Huang Tianli looked them up and down, asking Ou Xueman, “You two are doing well, holding hands so quickly?”
This made Ou Xueman’s temper flare, “You think I want to? Being with him is like having the worst luck in eight lifetimes.” She dramatically pulled off the jacket covering their handcuffed hands, “I don’t want to hold hands, but I’m forced to be dragged around.”
Owen laughed understandingly, “Alright, let’s go inside. I’m thirsty. I hope their coffee isn’t too terrible.”
They continued walking hand in hand into the police station, with the police officers behind them. The officers were stunned by their casual approach, as if entering a familiar home.
The police station was filled with cries and complaints. Many were nursing bruises and complaining to the officers. Ou Xueman recognized several women as Di Xihuang’s former partners, who rushed towards him, crying and lamenting their misfortunes.
Listening carefully, Ou Xueman understood why Owen and Huang Tianli were here. The bruised men pointed at them angrily, their eyes filled with rage.
As the situation escalated, the officers took the four of them to a separate interrogation room.
Di Xihuang coolly told the officers, “We have the right to remain silent until our lawyer arrives.” His statement left the officers speechless, and a phone call from higher-ups instructed them not to harass the group.
Once alone, Huang Tianli pressed, “What exactly happened? What did this playboy drag you into to end up at the police station?”
Ou Xueman slammed a disposable cup on the table, pointing at Di Xihuang’s nose. “I’m telling you, he’s definitely my bad luck charm. I never have a good day with him.”
Di Xihuang remained silent, sipping his coffee.
Ou Xueman continued her animated explanation about their evening at the mountaintop, the barbecue, and the unexpected fight, with the others listening intently and occasionally laughing.
Huang Tianli smiled, suddenly hugging Owen’s hand and clinging intimately. “I didn’t expect him to be so impressive, but,” she stood up with an unfinished look, “I’m not a pushover either. I was the pitcher of our softball team.”
Ou Xueman realized where the fruit juice and pulp on those women’s heads came from. “You threw fruit at them?”
“What else could I do? I had those things on hand, and I never miss, haha…”
Meanwhile, the two men watched them with tender gazes. Although still in the police station, love was quietly sprouting in their hearts despite the arduous journey ahead.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a voice dripping with mockery called out, “Hey, old classmate, changed your ways? Not chasing girls anymore, but fighting instead?” Li Minji entered, his roguish laugh accompanying him.
Di Xihuang ignored the teasing, a hint of coldness flickering across his face. “The annual taxes paid by the Di family can be described as astronomical. And you public servants supported by taxpayers, is this the efficiency you’re giving back?”
Li Minji’s smile froze, becoming stiff and silent.
Finally, he charged directly at Di Xihuang, coming within half a finger’s distance. Truly worthy of being the top from the Flying Tiger team, he earned applause from Ou Xueman and others.
“You’re going too far. When they heard you were in trouble, they rushed over, and you’re talking to them like this? You’re heartless…” Li Minji unleashed a torrent of words, his spittle dangerously close to Di Xihuang’s face, prompting Ou Xueman to hand him a tissue.
After Li Minji’s twenty-minute outburst, things calmed down. Abruptly, he shifted from teary-eyed to smiling, holding Ou Xueman’s hands and wanting to kiss her hand. “Beautiful lady, I didn’t expect us to be so fated. Last time, I didn’t even introduce myself. I’m…”
Before he could finish, he noticed she had disappeared. With a banana in hand, he pouted, mumbling, “So petty, just a touch… won’t lose any meat.”
Ou Xueman, stunned by Li Minji’s personality, found herself sitting in Di Xihuang’s embrace, their bodies fitting together as if they were missing parts of each other.
It made her recall those nightmare-like nights when he had seduced and tormented her, a blush spreading across her face.
“What’s wrong? Why is your face so red?” His soft voice whispered in her ear, carrying his warm breath, tempting her heart and making her body tremble.
Trying to look angry, she pinched his hand, making him inhale sharply in pain. But Di Xihuang seemed unwilling to let her go. “I was saving you from a wolf’s kiss.”
Ou Xueman narrowed her eyes, “I didn’t see a wolf’s kiss, but I did see two grabby hands.”
A gentle and indulgent smile played on his lips, his nose tip lightly brushing her cheek, creating an intimate atmosphere.
“Hey, if you want to talk love, don’t do it in front of me. It’s very stimulating for this bachelor,” Li Minji complained.
Owen and Huang Tianli looked completely dazed.
“Who’s talking love with him? I don’t want to be charged with interfering with marriage and family,” Ou Xueman said while trying to get off his lap.
During her struggle, Di Xihuang’s expression suddenly changed, his voice hoarse and filled with sensuality, “Move again, and I’ll truly become a wolf.”
Ou Xueman stiffened, not daring to move, not because of his words, but because of the sudden hardness pressing against her.
At this moment, Ou Xueman was about to grind her teeth, glaring at the man suppressing his pain. “You’re truly a hormone-driven stallion.”
Di Xihuang buried his face in her neck and whispered, “If we could always get along like this, wouldn’t that be nice?”
Forever? Ou Xueman felt melancholic; it was such a distant promise. “As long as you keep your distance from me, we’ll be peaceful forever.”
He lifted his head, sadness in his eyes. “Chen Zhensheng has an incomparable gentleness. Though he seems a bit wooden, he’s sincere and hardworking. But without status or wealth, most women would choose me over him, right? But you’re not an ordinary woman.”
Ou Xueman replied indifferently, “Not everyone wants to be the center of attention like you.”
“I understand. You want a simple peace. I just want to tell you, I can give you that too…” Di Xihuang’s confession was suddenly interrupted when she stood up.
“Mr. Di, I have no interest in playing your love hunting game,” Ou Xueman said coldly.
Without her in his embrace, it felt empty.
He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to hide the hurt in his eyes, and whispered, “A game? Is that what you’ve always thought?”
Ou Xueman did not reply, turning her head away. She noticed three people who looked shocked, with Li Minji’s banana almost falling from his mouth, his eyes wide open.
Beyond her line of sight, a hateful gaze watched her through the door crack, creating a dangerous atmosphere.
Di Xihuang suddenly stood up, his voice cold and harsh, “Can we leave now?”
This awakened the three individuals. Li Minji stammered, “Your lawyer has… processed the formalities.”
“Let’s go.” Like an emperor’s decree, everyone stood and left.
Di Xihuang approached Ou Wen, “Starting tomorrow, I don’t want any personal news about me in the media. Within a week, make Hengtong Trading a historical footnote.”
Ou Wen was stunned; Di Xihuang was not someone who used his power without reason.
Di Xihuang glanced at Ou Wen, “At the barbecue site, Lin Guanyi drugged Xueman’s drink while she was away.”
Ou Wen’s eyes flashed with a dangerous light, “Understood.” Now he knew why Di Xihuang had acted against those scoundrels.
Just as they were about to reach the door, Huang Tianli and Ou Xueman almost got hit by a suddenly opened door. Fortunately, Xihuang and Ou Wen’s quick reflexes pulled them back.
“Xihuang, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”
