Chapter 337 - 335: He Looks Really Handsome Fighting

"Did you think you were hot shit when I ignored you in the private room earlier? You call yourself a noble young master, yet you enjoy playing the other man and stealing someone else’s wife. Have you no shame?"

Yang Xun slapped Jiang Yian’s face hard, the sound exceptionally loud.

"I’m warning you. If you ever harass my wife again, I’ll make you regret it." As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Xun raised his fist and began pummeling him, giving Jiang Yian no chance to speak.

"Ah... Help! Ah... stop hitting me!"

Jiang Yian had been spoiled since childhood. When had he ever suffered such abuse? Feeling like his nose was about to shatter, he could only cover his face and beg.

"Yang Xun, stop." Seeing the situation escalating, Xu Yue hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him back.

Yang Xun withdrew his hand, delivered one last kick to Jiang Yian, and said, "My wife has a kind heart, so I’ll let you off the hook." He wrapped his arm around Xu Yue’s waist, the coldness fading from his face as he chuckled. "Let’s go home, honey."

Xu Yue gave him a somewhat helpless look before the three of them got into the car. Yang Xun started the engine and sped off, merging into the nighttime traffic.

After driving for a while, a few seconds of silence settled in the car before Xu Yue turned her head to look at him. "You hit him so hard back there. I’m worried Jiang Yian will come after you. His family is highly influential here in Zhonghai."

"If he wants revenge, let him try. It’s not like I’m afraid of him," Yang Xun replied casually, steering with one hand.

"Exactly!" Xiaolin chimed in from the backseat. "He started it first. We’re completely in the right!"

Xu Yue shook her head helplessly, though her lips curved into an involuntary smile. Leaning close to Yang Xun’s ear, she whispered, "Hubby, you looked so handsome fighting just now."

Xiaolin let out an exaggerated groan from the back, covering her ears and leaning back. "I can’t take it! Spare me the PDA! You two can be all lovey-dovey once we get home. How much longer does a third wheel like me have to endure this?"

Xu Yue blushed slightly at her words, but her smile deepened.

Yang Xun glanced at Xiaolin through the rearview mirror. "If you’re so jealous, hurry up and find someone yourself."

"You think I don’t want to? I just haven’t met the right guy," Xiaolin huffed. She was secretly miserable; ever since sleeping with Yang Xun, she couldn’t muster any interest in other men. But now that Xu Yue’s illness was cured, she had no excuse to get close to him anymore.

The car pierced through the night, heading toward the Xu Family Villa.

The next morning.

Yang Xun was woken up by his ringing phone. He fumbled for it and saw Zhou Yuan’s name on the screen. Swiping to answer, his voice was still raspy from sleep. "What’s up?"

"Xun, did you get into a fight near the private kitchen restaurant last night?" Zhou Yuan’s voice carried a hint of unexpected gossip.

Yang Xun’s sleepiness mostly dissipated. Propping himself up in bed, he asked calmly, "How did you know?"

"A friend of mine owns a shop nearby. Someone recorded a video last night and posted it to the local circles. A few people forwarded it to me." Zhou Yuan paused, his tone tinged with a bit of schadenfreude. "You looked genuinely badass fighting, very clean and efficient. But that guy surnamed Jiang you beat up? He’s got quite the background. That’s Jiang Yian, the son of the Jiang Family, real estate developers. He’s Jiang Sihai’s boy."

Zhou Yuan clearly recalled the name, his tone turning a bit more pensive. "That’s definitely going to be trouble. Jiang Sihai plays dirty in business and is very well-connected in Zhonghai. If his son actually went back and complained, he probably won’t just let this go. Xun, I’m still not comfortable with this. Jiang Sihai is petty and vindictive. I’m going to send a few guys over to follow you. If he makes a move, they’ll be able to help out."

Yang Xun leaned against the headboard, an unlit cigarette pinched between his fingers. Hearing this, he couldn’t help but chuckle. "Young Master Zhou, aren’t you being a bit too cautious? I’m just going out to work, not storming a lion’s den."

"I’m just worried about the ’what-ifs’," Zhou Yuan replied, his tone laced with seriousness. "Besides, apart from the Jiang Family, Scarface is still at large. Listen to me and let my guys tag along. They’re all experienced and won’t get in your way."

Yang Xun originally wanted to decline again, but hearing the sheer earnestness in Zhou Yuan’s voice, he thought it over and nodded. "Alright. Send them over. I’ll wait for them at the entrance of Jinfu Orchid Garden."

"Got it! I’ve already dispatched them, so they should be there soon." Zhou Yuan’s voice noticeably relaxed. "Stay safe, Xun. Call me anytime if anything happens."

Ten minutes after the call ended, a black commercial van drove into the villa complex and parked smoothly at the gate.

The doors opened, and four lean, athletic young men stepped out one after another. They wore matching dark short-sleeved shirts and cargo pants. With their steady strides and sharp gazes, it was obvious at a glance that they were professionally trained.

The leader was a man with a buzz cut in his early thirties. He wasn’t particularly tall, but his broad shoulders gave off an aura of steadfast reliability just by standing there. He quickly walked over to Yang Xun and gave a slight nod. "Mr. Yang, Young Master Zhou sent us. My name is Chen Hua, and these are my brothers. Young Master Zhou ordered us to follow you for the next few days. Just say the word if you need anything."

Yang Xun sized them up, mentally acknowledging Zhou Yuan’s arrangement. These men looked like true professionals, not just a bunch of empty muscle.

"Alright, thanks for your hard work. I’m heading out soon; just tail me, but you don’t need to stay too close."

Chen Hua nodded in agreement and led the men back into the van.

The black commercial van trailed behind Yang Xun’s car, maintaining a discreet distance.

Just as he drove out of the Jinfu Orchid Garden’s main gate, Yang Xun’s phone rang again. He answered it one-handed, and Xu Qian’s somewhat urgent voice came through the speaker. "Yang Xun! Where are you? That major client is back. When will you be here?"

"What’s the rush? I’m on my way right now. I’ll be there in about half an hour," Yang Xun replied in a completely unhurried tone.

"Then hurry up. They’re already waiting in the private room," Xu Qian urged before hanging up.

Yang Xun tossed his phone onto the passenger seat and accelerated onto the main road. In his rearview mirror, the black commercial van followed at a leisurely pace, keeping the perfect distance.

As he passed the third intersection, Yang Xun’s peripheral vision suddenly caught an abnormal movement.

From the fork ahead on the left, a large semi-truck suddenly barreled out. It was moving at breakneck speed, its front end hurtling straight toward him without the slightest sign of braking.

Simultaneously, two black sedans on his right accelerated, one in front and one behind, completely sealing off his space to change lanes.

The three vehicles formed a near-airtight pincer formation, firmly trapping Yang Xun’s car in place.

The front of the semi-truck rapidly magnified in his line of sight. Its massive shadow pressed down on him like a descending mountain, the roar of its engine absolutely deafening.