C8 Who Dares to Refuse?!

In the pitch-black night, Xing Mo sensed a shift in the spiritual energy emanating from the jade pendant and abruptly opened his eyes.

Yichen was in trouble!

Without hesitation, he invoked the Wind Riding Technique and leaped out the window.

At present, Xing Mo's power was limited to the Second Empyrean of the Ascended Stage, which meant he couldn't take to the skies.

Nevertheless, he employed the Wind Riding Technique to boost his speed.

And his speed was astonishingly swift.

On the street, a couple was about to share a kiss when a blur of motion caught their eye. The woman's eyes widened in terror as she screamed, "A ghost!" She shoved her partner away and bolted.

Arriving at the hotel room, Xing Mo found Yichen disheveled on the bed.

With a cold smirk, he glanced at Jiang Xiaomei and Qin Tianci sprawled on the floor.

A simple gesture from him caused their clothes to fall away as they clung to each other.

Xing Mo then infused a wisp of spiritual energy into each of them before vanishing with Lin Yichen cradled in his arms.

The following morning, as the gentle sunlight streamed into the room, Lin Yichen sat up, her head throbbing slightly.

She cast a wary look at the silhouette seated at the bedside, her face clouded with discomfort.

"Am I...? What have you done to me?" Lin Yichen exclaimed, noticing her disheveled state.

"You're awake! Don't you recall anything from yesterday?" Xing Mo asked, his brow furrowed with concern.

"Me?" Memories of the previous day began to resurface in Lin Yichen's mind, albeit hazily.

Her best friend had betrayed her!

The last thing she remembered before losing consciousness was Qin Tianci lunging at her with a lecherous grin.

But how could this be?

Was it possible that he had rescued her?

Yet, Lin Yichen vividly remembered the unbearable heat coursing through her body as she clung to and kissed someone fervently.

Lifting the blanket and seeing her lower half unharmed, Lin Yichen's cheeks flushed with heat.

"You were drugged with an aphrodisiac, but I neutralized it last night," Xing Mo explained nonchalantly, handing her breakfast.

"Here's your favorite white fruit tree wontons. I just bought them. Enjoy them while they're hot!" Xing Mo passed the steaming bowl of wontons to Lin Yichen.

In a whirlwind of emotions, Lin Yichen found herself at a loss for words.

How had he known she loved white fruit dumplings?

And last night, consumed by desire, why hadn't he made a move?

Staring at Xing Mo before her, Lin Yichen felt a sense of unreality.

Could this really be the same man she knew as her good-for-nothing fiancé?

Her phone's ring snapped her back to reality. The call brought a chill to her features, and she swiftly threw back the covers, ready to rise.

"You've just come off the medication. It would be best for you to rest at home today," Xing Mo advised her with a calm demeanor.

"I'm okay! There's trouble at the company. I need to handle it," Lin Yichen insisted, standing despite a wave of dizziness, her resolve firm.

"Then I'll accompany you," Xing Mo offered with a slight smile.

"You will?" Lin Yichen hesitated.

But Xing Mo was already grabbing the car keys and heading downstairs.

"Take us to the Enigma Hotel," he instructed as they settled into the car and he ignited the engine.

Lin Yichen's phone was a constant buzz during the drive. Xing Mo pieced together the situation from her fragmented conversations.

Several major clients intended to cancel their contracts with Lunaire Designs that very day, exacerbating the already precarious state of the company.

Lunaire Designs wasn't just any business; it was the cornerstone of the Lin Group, a legacy built by Lin Yichen's late mother, making it all the more significant to her.

Upon arrival, Lin Yichen straightened her attire and briskly entered the hotel, with Xing Mo close on her heels.

Inside the private room, they were met with a sea of mocking faces. The executives of Lunaire Designs looked on with schadenfreude as Lin Yichen approached.

Yet, their sneers turned to disdainful snorts at the sight of the young man trailing her.

Everyone knew Lin Yichen's fiancé to be nothing more than a wastrel, notorious for his frivolous spending and drug habits.

His presence at such a critical meeting puzzled them all.

"Director Gao, Lunaire Designs has been nothing but generous to you. When your Tianfu Jewelry Company was struggling financially, it was our capital that saw you through those hard times. And now?" Lin Yichen's voice trembled with a mix of anger and urgency as she confronted the situation head-on.

"Director Lin! Times have changed! I hear Lunaire Designs is out of raw material suppliers. What will you use to make jewelry now?" Gao sneered as he spoke.

"Mr. Liu, what's this about?" Lin Yichen called out to a man in his thirties nearby.

Xing Mo recalled that he was the sales manager for Lunaire Designs.

"Director Lin, this isn't on me! As the sales manager, it's my duty to be transparent with Director Gao and the rest about our company's situation! Haven't you always said the customer is king? Why would we keep secrets from them?" Liu Cai declared with conviction.

"The customer is king, indeed!" Lin Yichen realized in an instant that Liu Cai must have been bought off by the Qin family, choosing this moment to strike at Lunaire Designs.

"Ah!" Lin Yichen felt a wave of helplessness. If not for Liu Cai holding sway over key clients, she would've dismissed him from the company long ago!

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom." Lin Yichen's heart sank, and she struggled to contain her emotions.

The die was cast; she truly felt there was no turning back.

If she stayed any longer, Lin Yichen feared she might break down in front of these people.

As Lin Yichen walked away, her figure forlorn, Xing Mo felt a pang of sympathy.

She was, after all, just one woman against many, now likely the butt of jokes even among the Lin family.

Only by driving Lin Yichen to utter despair might she acquiesce to the Qin family's demands.

"The customer is king!" The room was abuzz with smugness when an unexpected voice cut through.

"Is that Director Lin's good-for-nothing fiancé? A fine flower wasted on cow dung."

"They say he's fresh out of rehab—a junkie, no less!"

"With Director Lin gone, what's he trying to prove?"

Led by Director Gao, the clients looked at the young man before them, their derision palpable.

Unruffled, Xing Mo stepped forward. "Who am I? You all know by now, I presume. But I'm here to offer you one more chance. Are we terminating this contract or keeping it?"

Gazing at the young man before them, the executives all furrowed their brows in mild disapproval.

"And just who do you think you are? Offering us another chance?"

"Lin Yichen has fled, and here you are, making a fool of yourself! Worthless."

"Listen, kid, you're not even fully grown and you have the audacity to spout such nonsense. Believe me, I could have my bodyguard take you down in an instant!"

The executives in the private room eyed Xing Mo with scorn, their expressions dripping with disdain.

At that moment, Liu Cai, seeing Xing Mo had thoroughly enraged the executives, let out a cold, mocking laugh.

"Kid, you'd better beat it! Otherwise, when your drug cravings kick in, you'll be behind bars again!"

Without hesitation, Xing Mo reached out and seized Liu Cai by the hair.

With a firm tug, he hoisted Liu Cai's hefty frame into the air.

"Ah! Let me go!" Liu Cai cried out in agony, tears streaming down his face.

The executives watched, utterly dumbfounded.

Wasn't this boy supposed to be a nobody? How on earth did he possess such formidable strength?