At this moment.
Gao Min and Deng Zheyan were surrounded by over a dozen thugs.
For Gao Min, escaping alone wouldn’t have been difficult—despite the numbers, she could have easily broken free.
But with Deng Zheyan dragging her down, she had no choice but to abandon the idea of fleeing. After all, she was a police officer.
"Run! Go on, try running now!"
"Little miss, weren’t you so tough earlier? Let’s see how well you handle all of us."
Gao Min: "I’ve already called the police."
Yu Fei burst out laughing at her words and, right in front of her, made a call.
"Hey, Captain Zhang, just checking—did you guys get a report earlier? Yeah, yeah, just messing around with some friends. I know, don’t worry, nothing serious..."
After a brief exchange, he hung up and waved his phone smugly, his message crystal clear.
Even if you called the police, so what? One call from me, and it’s handled.
"You let the woman I wanted get away. Today, you’re staying with me!"
"Miss Gao, what do we do now?" Deng Zheyan eyed the gang of thugs nervously, his legs feeling like lead. Running wasn’t even an option.
"When I start fighting, find a chance to run," Gao Min said.
"Okay—" Deng Zheyan almost agreed instinctively but quickly corrected himself. "I’d rather die than leave you, Miss Gao. Don’t worry, as long as they don’t kill me, I won’t let them lay a finger on you."
He even struck a dramatic, defiant pose.
Gao Min was speechless. She almost slapped him. If not for him slowing her down earlier, she’d have been long gone.
"Just worry about yourself," she muttered, shifting into a fighting stance.
Yu Fei smirked and raised his hand. "Get them!"
The moment the words left his mouth—
Vroom!
A black Mercedes pulled up abruptly by the roadside, drawing everyone’s attention.
The door opened, and a cold-faced young man stepped out first, then respectfully opened the rear door.
Out stepped a slender figure in a black suit, her presence commanding and her expression icy as she surveyed the scene.
"Who’s that girl?"
"Isn’t that Liu Yutong?"
"The campus belle from Finance University? Damn, in that outfit, she looks like some mafia princess."
"Finance University’s top beauty—lives up to the hype. That aura is unreal."
Yu Fei’s usual lecherous gaze dimmed slightly as the girl in the black suit approached.
This woman was nothing like the ones he’d played with before. Her looks, her poise, her figure—all flawless. And she was exactly his type. If he could get his hands on her...
No. He had to have her. No woman he set his sights on ever escaped.
"Liu Yutong?!"
Deng Zheyan, still trapped in the circle of thugs, stiffened at the name.
"No way..."
"Same name, just a coincidence. Has to be..."
Back in Wushui County, this woman had tormented him twice. Just hearing her name now sent chills down his spine.
Worse, he knew something the others didn’t—Liu Yutong had blood on her hands. She’d even eaten human flesh. A demon in a beauty’s skin.
Praying silently, he turned his head slowly.
The moment he saw that familiar face, his heart sank.
His first thought? She was here for him.
To this day, he had no idea what he’d done to deserve her hatred. Aside from that restaurant incident, there was no grudge. Yet every time she looked at him, it felt like she wanted to chop him into pieces.
Luckily, this time, she seemed to ignore him entirely. He exhaled in relief.
Liu Yutong stopped in front of the thugs and demanded coldly, "Where’s my friend?"
Yu Fei grinned. "Looking for her? Be my woman for a night, and I’ll let her go."
"Heh, our Yu knows how to treat a lady right."
"That tiny waist looks fun—wonder if it’d snap when he—"
The gang burst into crude laughter.
Deng Zheyan watched their brazen taunts with pity.
You’re digging your own graves, idiots. Better have 300-500k ready to settle this.
Liu Yutong’s eyes darkened. Just as she was about to signal Yun Cheng to act, a voice cut through the noise.
"Ahhh!!! YUTONG!!!"
A girl darted out from behind a tree, waving frantically before sprinting over.
Li Xiaohui, eyes sparkling with excitement, circled Liu Yutong, even tugging at her sleeve to check if she was real.
"This outfit is SO cool!!"
"Are you really my bestie Liu Yutong? Or did some evil spirit possess you?"
Liu Yutong: "......"
"What do you think?"
"It can’t be... Are you really the boss of Wanlong Hui?"
Even after confirming her roommate—the quiet, studious, gentle girl—was the infamous gang leader, Li Xiaohui still couldn’t believe it.
Like a dream.
"Wanlong Hui? It’s a legitimate company," Liu Yutong said flatly.
"Right, right!" Li Xiaohui clung to her arm. "Gotta keep it low-key on the mainland. Don’t worry, I won’t tell! Yutong—no, Boss—take me under your wing! I’ll be obedient!"
Liu Yutong: "......"
"Why did they call me? Where’s your phone?" She changed the subject.
Li Xiaohui quickly recounted the events at the internet café, including the short-haired girl who’d saved her.
Liu Yutong’s gaze shifted to Gao Min, who stood alert. Recognizing her face, Liu Yutong paused.
What a coincidence. It was her.
Though this was their first meeting, Liu Yutong felt an inexplicable warmth toward the girl rumored to be the true heir of the Yi Lian Society.
It wasn’t just because of the past life she knew—there was something else, something intangible.
Yun Cheng noticed Gao Min too. His eyes lingered, a flicker of emotion hidden beneath his calm.
Moreover, he noticed that Gao Min bore a striking resemblance to the young mistress Liu Yutong. If Gao Min were to grow her hair long, the similarity between them would be even more pronounced.
