C7 You Reckless Dog!

"Lin... Lin Chen, don't be reckless!"

"The child I'm carrying is yours..."

Ann Lan's neck felt the icy touch of a dagger, and a flicker of panic crossed her eyes.

Since becoming pregnant, she feared nothing except harm coming to her unborn child.

"Crazy woman, can you stop bringing up the child?"

"I'm well aware that I'm the father, and I'm not going to do anything foolish!"

Lin Chen cut off Ann Lan's words with a note of irritation.

Did this mad woman really think no one knew he was about to become a father?

Zhang Changwen's eyes widened in astonishment upon overhearing their exchange.

The esteemed business goddess of A City was carrying the child of a nobody?

Such news would surely drop jaws everywhere!

"Kid, if you take one more step, I'll end your child's life first!"

Zhang Changwen pushed down the astonishment bubbling within him and let out a cold laugh.

The dagger in his hand shifted threateningly toward Ann Lan's belly.

"I've already shown you mercy, haven't I?"

"Threatening me time and again, do you honestly think I'm a pushover?"

Lin Chen's face was a mask of fury as he clenched his teeth.

It was one thing for Ann Lan, the mad woman, to threaten him with the child, but who did Zhang Changwen think he was?

Did he think he had the right to use the child as leverage against him?

"Old man, I'm giving you one chance."

"Otherwise, you'll regret it for the rest of your days!"

Lin Chen's eyes squinted menacingly, a cold glint dancing within them.

Zhang Changwen, a doctor, was not only plotting to harm his wife and child but also had the audacity to threaten a pregnant woman. His actions were unforgivable!

"Hahaha, kid, you must be dreaming!"

"Your wife and child's lives are in my hands. And you still dare to threaten me?"

Zhang Changwen's anger turned to laughter.

In his view, Ann Lan was an idiot, and the pretty boy she'd picked up was no better.

Watching Zhang Changwen's smug demeanor, a sneer crept into Lin Chen's gaze.

Under his breath, he counted down, "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"Kid, trying to play the fool to trick me?"

"I'm telling you, it's not going to work!"

"If it weren't for you messing up my deal today, I'd be pocketing Director Sun's million yuan."

"Afterward, I could have even been promoted to Deputy Director!"

Zhang Changwen's face twisted into a sinister grin as he spoke.

Now that everything had come to light, all the potential benefits had vanished into thin air.

And it was all Lin Chen's fault!

In that moment, Zhang Changwen's mind was clear. He planned to use Ann Lan as leverage against Lin Chen. Once they were in a safe place, even if he didn't kill Ann Lan, he was determined to end the life of the child she was carrying.

He couldn't quell the burning hatred inside him otherwise.

"Lin Chen, enough with the counting!"

"Call the police already. If the Police Division gets here, they can save both me and my child."

Ann Lan, seeing Lin Chen's indifference as he kept counting, grew increasingly anxious.

Wasn't this guy supposed to be smart?

Why was he being so foolish now?

Lin Chen spared Ann Lan a glance but didn't engage with her.

He continued his countdown: "Three, two, one!"

"Time's up, old man. Get ready to endure agony worse than death itself."

As Lin Chen's words hung in the air,

Zhang Changwen's face shifted in confusion, and the next second, it contorted in pain.

His hand, clutching the short knife, began to shake uncontrollably.

He felt as though his organs were in turmoil, writhing within him, the pain so intense he wished for death.

Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, he couldn't summon any strength.

His body crumpled to the ground like a demolished wall.

Zhang Changwen lay curled and convulsing on the floor, his aged face contorted with agony and malice.

Ann Lan, rooted to the spot, caught her breath as fear flickered in her eyes.

"Lin... Lin Chen, what just happened to him?"

Connecting Lin Chen's countdown and his final words, Ann Lan realized that Zhang Changwen's condition must be related to Lin Chen.

Yet, Lin Chen hadn't laid a finger on Zhang Changwen from start to finish.

"Wanna know why?"

"Cough up some spending money, and I might just tell you," Lin Chen said, feigning mystery.

Ann Lan scoffed at his constant talk of money.

"Feel like sleeping on the streets tonight? Suit yourself."

With that, Ann Lan pulled out her phone and began to hail a cab.

"Think you can intimidate me with that? Not a chance!"

"Do I look like a country bumpkin to you, unaware of what a hotel is?"

Lin Chen paused, then it dawned on him that staying at a hotel required money.

And if he had the cash, why not spend it on a little sister for some fun?

"Cough, cough... Out of gratitude for taking me in, I'll let you in on a secret."

"This guy ended up like this because he was overwhelmed by my commanding presence!"

Lin Chen boasted with a smug look on his face.

It's not that he was unwilling to tell Ann Lan the truth.

Explaining how he used his Spiritual Energy to cause Zhang Changwen excruciating pain would sound like a tall tale to anyone, not just Ann Lan.

So, why not keep up the act?

"Hmm... You'll be sleeping on the floor tonight."

Ann Lan gave Lin Chen a cool look and responded nonchalantly.

An hour later, Ann Lan hailed a cab and brought Lin Chen to Dragon City District No. 1.

"Crazy lady, is this where you live?"

"Wow, this place is enormous!"

Lin Chen stood in the foyer, eyeing the duplex villa with a mix of envy and aspiration.

He vowed to himself that one day, when he had the means, he'd buy a villa just like this one—though one bedroom with an enormous bed would suffice.

That way, he could enjoy the company of several little sisters all at once.

"Call me 'crazy lady' one more time, and you're out on your ear!"

Ann Lan was visibly irate, her teeth clenched.

She had tolerated the nickname during the rescue, attributing it to his panic.

But now, back at home, he was still calling her that?

"Er... Got it, crazy lady."

"Speaking of which, crazy lady, why didn't you let me finish off that despicable doctor?"

Lin Chen inquired, nodding at Ann Lan with genuine curiosity.

Earlier, he had been ready to break Zhang Changwen's limbs, but Ann Lan had intervened.

"Finish him off?"

"Do you fancy a prison cell?"

Ann Lan was exasperated, feeling that continuing this conversation with Lin Chen might just drive her and her son to their wits' end.

"Just go and rest at home."

"I'm heading to the hospital."

With those words, Ann Lan had no further interest in bantering with Lin Chen. She grabbed a few essentials from upstairs and set off for the hospital in her car.

Once Ann Lan was gone, Lin Chen took the opportunity to explore the house. He eventually chose the largest bedroom and, without bothering to wash his feet, sprawled out on the bed.

"Man, the wealthy sure know how to live it up," he mused.

"And this bed... not only does it smell nice, but it's incredibly soft too."

With a contented smack of his lips, Lin Chen surrendered to sleep.

Time passed, and when Ann Lan came home, she found Lin Chen deeply asleep in her bed, which sent her into a trembling rage. She had intended for this scoundrel to sleep on the floor, yet here he was, commandeering her bedroom! If not for the visible exhaustion on Lin Chen's face, she would have been tempted to kick him off the bed right then and there.

The night slipped away silently.

At the crack of dawn, Lin Chen stirred awake. He activated his magical third eye and scanned the surroundings.

"When did that madwoman get back last night?" he wondered aloud upon spotting Ann Lan fast asleep in another bedroom down the hall.

The next moment, as Ann Lan's blanket vanished under the gaze of his third eye, revealing expanses of her pale, smooth skin, Lin Chen gasped at the sight.

"Wow, such fair skin must be incredibly soft," he thought. "And this woman, even in pregnancy, is so voluptuous."

He admired the view for a moment longer, but as the sun began to rise, Lin Chen grew conflicted. The morning was the best time for spiritual cultivation, with the world's energy at its peak, promising greater progress in his practices. Yet, Ann Lan's alluring figure was proving to be quite the distraction.

"Desire is illusion, and illusion is desire. Amitabha, focus on the cultivation," he chanted to himself.

With great effort, Lin Chen tore his gaze away and hurried out of the house to begin his day.