C18 The Great Handsome Guy Saved Her

As they reached Mr. Lei's car, he got into the driver's seat. Ann Xiaomin hesitated, regretting her decision to let him drive her.

Seeing her reluctance, Mr. Lei urged, "Come on, get in."

With no other choice, Ann got into the car. But Mr. Lei didn't start the engine. Ann was attractive, with a pure, daisy-like face, and Mr. Lei couldn't suppress his inappropriate thoughts any longer. He leaned toward her, trying to kiss her.

Ann reacted quickly, turning her head to avoid him while pushing him away. She spoke coldly, "What do you think you're doing? Stay away from me."

Mr. Lei, driven by his desires, was eager to have his way with her right there. "Xiaomin, I liked you from the moment I saw you. Why work so hard when you can be with me? I’ll take good care of you."

"No, I want to get out of the car," Ann insisted.

She was shocked by Mr. Lei's boldness, especially in a parking lot with security cameras. She tried to leave, but he held her tightly, his face coming closer, trying to kiss her again.

"Xiaomin, I really like you. Don't make this harder than it needs to be."

"I can't stand you, let go of me!" Ann Xiaomin struggled fiercely, her eyes red with frustration. In a moment of desperation, she slapped him hard.

The sound echoed sharply, and Mr. Lei's face twitched in pain, his anger flaring instantly. "You little witch, how dare you hit me? I'll make you pay for that."

Enraged, Mr. Lei revealed his true, ugly nature, slapping Ann Xiaomin twice, leaving her head spinning. Although Ann wasn't a weak woman, she couldn't overpower a man his size. Her shirt was torn, revealing more than she wanted, and Mr. Lei, like a man on a high, was about to force a kiss.

"Get off me! If you touch me, I'll make sure you regret it," Ann Xiaomin threatened, wishing she could get rid of the man pinning her down.

"I've got connections. Even if I did this a hundred times, you couldn't do anything about it," Mr. Lei sneered, tugging at her shirt.

"Help! Let me go, help..." Ann Xiaomin cried out, tears streaming down her face, feeling utterly hopeless.

Just as Mr. Lei was about to succeed, the car door was suddenly flung open. A strong, lean arm reached in, grabbed Mr. Lei by the collar, and yanked him out of the car, throwing him onto the ground. The man who intervened coldly commanded, "Teach him a lesson."

The two bodyguards were relentlessly kicking and punching Mr. Lei, who could only curl up, clutching his head and groaning in pain, unable to utter a word. The man strode over and opened the passenger side door.

Ann Xiaomin, still shaken, was wiping away tears while trying to straighten her clothes. She looked up and immediately recognized the man as the strikingly handsome figure from the audience. It was unbelievable that he was the one who saved her.

Gu Junbai noticed the finger marks on Ann Xiaomin's cheeks, and his eyes darkened with anger, emanating a chilling aura.

"Which hand did he use to hit you?" he asked.

Ann Xiaomin was immensely grateful to him for rescuing her, like an angel descending from the heavens. "I think it was his left hand."

Gu Junbai then turned to his two bodyguards, who were still beating Mr. Lei, and said, "Disable his left hand."

The bodyguards responded in unison, "Yes, boss."