Huo Shiqing suppressed his ragged breathing, the heat from his body nearly melting her.
Mu Beiyin's expression changed. She quickly said, "Huo Shiqing, let's get out of here…"
"Be good. Let me take revenge for you first."
The man's fingertip gently touched her lips, caressing the soft and delicate surface for a moment before he forced down his intense desire and cast a cold, sidelong glance at the others.
President Chen was lying on the ground, struggling to get up. He roared angrily, "Who the hell are you to ruin my good time?! Somebody, take them down!"
Huo Shiqing sneered coldly.
Mu Beiyin felt dizzy as the man held her tightly, and with just a few moves, took care of President Chen's men.
Huo Shiqing stepped on President Chen's wrist, his voice icy cold: "Was it this hand that touched her?"
"Ah—!" President Chen let out a pig-like scream. "Stop! Stop stepping on me!"
Mu Qianrou's eyes were wide in disbelief.
She had never seen such a handsome, charismatic man before!
And he was standing up for Mu Beiyin? Could they know each other?
No, no way. Mu Beiyin couldn't possibly know such a high-quality man. He must have just been disgusted by President Chen's behavior and stepped in to uphold justice.
She absolutely couldn't let Mu Beiyin steal this man away!
Mu Qianrou quickly gathered her thoughts, covered her mouth, and let tears fall. "Sir, please don't act impulsively. This is a family matter. Sister, say something. Dad was just worried about you and thought you shouldn't be at a bar. How could you hurt someone?"
Mu Yaohui immediately followed up, "Exactly! You're a college student—what are you doing at a bar? I scolded you a bit and now you're throwing a tantrum?!"
Mu Beiyin raised her head from Huo Shiqing's embrace. "A family matter? Is it a family matter when Dad forces me to sleep with President Chen and his men?"
The other patrons in the bar looked at Mu Yaohui in disbelief.
Was this really her biological father? Forcing his daughter to sleep with five or six old men—how could he do such a thing?
Mu Yaohui's face flushed red with anger. "Nonsense! It was you who took a liking to President Chen. You even— Pfft!"
Before he could finish, Huo Shiqing landed a fierce kick to Mu Yaohui's stomach. Mu Yaohui spat out a mouthful of blood, trembling all over. "You, you…"
Huo Shiqing swept a cold gaze across the room. "Get out."
The bar's security rushed forward and dragged Mu Yaohui and the others out.
Mu Qianrou had never been treated so roughly before—her clothes were torn, and she screamed hysterically, "What are you doing?! Why are you throwing me out?! Ah!"
Mu Yaohui was furious and unwilling to accept this. "How dare you! Do you know who I am?!"
The bar manager looked down on him from above and sneered, "I don't care who you are. Offending that gentleman… you're finished! Get them out!"
Mu Yaohui had never been so humiliated in his life. He wanted nothing more than to rush up and slap Mu Beiyin across the face. Rage caused his vision to blur. "Ungrateful daughter… jinx…"
Mu Qianrou cried and broke down as she ran into the car. "Wuwuwu… Dad, why is Sister treating me like this? Aren't we a family?"
Why? Why is Mu Beiyin so lucky?!
She couldn't accept it!
Gritting her teeth, Mu Qianrou suddenly thought of something. She took out her phone and snapped a few photos of Mu Beiyin.
She would make Mu Beiyin pay back today's humiliation a hundredfold!
...
Inside the bar, once all unrelated people had been kicked out, Huo Shiqing's breathing suddenly became heavy again.
Mu Beiyin felt the warmth of the embrace growing hotter, making her shiver. Then, to her surprise, Huo Shiqing lightly pressed a finger against her lips—not too soft, not too hard.
His gaze deepened, becoming thicker with emotion, fixed on the curve of her neck, like a wolf that had finally brought home his prey and was now studying where to sink his teeth.
That burning gaze seemed to take on a tangible form, gradually melting Mu Beiyin from the inside out.
Her body turned weak, her cheeks flushed, and as if sensing what was about to happen, she shook her head slightly.
"No… Huo Shiqing, this is a bar. There are so many people watching!"
The man paused and backed off slightly.
Mu Beiyin breathed a sigh of relief—but the next moment, he scooped her into his arms and turned into a dark hallway.
The voices gradually faded away, leaving only the faint light in the corridor. Mu Beiyin tried to remind him, "The exit isn't this way…"
Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly pushed against the wall, her head spinning. By the time she wanted to escape, it was already too late.
Huo Shiqing planted one hand firmly on her waist, trapping her in his embrace.
With his other hand, he lifted her chin, exerting absolute control, and kissed her without giving her a chance to refuse.
Mu Beiyin's pupils contracted sharply, her startled gasp swallowed between their lips.
She lost track of time before he finally ended the kiss, slowly pulling away, his voice hoarse: "Get in the car."
Her legs went weak, shame flooding over her. "No!"
But even if Huo Shiqing had been drugged, his strength far exceeded hers. She was almost powerless as he pushed her into the back seat.
The partition rose, turning the luxury car's backseat into a sealed space.
Panicked, Mu Beiyin cried out, "Huo Shiqing, you—you need to calm down!"
Sweat dripped from Huo Shiqing's temple; he seemed to be holding back as he easily restrained Mu Beiyin's hand above her head, breathing out hot air.
"Mrs. Huo, we are husband and wife."He—they are husband and wife. So what?Mu Beiyin's mind was in a haze, unable to make sense of anything. Her brain felt burning hot, as if she couldn't think at all.Huo Shiqing whispered soothingly, "Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon."
Afterwards, Mu Beiyin felt as if she had fallen into a nightmare, being tossed and turned repeatedly, her whole body aching.The man carried her out of the car and threw her back onto the bed...After that, she knew nothing more...
——
The next morning.Mu Beiyin was woken up by the alarm clock, her eyes snapping open. She habitually tried to get out of bed to wash up,but the soreness in her body made her fall back down.She stared blankly at the ceiling as her memories slowly returned, her cheeks flushing deeply.…Last night, Huo Shiqing actually…!She had never seen such an irrational side of him before. He kept saying, "It'll be over soon," yet she almost lost her voice crying while trying to run away, only to be carried back by him again.The more Mu Beiyin thought about it, the hotter her head felt.She hurriedly slapped her own head to stop the wild thoughts, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and got out of bed to wash.
When she reached the bathroom, she was surprised to find that her body had been cleaned.…At least he had some conscience.
She had classes at Ancheng University in the morning and dared not delay. Enduring the soreness, she walked downstairs, but her legs were weak at the roots. She twisted her ankle and was about to fall down the stairs—"Mrs. Huo, you really plan to go to class like this?"Huo Shiqing caught her, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Shall I ask for a day off for you?"
The warmth on Mu Beiyin's cheeks that had just subsided flared up again.She had already taken a day off last time, and now again?Was she really going to have to take two 'sick' days off because of this?
Mu Beiyin struggled to speak, filled with shame and anger, "No… I have to go to class!"Seeing her face so flushed, Huo Shiqing suddenly let out a low chuckle.