Zhuang Yu in danger
As the day drew to a close, Qin Yan gathered her belongings and prepared to leave. Zhuang Yu did not come back after the first class. Still for the last time, Qin Yan scanned the familiar faces. However, she did not find any sign of Zhuang Yu. 0
Qin Yan sighed. Although she felt uneasy seeing Zhuang Yu's worried face, she could not do anything till she spoke to the latter. So, finally deciding not to dwell on it too much, Qin Yan shook her head to clear her thoughts and returned to the Moonlight Villa.
Xi Ting had informed her earlier in the day that he would be working late tonight. Qin Yan remembered the text message he had sent her during her last lecture, a brief but thoughtful message explaining that an unexpected project had come up at the office, and he wouldn't be able to make it home at their usual time.
Since Qin Yan had to rejoin her college and Xi Ting had to return to the office, there would be no one taking care of the little bun at home. So, the previous day, Father Xi and Madam Xi had taken the little guy over to their residence. Since Madam Xi had no other commitments, she would be able to fully immerse herself in taking care of the little guy.
So, Qin Yan was alone in the whole house. After freshening up, she prepared a simple yet delicious dinner for herself. She then had the meal by herself before checking her WeChat. There were updates from some friends, photos of recent gatherings, and even some funny memes that brought a chuckle to Qin Yan's lips.
"Ding." At this moment, a message notification popped up on her phone screen. It was from Zhuang Yu. There were only a few words on it, "Qin Yan, help me! I am at Sea Market gambling den."
Qin Yan's pupils dilated. Her first reaction was to call Zhuang Yu, but she could only hear a cold female voice that the phone was turned off. What happened to Zhuang Yu? Why did she send such a message? Why did she turn off her phone? And why would she go to a gambling den?
Suddenly, a thought struck Qin Yan's mind. Wen Li! Wasn't he addicted to gambling? Most probably, Zhuang Yu was there because of Wen Li.
Qin Yan quickly put on her coat and buttoned up her windbreaker. Her eyes were cold. She had called the driver as soon as she got the message so the driver was already waiting outside.
"Take me to the Sea Market gambling den," Qin Yan's eyes were cold as she tapped on her phone with her fair fingertips.
At the Sea Market gambling den, a black car quietly stopped at the entrance. The gambling house reeked of smoke, and all sorts of people were there. The ones who won money were highly conceited; the ones who lost money were sighing sorrowfully.
The doorman ingratiatingly came over and opened the car door. Qin Yan stepped out of the car. The night wind blew against her clothes, revealing her delicate ankles. Her hair was wavy and her beautiful face was cold.
The doorman widened his eyes and looked at Qin Yan in a daze, "Miss, this place is not for young ladies like you."
Qin Yan noticed the doorman's gaze and asked calmly, "Isn't this a gambling den?"
She then took out a stack of banknotes from her bag and waved it in front of the doorman, "I have money and I wish to gamble."
The doorman's eyes lit up at the sight of money. He didn't dare to say anything else and hurriedly turned away, "Please come in, Miss. Please…"
"You can get a cab home. Leave the car here," Qin Yan instructed the driver in a low voice. She took the car keys from the driver.
She then turned to the doorman and asked, "My friends are already inside. Can you take me to them?" She then showed Zhuang Yu's picture to the doorman.
"We have a rule not to reveal the privacy of our guests." The doorman's expression turned serious hearing Qin Yan's words, "I hope you won't make things difficult for me."
"Alright, you don't have to follow me. I'll walk around on my own," Qin Yan waved her hand and swaggered into Sea Market gambling den. She was wearing a windbreaker over her home clothes, which did not fit in with this luxurious and exquisite place. However, her steps were natural and elegant, as if she was a queen who was inspecting her territory.
The doorman subconsciously stopped and watched Qin Yan's graceful figure as she gradually walked away. He suddenly came back to his senses. He subconsciously listened to Qin Yan's orders without realizing it.
Qin Yan did not care about the doorman's reaction and strode in. Strangely, nobody could give her an answer when she asked about Zhuang Yu's whereabouts.
Qin Yan was very beautiful. With her cold expression, she looked like a noble, unapproachable snow lotus. It was a little bit scary.
At this moment, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the room, followed by a scolding, "You b*tch, don't be so shameless!"
Qin Yan's eyes flashed with a cold glint. She didn't care about anything else and quickened her pace as she walked towards the source of the noise. The surrounding people acted oblivious to the noise as if they didn't care about anything.
While Qin Yan was walking towards the noise, she heard the same voice again, "Your boyfriend has already sold you to me, and you still dare to resist? I think you haven't realized the reality of your situation!"
Hearing these words, Qin Yan was sure that Zhuang Yu was in that room. She sprinted towards the room and Bang! The door of the private room was kicked open.
Qin Yan's slender figure stood at the door. Her hair was a little messy while she rushed over here. Her face couldn't be seen clearly. However, she had a strong aura as if she was a judge who had walked out of hell. She looked around the private room. Due to the sudden situation, everyone in the private room was stunned. They stared blankly at Qin Yan who had suddenly barged in.
Zhuang Yu turned her head and saw the familiar face standing at the door. The tears that she had been holding back finally fell down. Her face was tightly pinched by the man. She could not speak. She could only whimper and shout, "Qin Yan…" She had finally come to save her!
In the room, the loan shark was holding Zhuang Yu's clothes as she struggled desperately to escape. However, it was clear that her strength was of no match in front of a burly man.
As Qin Yan walked closer, the people in the private room finally saw her face clearly. Her skin was as smooth as cream and her face was like a peach blossom. All the beautiful descriptions in the world could be used to describe her. She was like the most beautiful flower in the world, so beautiful that it could capture one's soul. Damn.
"Damn. Why is the woman so beautiful?" Another man in the room sighed. He gasped and sighed softly, "She's really stunning!"
"Leave her," Qin Yan's cold voice rang out in the silence of the private room. Her voice was soft as she said that. She did not even pretend to be cold and dignified. There was not a hint of anger. However, for some reason, the man shuddered and subconsciously loosened his grip on Zhuang Yu.
However, he soon came back to his senses. Looking at Qin Yan's beautiful face, he said, "Girl, this girl has been sold by her boyfriend to us as the repayment of his debt. So, if you want us to let her go, maybe you can entertain us."
The gang around him gloated laughing and looked salaciously at Qin Yan. The young lady was pretty with large eyes and a small mouth. She was incredibly gorgeous.
Qin Yan's eyes were trained in front of the hooligans. Her lips curled up into a cunning yet eerie smirk, "Do you guys want to try dying once?"
The man holding Zhuang Yu whistled and scanned Qin Yan from head to toe, jeering, "Girl's feisty. Hohoho! But I like it!"
The men around him hooted as well.
Qin Yan's intimidation was nothing but a joke to the group of gangsters. How dare a young girl like her speak with such tone? What else if she were not just cracking a joke?
Qin Yan rolled up her sleeves without a word. Everyone in the room was surprised upon seeing her prepared her fist – What did she want to do?
Lo and behold, Qin Yan walked toward the gang while she continued rolling her sleeves.
"Hey, Bro Fan, is this little beauty volunteering as tribute now? Huh? Hahaha…" A man who stood beside the man with the scar looked mildly like a jibing monkey.
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