Chapter 12: A Lone Man and a Lone Woman

Su Wenqi’s sudden arrival immediately piqued Chen Fan’s curiosity.

He followed her, intending to see what Su Wenqi was doing alone at the inn so late at night.

He watched as Su Wenqi swayed her alluring waist and entered the inn, instantly drawing the gaze of everyone inside.

Su Wenqi was unfazed by the attention—she was used to it.

“Oh, what wind has blown Miss Su, such a great beauty, here at this hour?”

At that moment, Fan Wei and his companions were preparing to head downstairs to the Red Chamber.

Upon seeing Su Wenqi, they immediately stopped in their tracks, their eyes burning with desire as they looked at her.

“Brother Fan, where are you all headed?”

Su Wenqi flashed a seductive smile and approached Fan Wei.

As she drew near, a faint, pleasant fragrance reached Fan Wei’s nose, making his mouth dry instantly.

“Where else would a group of men head at this hour but to the Red Chamber to enjoy the company of the ladies,” Fan Wei laughed heartily.

At Fan Wei’s words, those around him exchanged knowing smiles that only men could understand.

Su Wenqi hadn’t expected Fan Wei to be so blunt, and her bewitching face flushed deeply with embarrassment.

This only served to further entice Fan Wei and his friends.

Their eyes fixed intently on Su Wenqi as they swallowed nervously, some already imagining what might transpire between her and themselves.

“Brother Fan, I have an important matter to discuss with you. Why don’t we talk in your room first, and you can go enjoy yourself afterward?”

Su Wenqi blushed, offering a coquettish smile.

At this, Qingxu Daoist and the others looked at Fan Wei with envy.

A lone man and woman in a room—everyone could imagine what might happen.

Fan Wei hadn’t expected Su Wenqi to take the initiative to come to his room.

“Sure! Let’s talk in my room,” he said eagerly.

“You all go ahead tonight. Su Miss and I have some business to attend to,” he said with a sly smile to those behind him.

Qingxu Daoist and the others were filled with envy and jealousy, reluctantly leaving the inn.

“After you, Miss Su,” Fan Wei gestured for Su Wenqi to enter first, and the two ascended the stairs.

During the ascent, Fan Wei casually placed his hand on Su Wenqi’s waist, and she did not resist, which stirred his desire even more.

Not far away, Chen Fan frowned deeply as he watched the pair climb the stairs in such intimacy.

Su Wenqi was the aunt of Yingchun and Yingsummer—thus, effectively his aunt as well.

Fan Wei was an enemy of the Su family, yet Su Wenqi was entering his room with such closeness.

Chen Fan could easily guess what they intended to do.

Surely, Su Wenqi hoped to use her body to bargain for her safety, to persuade Fan Wei to spare her when dealing with the Su family.

Su Wenqi’s willing degradation ignited a growing anger within Chen Fan.

He had intended to leave but found his curiosity compelling him to follow.

“Miss Su, let’s begin,” Fan Wei said as soon as they entered the room, pulling Su Wenqi into a tight embrace.

“Brother Fan, let go of me! I truly have something serious to discuss with you,” Su Wenqi struggled fiercely in his arms.

“Isn’t it just to convince me to spare you? As long as you serve me well, I guarantee the Su family’s affairs won’t affect you,” Fan Wei said, slipping his hand under her clothes.

“Bang.”

“Ahh…”

In desperation, Su Wenqi kicked Fan Wei in the groin.

He immediately released her, doubled over in pain.

A complex expression crossed Su Wenqi’s face—relief mingled with fear.

“Brother Fan, here’s some money. I hope you’ll be magnanimous and spare a poor girl like me!”

She pulled out a thick stack of silver notes and handed them to Fan Wei.

Only then did Fan Wei realize Su Wenqi’s true intent: she sought to bribe him with money, not her body.

Gradually recovering, Fan Wei straightened his back.

Outside the door, Chen Fan understood Su Wenqi’s meaning.

For some reason, seeing that she hadn’t degraded herself gave Chen Fan a sense of relief.

Meanwhile, Fan Wei looked at the thick wad of silver notes Su Wenqi offered but did not accept it.

“I want your money, and I want you too,” Fan Wei said with a sinister grin.

With that, he lunged at Su Wenqi.

The sudden move left her no time to dodge.

By the time she reacted, Fan Wei had already locked her in his arms.

“Let me go, Brother Fan! Please let me go!” Su Wenqi cried anxiously.

But Fan Wei did not loosen his grip; hearing her sultry cries only fueled his madness.

He began to undo her clothes.

“Let me go, or I’ll call for help!” Su Wenqi pleaded, her voice trembling.

Fan Wei showed no hint of fear, only a defiant smile.

“Call all you want! I want to see who dares interfere in the affairs of the Fan family. Have you grown weary of life?” he sneered.

Her eyes brimming with tears, Su Wenqi’s panic deepened.

She deeply regretted coming to Fan Wei alone.

But in this world, there was no remedy for regret.

She struggled with all her might, but as a delicate woman, she was no match for Fan Wei.

Soon, she felt her strength ebbing away.

Fan Wei had already undone her clothing, revealing her delicate undergarments.

Su Wenqi felt utterly hopeless.

Fan Wei’s eyes roamed over her pale, tender skin, his desire raging.

He prepared to drag her onto the bed and exact his will.

Su Wenqi, powerless to resist, shed a few tears.

“Bang.”

At that moment, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Both Su Wenqi and Fan Wei turned to look.

Chen Fan stepped into the room.

Seeing Chen Fan, tearful and radiant, Su Wenqi felt him towering and formidable, and a flicker of hope kindled in her heart.

But realizing her disheveled state, her cheeks flushed crimson.