Chapter 339: Was a Hex Cast?

Shortly after arriving at the hospital ward, Zhou Yuan rushed over with his men. “Xun, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Yang Xun’s tone was calm. “Your men aren’t badly injured, but let them rest in the hospital for a few days. As for Jiang Yian, help me look into his whereabouts today.”

“Damn it! Jiang Yian actually dared to make a move in broad daylight. He’s got some nerve!” Zhou Yuan cursed. Thank goodness he had the foresight to send a few bodyguards over.

Glancing at his continuously buzzing phone, Yang Xun said helplessly, “Zhou Yuan, I have something else to deal with, so I’ll be leaving first.”

“Go handle your business, Xun. Leave this place to me.” Zhou Yuan walked him to the door before returning to the ward, giving Chen Hua and the other three men a thumbs-up. “You all did well protecting Xun and keeping him unharmed. On top of covering your medical bills, I’m giving each of you a twenty-thousand-yuan bonus.”

Chen Hua smiled awkwardly. “Young Master Zhou, Mr. Yang actually didn’t need our protection at all. If anything, we might have held him back.” If they hadn’t run so slowly at the time, Yang Xun probably would have slammed on the gas and sped out of there long ago.

When the car stopped in front of Suiyue Bath Center, Yang Xun checked the time. He was nearly two hours later than planned. He quickly got out and headed straight for the familiar private room on the second floor.

Su Mei was leaning against the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in a lazy, casual posture. Today, she wore a dark green velvet slip dress with a hem that barely covered her upper thighs, exposing a pair of long, pale, and beautiful legs. Her long hair was loosely gathered to one side, revealing her delicate collarbones and the graceful curve of her neck. Bathed in the warm yellow light of the room, she looked like a lazy cat.

Hearing the door open, she turned her head slightly. Her gaze lingered on Yang Xun for a moment, a half-smile playing at the corners of her eyes. “I thought you weren’t coming today.”

“Something happened on the way. It delayed me.” Yang Xun closed the door and sat down beside her.

“You don’t look too good. What’s wrong? Run into some trouble?” Su Mei set down her wine glass and naturally leaned into his embrace.

“Just a minor issue. It’s already been handled.” A sweet fragrance filled Yang Xun’s nose. With her soft, delicate body in his arms, his desire was easily ignited.

“Stop thinking about those annoying things. I rushed back from out of town just for you today, and you made me wait this long,” Su Mei pouted playfully, her slender fingers drawing circles on his chest.

“It’s my fault, Su. All my time is yours now. I’ll make it up to you properly.” Yang Xun chuckled, gently wrapping an arm around her waist as he leaned down to kiss her.

In truth, Yang Xun rarely kissed these clients when entertaining them, but with a stunner like Su Mei, he simply couldn’t control himself. Her lips were soft, and her nimble tongue proactively slipped into his mouth. Her kissing skills were truly top-notch.

Yang Xun’s breathing grew heavy as his large hands wandered over her delicate body, igniting a fiery lust wherever they touched.

“Ah… your touch tickles. Hurry up and give it to me.” Su Mei’s eyes were practically dripping with desire as she impatiently parted her legs.

The lighting in the room was dim and suggestive, the air thick with the scent of essential oils. Their body temperatures steadily rose, and soon, the sounds of their intimate entanglement filled the space.

“Handsome, my whole body aches if I go two days without seeing you. Did you cast some kind of spell on me?” Su Mei panted heavily, her body trembling in response.

She had been with countless men, but no one had ever brought her such ultimate pleasure. The more she slept with him, the more reluctant she became to deal with him as an enemy. If only she could keep him by her side forever as a boy toy.

“You’re wronging me by saying that, Su. It’s just that you’re too tempting. Any man would go crazy after touching you. You’ve squeezed me entirely dry.” Yang Xun said this while working tirelessly, servicing Su Mei until she felt like she was floating in the clouds.

“Ah… smooth talker… so good!” Su Mei gasped continuously, her body twisting like a spiritual snake.

The battle finally ended three hours later.

Su Mei put her dark green velvet slip dress back on and stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her long hair. A lingering flush remained on her cheeks, and her lips looked slightly fuller than when she had arrived. She looked thoroughly nourished.

“Until next time.” She glanced back and gave him a smile filled with just the right amount of allure, then turned around, pushed the door open, and left.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yang Xun listened to the click-clack of her high heels fading down the hallway and couldn’t help but tsk. “How heartless! Getting dressed and leaving just like that. She treats me like a little toy.”

He sat on the bed for a minute before an idea suddenly struck him. He immediately grabbed his jacket draped over the chair and hurried downstairs.

By this time, Su Mei had already started her car and was slowly pulling away from the bath center. Yang Xun quickly started his engine and tailed her. He maintained a distance of two to three car lengths, leisurely trailing behind Su Mei’s sports car, using the traffic and traffic lights as cover. The sky had already grown dark, and since Yang Xun had been carefully masking his presence, Su Mei didn’t notice she was being followed.

Her sports car wove through the city center, drove down a few main roads, and finally stopped in front of a rather low-profile building. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary small building. The gray exterior lacked any flashy decorations, and the storefront was inconspicuous. However, the presence of numerous luxury cars parked nearby made it clear that this place was anything but simple.

Su Mei pushed open her car door, stepped out, and walked calmly to the club’s entrance. Two waiters in black uniforms stood at the door. Seeing her approach, they gave a slight bow. One of them stepped aside to pull open the heavy glass door, warmly inviting her inside. Su Mei gave a small nod and swayed her hips as she entered, her figure disappearing into the light and shadow of the lobby.

Yang Xun parked his car in a temporary spot not too far away. Leaving the engine running, he fixed his gaze on the entrance. It seemed this wasn’t a place just anyone could enter. Judging by the waiters’ attitude toward Su Mei, they clearly recognized her.

He sat in his car for a few minutes, carefully observing the building’s layout and the flow of people going in and out. Others continuously went through that door, and without exception, they all paused at the entrance for a moment, seemingly showing something to the waiters before being let in.

Yang Xun narrowed his eyes, noticing that every person who entered wore a badge pinned to their chest. That must be the ticket into the building. He got out of the car and circled the area, quickly locking onto a target: a young man who looked somewhat empty-headed.

As the man got out of his car and headed toward the building’s entrance, Yang Xun stumbled over, pretending to be drunk. He bumped into him and smoothly swiped the badge into his hand without drawing attention.

“Fuck! Are you blind? Watch where you’re going!” the man cursed loudly. Seeing that Yang Xun didn’t respond, he didn’t pursue the matter further.

As soon as Yang Xun turned around, he pinned the badge to his chest and walked briskly toward the door. Seeing someone approach, the two waiters carefully inspected his chest. Only then did they smile and bow, inviting him inside.