A lazy voice sounded, "Don't try, I'm already her fiancé."
"You..." Wang Daoxi turned his head and saw a lazy smile on a face that had a hint of a devil-may-care attitude. Realizing something, his face fell, "It's you?"
"That's right."
"Then you'll die for me!" Wang Daoxi shouted angrily, throwing a punch heavily towards Yang Tian's face, but it was swiftly caught by Yang Tian. Yang Tian glanced at Wang Daoxi's pale face. It was quite fair, but it was obvious this was a dissipated man. Yang Tian gently squeezed with force.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bones cracking rang out. Wang Daoxi's fist was crushed, causing him to scream in agony like a slaughtered pig. He desperately shook his wrist and roared, lunging forward, but before he got close to Yang Tian, he was kicked away with a beautiful arc, crashing hard against the opposite wall.
Yang Tian clapped his hands and came before Guo Jing, "Honey, I'm back."
"You..."
Guo Jing wanted to curse Yang Tian but seeing him defeat Wang Daoxi so quickly was surprising. Could it be that Yang Tian was really as powerful as Dad said, even the Devil feared him?
Footsteps sounded, and two bodyguards rushed in from outside. Seeing Wang Daoxi collapsed by the wall, their expressions changed and they lunged at Yang Tian. The left guard attacked swiftly, punching towards Yang Tian's head. Yang Tian sidestepped the attack, grabbed the guard's wrist, pulled it forward, and then threw a punch under the guard's elbow, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Damn, you stink! How many days haven't you brushed your teeth?"
Yang Tian punched the guard in the mouth, breaking several bloody teeth. Seeing the guard was still relentless, trying to turn the tables, Yang Tian grabbed the guard's head with both hands, pushed down, and kneed him hard in the abdomen. There was a muffled bang as the knee struck him, sending the guard flying.
"You..."
The remaining guard turned pale.
Yang Tian smiled coldly, dashed in with a straight punch to the guard's face, rendering him dizzy. Yang Tian shook his head, thinking, just one punch and this domestic guard couldn't handle it? What trash! Yang Tian punched the guard's jaw with a dull thud, and the guard collapsed to the ground.
"What trash!"
The jaw connects to the central nervous system; attacking here often causes fainting. In boxing, fighters love targeting this spot for brief dizziness to gain points.
"This... That was too fast, wasn't it?" Guo Jing watched in astonishment.
Her fiancé was remarkably strong, eliminating the two bodyguards so swiftly. Was he truly more formidable than the Devil, as Dad said? Wait, my fiancé? Heck no, I never acknowledged him! Even with a contract, I won't admit it. He's just a lecher!
"Honey, how should we handle them?"
"Whatever you want, just don't let them reveal our affair!" Guo Jing's face was determined. She wouldn't let the East Sea know what happened last night. Tricked by her father, someone who treasures reputation like her life couldn't let others know Yang Tian was her fiancé. This led her to sign a marriage contract with Yang Tian, both to reassure and intimidate him into silence.
Just then, a sudden ring echoed.
Guo Jing glanced, it was her rival Wu Yue calling.
Both she and Wu Yue were among the four great beauty CEOs of East Sea, knowing each other since kindergarten and harboring animosity. Ever since elementary school, they competed relentlessly — over grades, awards, school beauties, degrees, success. According to Guo Jing, she would trample Wu Yue even in death. Seeing Wu Yue's call, she frowned and glanced at the feebly moaning Wang Daoxi, full of suspicion: Did Wu Yue send Wang Daoxi? Does Wu Yue already know about Yang Tian and me?
She hurriedly answered the phone.
A clear, ringing voice sounded, "Hey, Miss Guo, how's your morning sleep??"
"I'll spit saltwater at you till you drown!"
"Haha, Miss Guo, I've competed with you since childhood. Anything you have, I must have too. But now, guess what, I'm no longer competing with you, and guess what else, it's because I'm being forced into marriage." The voice on the other end was filled with laughter but entirely thorny.
Guo Jing's expression turned cold as she sneered, "Miss Yang, my business is none of your concern. Some things are more important than life, and if I lose them, I'd rather die! But right now, I don't feel like dying..."
"You're still pretending. I have the evidence! Just wait..." On the other end, Wu Yue hung up and instructed the driver, "Biao, start driving."
The Rolls-Royce smoothly drove forward. This limited edition car only had three worldwide — one with Hollywood star Li, one with soccer prodigy C Luo, and the last one with her. While it cost millions, to Wu Yue it was nothing — according to her, buying a few bags could get her this car.
Wu Yue, Chairman of Yuele Group.
One of the top twenty female entrepreneurs on the Forbes China Rich List.
A female academic prodigy who completed her undergraduate degree at Peking University by age eighteen and took less than two years to earn her master's and doctorate from Harvard.
A film goddess who entered the film industry at age twenty-three as a rookie, became famous nationwide with just one movie, but quickly retired, leaving countless fans longing for her return.
All her achievements today are because of one person, Guo Jing.
Because of Guo Jing, she became an academic prodigy.
Because of Guo Jing, she became a goddess.
Because of Guo Jing, she became a wealthy woman.
If Guo Jing is the coldest among the four great beauty CEOs of the East Sea, then Wu Yue is the hottest, the two women existing like irreconcilable fire and water.
"Guo Jing, oh Guo Jing, how could I not know about your affairs?" With a smile in her eyes, Wu Yue's phone suddenly rang at an inopportune moment. She looked at it and saw it was her mother calling. Rubbing her aching forehead, she answered the phone and heard an anxious voice coming through: "Yueyue, stop delaying, you're already twenty-four. At your age, I had already given birth to your sister. If you don't bring a boyfriend home soon, relatives and friends will say something's wrong with you, that you can't find a boyfriend..."
Another push for marriage!
Wu Yue felt a headache coming on.
"Yueyue, Mrs. Huang from across the street keeps bragging about how cute her grandson is every day. When will you give your old mom a grandson? Your dad loves saving face and tells others you're the richest woman in East Sea, the pride of our neighborhood, but when people say he's been bragging because he hasn't been seen holding a grandchild, they say he's just boasting. Yueyue, when will you bring home a boyfriend and give us a chubby, fair grandson?"
The pressure is high, very high!
Wu Yue rubbed her aching forehead.
"Yueyue, your dad's been suffering from insomnia lately, can't sleep at night, and ends up sitting alone in the yard playing chess. I took him to see a psychologist, got him medication, it worked for a few days, but now it's worse. Just thinking about you wandering in the East Sea for so many years without bringing back a boyfriend pains him, makes him sleepless, unhappy all day, even the neighbors think he's gone mad. Yueyue, I'm begging you, please bring a boyfriend home."
Sigh.
Wu Yue took a deep breath and then said calmly, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely bring a boyfriend home this year!"
"Really?" The voice on the other end sounded excited.
"Really!" Wu Yue nodded seriously.
"That's great. Mom awaits your good news! Remember to find a boyfriend more handsome than your dad, if not, your mom won't be able to eat..."
"Mom, you..." Wu Yue was speechless, wanting to say more, but the other side had already hung up. She tossed her phone on the seat, looking very helpless, closed her eyes, and pondered something.
Meanwhile, in the Guo Family villa, watching Yang Tian skillfully bind Wang Daoxi and the others and stuff them into burlap sacks, Guo Jing frowned, "Judging by how well you know this, do you often do these kinds of things? Tell me, what were you doing before you came to the East Sea?"
"Doing bad things!"
"What bad things?" Guo Jing's face tensed up.
"You!" Guo Jing instantly reacted, furious, she picked up a pillow and flung it at Yang Tian. Yang Tian quickly ran out while saying, "Our relationship is already written in the marriage contract. If you want me to keep the secret, you need to add a clause that the woman can't scold or hit the man."
"You wish!"
"If you don't add it, I'll tell everyone!" Yang Tian said lazily.
"You..." Guo Jing stopped, gritting her teeth in anger, her fiery apricot eyes glared at Yang Tian: "Fine, I'll add it for you. But if you dare let anyone know about us, I'll make sure you can't bear the consequences!"
"Don't worry, no one will know." Yang Tian chuckled.
"That's best, if anyone finds out, I won't let you off..." Guo Jing was about to say more, but then a distinctive engine sound echoed, and a Rolls-Royce stopped in the villa's yard, followed by a crisp voice, "Miss Guo, I've overheard your conversation with the adulterer..."
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