.

Almost without realizing it, she followed Yang Chen to the car, sat in the passenger seat, and without bothering to buckle her seatbelt, leaned into his arms, lazily hugging him and planting enthusiastic kisses on his cheeks and neck.

Yang Chen, somewhat helpless with An Xin's sudden affectionate outburst, wrapped his arms around her soft and supple body. His right hand slid down her curvaceous waist, giving her firm, rounded buttocks two audible smacks.

An Xin let out a soft moan, her face instantly turning as red as a ripe apple. In the dim light of the car, her previously unseen enchanting beauty was breathtaking.

In Yang Chen's understanding, this woman was actually quite "reservedly seductive."

"You belong to me, not the other way around. Sit down and buckle your seatbelt. Don't delay our business," Yang Chen commanded firmly, leaving no room for refusal.

Reluctantly, like a docile kitten, An Xin caressed Yang Chen's chest for a moment before obediently returning to her seat and fastening her seatbelt.

Her enticing movements made Yang Chen eager to start the car and roar away wildly.

By now, it was nearly midnight, and the roads were almost empty. Yang Chen barely hit any red lights before reaching their destination: Biyun Hotel, the nearest five-star hotel to the bar, just a block away.

The Biyun Group was one of the well-known old enterprises in Zhonghai, with numerous branches in its industrial chain and a good reputation. Even Yang Chen, who had only recently returned to the country, knew that Biyun Hotel was among the top in service and facilities among the five-star hotels.

If it were just a casual fling, Yang Chen might have chosen a small motel. However, the woman in front of him was clearly of high class, so the venue had to match her caliber.

After getting out of the car, Yang Chen handed the keys to the hotel valet and quickly walked to the front desk with An Xin in tow to get a room.

Seeing Yang Chen's urgent demeanor, An Xin couldn't help but laugh melodiously, "There's no need to rush. I won't run away later."

Yang Chen wrapped his arm around An Xin and kissed her cheek, "You little seductress, it's all your fault."

The female hotel clerk, noticing the obvious affluence of the young couple, felt a bit awkward at their open flirtation and quickly processed a room with a double bed for them.

They took the elevator straight to the twenty-third floor. As soon as they stepped out, An Xin pushed Yang Chen against the wall and kissed him passionately, clinging to him as they moved towards the room door...

The Next Morning

Yang Chen woke up groggily. An Xin was already up, fully dressed, and had been awake for quite a while. She was wearing the same elegant blue camisole dress, looking even more radiant than the previous night, likely due to the refreshing sleep. She was sitting on the white sofa by the bed, holding a bottle of Bordeaux red wine from the room's mini-bar, and pouring some into two small glasses.

"Cheers to our delightful evening," An Xin said, handing a glass to Yang Chen.

The woman before him looked poised and proper, making it hard to believe she was the same wild and passionate partner from the night before—a perfect blend of elegance and intimacy.

Yang Chen smiled, took the glass, clinked it lightly with hers, and drank it in one gulp.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang Chen," An Xin said suddenly, her expression turning serious with a hint of bitterness. "Because of what happened last night, you might face some trouble, but I think you also found a lot of enjoyment with me."

Yang Chen found her words strange and asked, "What do you mean? What trouble?"

An Xin gave an apologetic smile, "You'll find out soon enough."

Just then, there was a loud knocking on the door.

"Open up!"

Yang Chen was startled, wondering what was going on. He hastily tried to put on his clothes, realizing he was still naked.

However, the people outside were more forceful than he anticipated. Before Yang Chen could reach the door, it was opened from the outside, and several stern-faced police officers in uniform barged in.

Their sharp eyes scanned Yang Chen and An Xin, and the lead officer produced a search warrant.

"Police! This is a raid! Nobody move!"

Following the police were several reporters with cameras, jostling to get the best shots and furiously pressing their shutters.

Yang Chen sat on the bed, bare-chested and in a daze, too stunned to worry about his state of undress.

"Click!"

A flash went off directly in front of him, freezing the moment in time.