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C17 Not Enough!!

"Stop right there!"

They hurried over.

It was then they discovered that Yang Junchao had been stealing buns from the shop to eat.

"Junchao, what in the world happened?"

They asked, utterly baffled.

"..."

Upon hearing the question, a surge of emotion brought tears to Yang Junchao's eyes.

He himself was desperate to know what had gone wrong!

Out of the blue, his dad had accused him of offending some higher-up, resulting in all the family's assets being frozen.

Furious, his dad had given him a beating and kicked him out on the street.

He had hoped to get help from friends, but for reasons unknown, no one would lend him a dime. He'd even spent the previous night sleeping on a park bench, hungry for over twenty-four hours.

When he remained silent, Hsu Yunxiao reassured him, "Don't worry. Once the company stabilizes, I'll make sure to pay back that eight million as soon as possible."

"What eight million?"

Yang Junchao was perplexed.

"Don't play dumb. It was you who left eight million in my office yesterday, wasn't it? We all found out. Thank you for that."

Hsu Yunxiao explained.

"..."

Yang Junchao blinked, clueless.

He was completely unaware of any eight million.

He recalled Hsu Yunxiao mentioning an urgent need for eight million, but where would he get such an amount? Even his father's entire company was worth only fifty million and couldn't spare eight million in cash.

Just the day before, he had intended to promise to help her out, to win her over, but ended up getting chased away by Qin Feng at the company entrance.

"Junchao, you're such a good person, way better than Yunxiao's good-for-nothing husband!"

Lee Jie chimed in from the side.

"..."

An idea struck Yang Junchao. If they believed he was the one who gave the money, why not take advantage of the situation?

He might as well enjoy the benefits before the truth came out!

After all, he was practically a beggar now.

He let out a heavy sigh, looked up at Hsu Yunxiao, and said, "Do you know why I ended up like this? It was all for you!"

"For me?"

Hsu Yunxiao was puzzled.

"Yes. I knew your company needed eight million, so I went against my family's wishes and transferred the funds from my dad's company. This caused a severe break in the company's financial chain, and it got frozen. In a fit of rage, my dad threw me out..."

Yang Junchao's voice was tinged with sorrow.

"What?!"

Hsu Yunxiao was taken aback.

She quickly checked his father's company online and indeed, it was in serious trouble.

"Junchao, how could you be so foolish..." Hsu Yunxiao felt a pang of guilt.

"It's all because I love you!"

Yang Junchao professed ardently, "I love you more than anyone else in this world. What's a little suffering for your sake? All I want is your happiness!"

As he spoke, he inched closer to Hsu Yunxiao, hoping to steal a kiss while she was moved.

"Don't do this..."

Hsu Yunxiao, blushing, stepped back.

Yang Junchao then realized they were in the middle of the street, with Lee Jie still present. It was hardly the place for such advances. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes as he feigned exhaustion, "Can we find somewhere for me to rest? I'm just so tired..."

"Okay."

Hsu Yunxiao agreed.

Before long, she and Lee Jie found a nearby room for Yang Junchao. "Rest up here for now. I'll make sure you get your money back as soon as I can."

As she turned to leave, Yang Junchao caught her hand, looking at her with longing, "Could you stay with me a little longer?"

"Absolutely!"

Lee Jie, seeing the moment, encouraged with a smile, "Junchao has given up so much for you, he can't even go home. He's so much better than that loser Qin Feng. Stay with him a bit, I'll wait outside."

"But..."

Hsu Yunxiao hesitated, her face flushed with embarrassment, "I'm married, you know."

"Then divorce that loser!"

Yang Junchao blurted out.

The thought of this beautiful woman with that loser made his blood boil with envy.

"I'm with Junchao on this one!"

Lee Jie supported the idea.

Seizing the moment, Yang Junchao slipped his hand around Hsu Yunxiao's waist.

Hsu Yunxiao quickly sidestepped, her face changing as she said firmly, "I'm a married woman, I have a husband!"

"Trust me!"

Yang Junchao whispered soothingly, moving closer, "I'll treat you so much better than him. A thousand times, no, ten thousand times better..."

He reached to embrace her waist again.

Hsu Yunxiao shuddered and pushed him away, frowning, "Junchao, I've told you, I'm married. You need to respect that!"

Yang Junchao was beyond caring.

The intoxicating scent of Hsu Yunxiao was too much for him to resist. He lunged forward to embrace her forcefully!

But unexpectedly, just as his hands grazed her clothes, her expression darkened and with a sharp "smack," she slapped him across the face!

"You... hit me?"

Yang Junchao stood there, stunned.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay back the eight million as quickly as I can!"

Hsu Yunxiao's expression was icy as she rose to her feet and headed for the door.

She was indeed grateful to Yang Junchao, but she was also a married woman, firmly committed to her morals. She would not compromise her principles!

Moreover, although she had little respect for Qin Feng and was frustrated by his shortcomings, she had never entertained the thought of divorce.

Yang Junchao's anger flared at that moment.

He sprang up, shoving Hsu Yunxiao onto the bed, and bellowed, "Damn it, you dare to strike me? Well, don't blame me for not holding back now!"

"Jun, Junchao, you..."

Lee Jie attempted to intervene.

"Smack!"

Yang Junchao delivered a sharp slap that left her dazed.

He then grabbed a rope and bound both women, sneering, "You think I gave you that money? I've been wanting you for a long time. If I don't take what I want now, I'll never have another chance. Heh..."

"And as for you, Lee Jie, I hadn't really noticed before, but you're quite attractive and have a sexy figure. Killing two birds with one stone, aren't I? Hahaha..."

"..."

Both Hsu Yunxiao and Lee Jie were in shock, realizing he had been lying all along. Anxiously, they asked, "You're not afraid we'll call the police?"

"What have I got to lose? I'm already down and out," Yang Junchao retorted with a vicious sneer, pinching her chin, "At least I'll get fed in jail."

"You've lost your mind, you're insane..."

The two women were terrified, their bodies quaking.

"Just give up!"

Yang Junchao's eyes gleamed with depravity as he began to unbuckle his belt.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "Hello, room service!"

"Damn, what a buzzkill!"

Yang Junchao got up, intending to dismiss the service staff.

But unexpectedly,

As soon as he opened the door, he was met with a fierce kick to the gut, sending him flying back against the wall!

Hsu Yunxiao and Lee Jie looked up to see a woman in a tight leather skirt and a ponytail.

Struggling to his feet, Yang Junchao, puzzled by the sight of the woman, stammered, "You, you are..."

He didn't get to finish his question before the woman kicked him squarely in the head.

Thud!

Blood splattered.

Yang Junchao hit the floor, writhing in agony and screaming.

The woman glanced down at him, picked up her phone, and inquired, "How severe do you want this? — Okay, got it."

She ended the call.

Then she raised her foot and stomped down hard on Yang Junchao's groin.

"Ah!"

His screams filled the room, chilling Hsu Yunxiao and Lee Jie to the bone, while the woman remained stoic, even holding her phone to the howling Yang Junchao's mouth, letting the person on the line listen in.

On the other end,

Qin Feng sat at his desk, listening to Yang Junchao's wails, and commanded coldly, "Not enough!"

"Understood."

The woman stood and stomped down once more on Yang Junchao's groin.

"Ah!"

The screams intensified, his voice nearly breaking.

"Not enough!"

Qin Feng repeated.

The woman stomped again.

"Not enough!"

And she stomped once more.

...

After several more times, Qin Feng inquired, "Why has it gone quiet?"

"He must have passed out from the pain," the woman replied.

"Just like that? He's soft!" Qin Feng said, disinterested, "Fine, let's leave it at that. And remember what I told you earlier? If my wife asks, you respond exactly as I instructed."

He hung up.

Qin Feng exhaled deeply, a glint of icy resolve in his eyes, reminiscent of the grim reaper's gaze.

Whoever dares to mess with his wife,

Won't live to see another sunrise.

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