Beiming Xue's heart was in turmoil: Oh my God, what just happened? Why did Wang Yan completely change as soon as he put on a new outfit? Moments ago, he was just a country bumpkin in plain clothes; how did he suddenly become a tall, wealthy, and handsome man!
Beiming Xue took a few steps and rushed in front of Wang Yan, almost throwing herself into his arms. She lifted her face and stared intently at Wang Yan, scrutinizing him without blinking.
"Yes, it really is Wang Yan!!"
Beiming Xue's heart was racing non-stop, her delicate face flushed slightly.
"Found a treasure, found a treasure."
For some reason, this thought suddenly surged in the usually reserved Beiming Xue's mind.
"Grab him; don't let him get away."
Beiming Xue grabbed Wang Yan's suit jacket tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.
Wang Yan felt a bit awkward under Beiming Xue's gaze and wanted to step back, but with his suit held tightly by Beiming Xue, he couldn't even take a step back.
Just then, a hurried voice was heard from outside the door: "Miss, you're here. Finally found you."
Hearing this, Beiming Xue snapped out of her excitement and turned her head to see two men in black suits rushing in from the door.
Beiming Xue recognized these two suited men as her family's bodyguards.
The two bodyguards were momentarily stunned, seeing the usually cold Beiming Xue sticking to a young man.
Especially when they saw Wang Yan in his well-tailored suit, looking cultured and refined, they immediately assumed he was a playboy.
These two bodyguards, both former special forces, had the greatest disdain for playboys who only knew how to indulge in pleasure.
However, there was an urgent matter at hand, so the two bodyguards merely gave Wang Yan a cold glance before walking up to Beiming Xue, anxiously saying, "Miss, something bad has happened, Elder Ming has fallen ill."
As soon as she heard that Elder Ming had fallen ill, Beiming Xue rushed from Wang Yan's side to the two bodyguards, her face filled with worry and urgency: "How's my grandfather? How did he suddenly fall ill?"
The two bodyguards said, "Miss hasn't returned all day, and Elder Ming was already very worried. Then Mr. Xiahou Que suddenly visited, saying he saw you seemingly being forced into a car by a few thugs, making Elder Ming panic and fall ill. He's remained unconscious ever since. The family is in chaos now; Miss, you must hurry back."
Hearing this, Beiming Xue became frantic and hastily said, "Let's go, let's go."
However, after taking two steps, Beiming Xue suddenly turned back and said to Wang Yan, "Come with me."
The two bodyguards frowned and advised, "Miss, bringing a man home at this time might not be appropriate."
Beiming Xue retorted angrily, "What's inappropriate about it? If Xiahou Que can go to my house, why can't Wang Yan?"
Upon hearing this, the two bodyguards let out a wry smile and said, "But Mr. Xiahou Que is engaged to you as a child bride."
Without this mention, Beiming Xue wasn't particularly upset. Hearing the words "child bride," her face turned red with anger, and she shouted, "I don't recognize this engagement; I have nothing to do with him."
Saying this, Beiming Xue turned around, grabbed Wang Yan's arm, and pleaded pitifully, "Wang Yan, could you accompany me home? You must help me this time! I still need to help you stand on top of the world!"
Beiming Xue's bright eyes widened, shimmering with crystal clarity, and her rosy little mouth pouted, looking utterly enchanting.
Wang Yan suddenly felt as if a current ran through his heart, giving him a tingling sensation all over.
Wang Yan involuntarily swallowed hard, thinking: Demon Art! It's surely some Demon Art!
Even though Wang Yan convinced himself Beiming Xue might be using Demon Art, he couldn't help but nod.
Seeing this, Beiming Xue was overjoyed and quickly pulled Wang Yan, running outside.
The two bodyguards saw Beiming Xue calling him "brother" and acting all pitiful, leaving them dumbfounded.
Is this still the cold-as-ice young lady of the Beiming Family, famous throughout Wanghai City?
At the same time, the two bodyguards couldn't help but reevaluate Wang Yan, being truly perplexed by what this playboy had done to attract their young lady.
However, this thought only flashed in their minds for an instant before they immediately followed her out.
Outside, a Rolls-Royce was already parked. The four of them got into the car and sped away like the wind.
Just a few miles from there was a luxurious villa. Inside and outside the villa stood countless people, all with solemn expressions as if they were facing a great enemy.
Elder Beiming, the head of the Beiming Family, falling into a coma—this was grave news that could shake the entire Wanghai City.
Inside one of the rooms in the villa, there was a hospital bed.
An unconscious old man lay on the bed, covered with medical instruments, as a blond foreign doctor in a white coat was carefully examining him.
Around the bed stood a dozen well-dressed individuals, all wearing worried expressions, watching the doctor's every move.
A man whose face closely resembled that of the elderly man on the bed kept saying to the foreign doctor, "Dr. Smith, you have to figure something out. I'm entrusting my father to you."
The unconscious old man was none other than the leader of the Beiming Family, Elder Beiming. And the speaker was Elder Beiming's son, Beiming Xue's father, Beiming Bufan.
At this moment, standing next to Beiming Bufan, a young man with a sharp face tried to comfort him repeatedly, "Mr. Beiming, don't worry, Dr. Smith is the best Western doctor in Wanghai City, Elder Ming will be fine. As for Xue'er, leave it to me. I will definitely bring her back."
Though this young man was consoling Beiming Bufan, it was evident that he wasn't really concerned about Elder Beiming's condition; in fact, there was even a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
This was Xiahou Que, the man arranged to marry Beiming Xue in childhood.
Beiming Bufan, of course, understood Xiahou Que's intentions. The Beiming Family and the Xiahou Family were both prestigious families in Wanghai City, commercial leaders. If anything happened to Elder Beiming, the Xiahou Family would naturally seize a larger market share.
At this, Beiming Bufan said calmly, "Thank you, Xiahou, for informing me about Beiming Xue's disappearance."
By this, he meant that if Xiahou Que hadn't brought the bad news about Beiming Xue, Elder Beiming wouldn't have fallen ill.
Xiahou Que, with his sharp face and wandering triangular eyes, did not seem to notice the underlying sarcasm in Beiming Bufan's words and laughed, "Uncle, there's no need to be so formal with me. Beiming Xue is my betrothed; of course, I'm more anxious than anyone since she is missing. Rest assured, I will find a way to bring her back."
As Xiahou Que continued his endless chatter, suddenly someone walked in from outside and approached the three of them.
This person, dressed in a black suit, should be a bodyguard of the Beiming Family. However, this bodyguard was exceptionally strong, with piercing eyes and an aura of menace.
Seeing this person coming in, Beiming Bufan asked nervously, "Lone Wolf, is there any news about Xue'er?"
The man called Lone Wolf replied, "The young lady has been found, safe and sound, but..."
Hearing the first part, Beiming Bufan's face lit up with joy, but upon hearing the word "but," he grew nervous again and asked, "But what?"
Lone Wolf responded, "But, the young lady came back with a man, and they seem very close."
Upon hearing this, Beiming Bufan appeared relieved and said, "It's good that she's back. Lone Wolf, as the lead bodyguard, you did well. I'll make sure to reward you later."
Lone Wolf's expression remained unchanged; he merely nodded and said, "Thank you."
Listening to this, Xiahou Que's face changed, instantly clenching his teeth in anger.
How could he tolerate his fiancée being affectionate with another man?
Turning around, Xiahou Que stormed out from the room.
Lone Wolf immediately followed Xiahou Que out and grabbed him in the yard.
Turning around and seeing it was Lone Wolf, Xiahou Que shouted angrily, "Are you planning to side with that outsider?"
Lone Wolf said, "Mr. Xiahou, with the close ties between the Xiahou and Beiming families, how could I possibly help an outsider?"
Xiahou Que asked, "Then what do you mean?"
Lone Wolf smiled slightly without saying a word, just glanced at a corner of the house.
Following Lone Wolf's gaze, Xiahou Que saw a giant iron cage in a corner of the villa, where more than a dozen massive Tibetan mastiffs were confined.
Although these mastiffs were dogs, they were the size of lions.
Realizing this, Xiahou Que finally understood and laughed, "These mastiffs are trained to attack strangers. I get it now. Hahaha, soon I'll have that outsider bitten to death by dogs."
Just as he was speaking, the sound of a car was heard outside the door, and then Beiming Xue entered the yard holding Wang Yan's hand.
With a sinister glint in his eyes, Xiahou Que went to the side of the iron cage, glared coldly at Wang Yan, and opened the cage door.
The dozen or so Tibetan mastiffs, having seen a stranger, were already restless, and as the gate swung open, they immediately dashed out of the cage, pouncing toward Wang Yan.
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