Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 143 - 143 143 Rescuing Xu Rongfei


143: Chapter 143: Rescuing Xu Rongfei 143: Chapter 143: Rescuing Xu Rongfei “Don’t give me these noble excuses—curing your body?


Ha, did you undress for him to ‘treat’ you?”


Fu Ziming’s originally somber face turned utterly livid and fierce as he suddenly stood up and, with a slight wave of his hand, commanded, “Hold that wretched woman’s hands down!”


At his command, Fu Ziming’s cronies immediately acted, firmly pressing Xu Rongfei’s hands onto the desk, forcing her to lean forward in an extremely awkward position.


“Ha, Xu Rongfei, we’ve been married for quite a few years now, haven’t we?


All these years, you have no idea how good I’ve been to you!”


Fu Ziming approached Xu Rongfei slowly and continued, “All these years, I’ve never even touched a finger of yours,


every time I wanted to get intimate with you, you’d complain about not feeling well.


It’s been years of that.


Now, what have I gained!”


Fu Ziming’s face became completely horrific as he fiercely gripped Xu Rongfei’s shoulders and sneered, “But ever since you saw Ning Fan, you clung to him like a slut.


Well, I won’t wait any longer!”


“If you say you have no ties with Ning Fan, then prove it to me!”


Fu Ziming’s lips curled into a cold smirk as he held Xu Rongfei’s waist and said coldly.


“How do I prove it?


Fu Ziming, let go of me!”


Xu Rongfei was shocked, feeling the pressure from Fu Ziming’s hand behind her, in front of so many people, was utterly embarrassing.


However, her struggles were futile under the control of Fu Ziming’s cronies.


“How to prove it?


If you and that brat Ning Fan aren’t having an affair, our conjugal act should certainly leave a mark, right?


This will be the proof, haha!”


Fu Ziming laughed loudly, hurriedly unbuckling his belt, grabbing Xu Rongfei’s waist, and attempting to consummate their marriage right there in full view!


“Fu Ziming, you pervert, let go of me, I really have nothing to do with Ning Fan.”


Xu Rongfei desperately tried to explain, but under Fu Ziming’s strong control, her words were weak and ineffective; tears streamed down her cheeks like a stringless kite.


She had married Fu Ziming years ago because of his family background.


However, she soon realized that he was just a wastrel living off his family’s residual wealth.


Over the years, Xu Rongfei’s life was filled with oppressive greyness, taking each day as it came, seeing no future.


Until Ning Fan appeared, reigniting Xu Rongfei’s hopes for life.


But now, that hope was about to shatter!


Xu Rongfei closed her eyes in despair, letting her tears fall.


Just as Fu Ziming was panting heavily, ready to rip open Xu Rongfei’s clothing,


“Bang!”


A loud noise burst—a tremendous force directly smashed open the locked office door, hitting the two cronies.


“Ah!”


The two cronies cried in pain and, no longer able to hold Xu Rongfei’s hands.


Fu Ziming had not yet reacted when he saw a shadow flash by, and the previously desk-bound Xu Rongfei had vanished.


When he looked up, he saw her trembling in Ning Fan’s arms.


“Ning Fan, you finally came.


Fu Ziming, that beast, he wanted to…”


Out of shame, Xu Rongfei couldn’t bring herself to finish her sentence.


Instead, she buried her head in Ning Fan’s chest and sobbed uncontrollably.


Ning Fan slightly furrowed his brows and glared coldly at Fu Ziming opposite him, his voice stern, “Forcing a woman to do what she doesn’t want to do, Fu Ziming, where is your shame?”


“How I treat my wife is none of your damn business, boy!”


Fu Ziming thundered, pointing at Xu Rongfei, “Good for you, Xu Rongfei, still daring to say there’s nothing between you and Ning Fan.


Boy, you came here today looking for death!”


“Get them, kill them or cripple them, I’ll take responsibility!”


Fu Ziming’s face twisted ferociously as he bellowed and waved his hand grandly.


The underlings behind him had been restless ever since Ning Fan made his aggressive entrance, and at the sound of Fu Ziming’s call, they shouted in unison and charged at Ning Fan.


“Rongfei, stay behind me first, I’ll talk to you after I deal with this trash.”


Ning Fan gently patted Xu Rongfei’s shoulder, signaling her to move back.


For some reason, despite the numerous and fierce-looking men around Fu Ziming, hearing Ning Fan’s calm voice filled Xu Rongfei with a sense of security.


She nodded softly and stepped back.


“Hmph, a bunch of nobodies!”


Ning Fan’s eyes gradually grew colder.


The act of so many men ganging up on a defenseless woman crossed his line, and he had no intention of holding back!


“Bang!”


The first thug to rush up was met with a heavy punch from Ning Fan, breaking his arm bone.


“Slap!”


With a thunderous slap, another thug was sent flying several meters, crashing into several others who were charging forward.


Fu Ziming’s office was not small, but it had become quite crowded with so many people.


Combined with Ning Fan’s agile movement technique, the thugs in the front couldn’t even grab the hem of his clothes.


In just a few movements, Ning Fan had already knocked down more than half of the people in the office!


By now, Fu Ziming had completely lost his mind.


He scrambled at a drawer, pulled out a revolver, and pointed it directly at Ning Fan’s head, his face twisted into a deranged smirk, “Shoot, why don’t you?


You think you’re so tough, let’s see if your skills are faster than my bullets!”


“Fu Ziming, have you gone mad?


Aren’t you afraid of rotting in prison?”


Seeing Fu Ziming pointing the gun at Ning Fan’s head, Xu Rongfei’s face drained of color as she screamed in terror.


Ning Fan scoffed lightly, glanced up at Fu Ziming, and stepped on the hand of a thug trying to get up, eliciting another scream of pain.


“Just you?”


Ning Fan said coldly, kicking away the screaming thug at his feet and taking big strides toward Fu Ziming.


He grabbed the revolver in his hand, pressed it against his own head, and scoffed, “Right here, fire!”


“You’re insane, you’re a lunatic!”


The hand holding the gun trembled violently as Fu Ziming’s emotions teetered on the edge of control.


He yelled at Ning Fan, “Don’t push me; you think I won’t dare?


Believe it or not, I’ll blow your head off, you damn nuisance!”


Fu Ziming was utterly infuriated.


Not only had this kid messed around with his wife, but he was also so arrogantly impudent!