C1 Betrayal

"Girls these days really don't take care of themselves. How can they possibly think of inserting golf balls into their bodies?"

"Exactly. I was looking forward to a big dinner with my bestie after work, but now it looks like I can't make it!"

In the elevator, Xiao Qiufeng, who was delivering food, couldn't resist glancing at the 120 emergency call slip in the hands of a young doctor.

Eyeing the adult toy he had just picked up from the sex shop, Xiao Qiufeng wondered, "Oh my god, could the person who called 120 be the same customer? Did they start playing golf before the toy even arrived?"

Just then, the elevator doors slid open.

The young doctor and nurse hurried out, sprinting down the hallway. Xiao Qiufeng followed suit, heading to his own destination on the hotel's eighth floor.

He trailed behind them and entered room 8088 directly.

"Where's the patient? Are you still conscious? I know you're seeking thrills, but this is life-threatening!" came the doctor's voice from inside the room.

"Cut the chatter. I'm in excruciating pain. Get it out, now!"

The voice struck Xiao Qiufeng as eerily familiar. He peered into the room.

Inside room 8088 was an exceptionally beautiful young woman, her face flushed, draped only in a thin bath towel.

Xiao Qiufeng's black bag hit the floor, spilling the sex toys everywhere.

"Zhou Ruoxue!" he bellowed in rage.

The towel-clad woman was none other than his wife, Zhou Ruoxue.

"Xiao Qiufeng?"

Zhou Ruoxue's shock mirrored his own, her complexion turning even whiter.

Xiao Qiufeng's disbelief was palpable. He had been part of the Zhou family for a year, and to him, Zhou Ruoxue had always been an angel. The thought of her being unfaithful was unimaginable!

The young man in the room scoffed at the sight of Xiao Qiufeng, "Idiot, who would've thought you'd end up with this delivery!"

Xiao Qiufeng's gaze fixed on Lu Xiaochuan as he bellowed, "You, Lu Xiaochuan! Did you force yourself on Ruoxue? You scoundrel, I'm ready to take you on right here, right now!"

Xiao Qiufeng was acquainted with Lu Xiaochuan, a locally renowned wealthy man. Before Xiao Qiufeng had joined the Zhou family through marriage, Lu Xiaochuan had persistently harassed his wife.

He couldn't believe that his wife, Zhou Ruoxue, had willingly been intimate with Lu Xiaochuan. He was convinced that Lu Xiaochuan had used his influential family background to coerce her.

Unable to contain his fury any longer, Xiao Qiufeng charged at Lu Xiaochuan, recklessly aiming a punch at his head.

Caught off guard, Lu Xiaochuan took the blow full on the face.

"Damn it! You dare to strike me?" Lu Xiaochuan erupted in rage.

A scuffle ensued, but Lu Xiaochuan, a man given over to drink and women, was no match for Xiao Qiufeng, a daily food delivery man.

Before long, Xiao Qiufeng had Lu Xiaochuan pinned down, landing several punches on his face.

Suddenly, a red wine bottle crashed onto Xiao Qiufeng's head, shattering and sending blood streaming down his scalp. Staring in shock at his assailant, he saw it was none other than his wife, Zhou Ruoxue!

"Damn! You dare hit me?" Seizing the moment, Lu Xiaochuan scrambled up and began to brutally kick and punch Xiao Qiufeng.

Xiao Qiufeng, now defenseless, could only take the beating.

But more than the physical pain, it was the heartache, sorrow, despair, and frustration that overwhelmed him.

He reached his limit; blood spurted from his mouth as he blacked out and collapsed.

Zhou Ruoxue, trembling, clung to the bed's edge and whispered, "Xiaochuan, it hurts so much!"

The doctor and nurse in the room exchanged helpless glances, unsure of how to proceed.

Lu Xiaochuan bellowed, "What are you staring at? I'm from the Lu family. Don't you dare save him! Get us to the hospital, now!"

Upon hearing Lu Xiaochuan declare his lineage, they had no choice but to escort him and Zhou Ruoxue out of the hotel room, leaving Xiao Qiufeng unconscious on the floor.

Just then, a Rolls-Royce Cullinan with a capital city license plate pulled up at the hotel entrance.

A woman of striking presence, with a beautiful visage and statuesque frame, stepped out alongside an elderly man.

"Does he work here?" Lau Qingmei inquired softly, turning to the elder beside her.

"In line with my subordinate's report, Xiao Qiufeng's current job is as a delivery man, and his latest delivery is to this hotel," the old man replied in a hushed tone.

"Let's go find him."

As they made their way into the hotel, several individuals approached and led them to a room.

Inside, they found Xiao Qiufeng sprawled on the ground, lifeless as a discarded doll.

"This is the fiancé Grandfather has chosen for me?"

The woman's gaze fell upon the prone, injured man, her brow creasing in concern.

"This has to be some error! The Old Master couldn't possibly have intended this man to be your betrothed," the elder expressed, equally incredulous. After reviewing the information on a tablet handed to him by his subordinate, he confirmed that the man before them was indeed Xiao Qiufeng.

"We should get him to a hospital," Lau Qingmei suggested, gesturing gracefully.

"Right away, Miss!"

Two bodyguards promptly hoisted Xiao Qiufeng and carried him to the waiting Rolls-Royce.

"Grandfather, surely you can't expect me to marry someone like this just to honor a debt of gratitude!" Lau Qingmei murmured, her eyes on the still form of Xiao Qiufeng.

Unbeknownst to her, a small bronze ring hung at Xiao Qiufeng's chest, which, upon contact with his blood, began to glow faintly before seamlessly integrating into his body.

"Has the scion of the Xiao family fallen to such dire straits?" An ancient voice echoed in Xiao Qiufeng's mind.

He blinked open his eyes groggily to see a blurred figure standing in the distance. Despite his efforts, the face remained indistinct.

"Who are you?" Xiao Qiufeng asked weakly.

"I am an ancestor of the Xiao family. You've awakened the ring, and with it, a chance. I trust you will not tarnish the Xiao name," the voice surrounded him. The nebulous figure extended a finger towards him, and a stream of golden light flowed into his consciousness.

In an instant, an overwhelming flood of memories rushed into his consciousness!

Among them were the Holy Medical Skill, Martial Arts Techniques, the Mysterious Gates Escape Technique, and the Secret Technique of Feng Shui—each one incredibly intricate.

His Dantian was now enveloped in a vibrant, energy-filled gas.

As he was on the cusp of delving into it all, darkness overtook his vision, and he passed out cold.

It was much later when Xiao Qiufeng came to, realizing he was in a hospital bed.

Standing in the room was a strikingly beautiful young woman.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down as she donned a floral dress that showcased her impeccable figure. Even without seeing her face, her presence and flawless physique were mesmerizing.