"I’m Li Long. What on earth do you want to do?" Li Long, showing a hint of understanding in his eyes, noticed the extraordinary background of the man and didn’t dare to speak arrogantly. Inwardly, he speculated about the man’s identity. "You’re the right person." Two men in black came in from outside, their gaze steady, exuding a chilling aura as they quickly walked past and took Li Long into custody. Li Long struggled but failed to break free. He couldn’t help shouting, "What are you doing? I’m the CEO of a real estate company, a person with social status. You’re breaking the law. I’m going to call the police and get you arrested..." Pei Qinghan glanced at him with a cool gaze, "Li Long, do you remember Guo Wei?" Li Long paused, "Guo... Wei...?" "That’s right, your sworn brother Guo Wei. He was supposed to be a contractor but eloped with the funds. So, where do you think he could have run off to?" Li Long’s eyes flickered slightly: "How would I know?" Pei Qinghan smiled, "Don’t know? Soon, you will." The two men in black hustled the shouting Li Long out of the banquet hall quickly. This scene made everyone click their tongues—in broad daylight, someone was brazenly taken away like that... This Master Pei truly was as rumored, wielding immense power, arrogant and domineering... It was said that not even the police could touch him; he was the Local Tyrant of Jiangzhou. Here was Li Long, a well-known real estate CEO, and yet he was taken away by Master Pei in just a few sentences—more powerful than the police. Bai Xiangxiang was inwardly shocked. So, his agreement to accompany her wasn’t because of her influence, but because he used her as a pretext for his own agenda... The more she thought of his ruthless demeanor just now, the uneasier she felt—the closer she got, the more unfathomable this man seemed. For a while, many people looked at Pei Qinghan with a bit of fear, deeming him a man not to be trifled with, and therefore they treated Bai Xiangxiang with much more respect. The woman who was harassed by Li Long saw that Pei Qinghan was about to leave and quickly stepped forward, expressing in a delicate and tender voice, "Master Pei, you are my savior. Please allow me to repay you." Her subtext was clear—she was offering herself up. Bai Xiangxiang’s expression soured by a few shades. How dare she! Was my man, Bai Xiangxiang’s, someone you could covet just like that? "Miss, Qinghan was merely lending a hand, you shouldn’t concern yourself with it." Bai Xiangxiang walked over and naturally took Pei Qinghan’s arm, smiling lightly at the woman. It was a silent proclamation. The woman arrogantly puffed out her chest, glancing disdainfully at Bai Xiangxiang’s flat bosom and curling her lips. Bai Xiangxiang’s smile stiffened slightly. Pei Qinghan hadn’t looked at either of them. Having dealt with the matter, he couldn’t be bothered to stay any longer. In the corner, Yun Ya eyed the unfolding scene and said to Yan Song, "We’ve seen enough of the excitement. I’ll say goodbye and then we’ll leave." Yan Song nodded, "Sure." Read complete version only at noⅴelfire.net He watched Yun Ya walk toward Lin Sili. Suddenly, the lights brightened, causing Yan Song to squint at the harsh glare. He looked up at the massive chandelier overhead, and for some reason, a sense of unease flickered through his heart. Yun Ya made his way through the crowd, slowly heading towards Lin Sili. Lin Sili was standing right under the chandelier, whispering something to a maid. Yan Song’s gaze remained fixed on Yun Ya as the light grew more and more blinding, illuminating the banquet hall. Yan Song suddenly stood up. Just then, disaster struck— The chandelier suddenly plummeted, heading straight for Lin Sili and Yun Ya. The massive size of the chandelier meant certain death or serious injury if it hit them. Yan Song’s eyes bulged. Without a second thought, he darted toward Yun Ya. "Ah...." The sudden event made many people in the venue scream, quickly scattering to avoid it. Yun Ya, seeing the rapidly falling chandelier overhead, in a critical moment, pushed the stunned Lin Sili with all her might, shoving her out of the chandelier’s path. However, it was too late for her to escape... Yan Song was blocked by a few screaming women. A surge of ferocity overwhelmed him. Without thinking, he kicked aside the women in his path. With his speed, it was simply too late. His eyes were nearly splitting in agony: "No...." However, a hand shot out from an angle, gripping Yun Ya’s waist tightly, pulling her out with such force that Yun Ya stumbled and crashed hard into his chest. A familiar scent hit her; stunned, Yun Ya paused. The next moment, she was rolled to the ground in the man’s arms, catching glimpses in the scattered light of the man’s tightly drawn lips, his suppressed groan, and that handsome, furrowed brow—all too familiar from the deep recesses of her memory...