She saw a man in a denim jacket punch Gu Shaoting back a few steps, then kick him a few more times.
Gu Shaoting, clearly caught off guard by the assault, was visibly displeased.
He tried to fight back, but it was no use. Instead, he was thrown to the side with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.
Within seconds, the well-dressed Gu Shaoting was beaten black and blue by Zhou Jinbai.
"Do you want me to beat you down the stairs, or do you want to roll away yourself?" the man's voice was cold and deep, exuding a terrifying aura of deterrence.
Gu Shaoting, lying on the ground with his features contorted in pain, looked at the stranger before him and said resentfully, "Who are you?"
"You're not worthy of knowing my identity," the man spoke again, his eyes full of disdain. "What, are you still planning to linger here? Haven't you had enough beating?"
Gu Shaoting struggled to get up from the ground. Although it was already humiliating, he knew very well that he was no match for the man in front of him.
He glared at Lin Xingwan fiercely and threatened, "Lin Xingwan, I'll give you one night to think about it. If you realize your mistake tomorrow, you'll still be my fiancée, Gu Shaoting!"
Gu Shaoting uttered these words as if bestowing a favor, then angrily stormed away.
Only when Gu Shaoting's back disappeared into the elevator did Lin Xingwan breathe a sigh of relief.
She looked at the man still with his back to her and said weakly, with gratitude, "Thank you."
The man turned around, and Lin Xingwan's face, full of gratitude, turned into utter astonishment. Her pink lips parted slightly as if inviting someone to taste them. "Zhou... Zhou Jinbai? What are you doing here?"
"I came to see a friend and happened to witness that scene," Zhou Jinbai replied in a cold tone. "You look quite intelligent, so why is your taste in men so poor?"
The man just now, even though Zhou Jinbai saw him for the first time, he found him repulsive.
He looked like a pretty boy living off a woman, completely lacking any masculine spirit.
And he dared to bully a woman in broad daylight. If he were thrown into the army, a single spit from each soldier could drown him.
Lin Xingwan felt extremely awkward and didn't know what to say for a moment.
After all, he was speaking the truth!
The next second, a strong wave of dizziness washed over her. Lin Xingwan felt her head spin and her legs grow weak, and she stumbled forward.
The expected pain did not come. She was caught by Zhou Jinbai.
Seeing Lin Xingwan's trembling hands, the man frowned and said, "Should I take you to the hospital?"
Lin Xingwan should have been pale, but due to her extreme embarrassment, her cheeks were flushed red. "No, I... I think this is low blood sugar. I didn't eat breakfast."
Zhou Jinbai glared at Lin Xingwan exasperatedly. Why was this woman like a child, unable to take care of herself?
He helped Lin Xingwan to the sofa and opened the refrigerator to see what was inside.
Besides a few bottles of juice, the refrigerator was empty.
He scanned the kitchen again. It was brand new and clean, with no trace of cooking.
"You don't have any other food here?" Zhou Jinbai asked.
Lin Xingwan shook her head. "I usually eat at the company. I've already ordered takeout, and it should be here soon."
As soon as Lin Xingwan finished speaking, the doorbell rang.
Zhou Jinbai walked expressionlessly to the door. When he opened it, he saw a delivery man in a blue uniform holding a box. "Hello, your take... Holy cow, Brother Zhou?"
The delivery man was the same yellow-haired guy who had been riding a motorcycle last night. His eyes were wide as saucers, and his mouth could have swallowed an egg.
Especially when he caught a glimpse of a woman in pajamas lying on the sofa through the gap, the yellow-haired guy was completely petrified.
This, this, this... wasn't this the woman he met last night?
Was she really Brother Zhou's woman? Did Brother Zhou spend the night here last night?
Had they just finished some intense activity and were now hungry for takeout?
In just a few seconds, Zhou Jinbai's image of being indifferent to women collapsed in the yellow-haired guy's mind.
"Brother Zhou, you're too fierce! You've worn her out like this," the yellow-haired guy said with admiration.
"Give me the takeout," Zhou Jinbai said coldly. The yellow-haired guy quickly handed him the takeout.
Bang—
The door was shut mercilessly. Zhou Jinbai placed the takeout on the table and opened it.
Lin Xingwan, starving, began to devour the food.
While Lin Xingwan was eating, Zhou Jinbai had already familiarized himself with the layout of her apartment.
It was a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment. The house was tidy and clean, not like a place where someone lived, but more like a model home.
Even the plants on the balcony were artificial.
Was this the woman who had pleased his grandmother at first sight?
Zhou Jinbai couldn't help but recall the heartbroken and devastated look on the old lady's face after this woman had left last night.
"I brought her to my home, and you'll die if you say one more word?"
"Zhou, if you don't marry that girl, you're not my grandson anymore."
"If I don't have a granddaughter-in-law, what's the point of me living? Our Zhou family will be childless!"
The old lady cried, threw tantrums, and threatened to hang herself. Zhou Jinbai was forced to sleep at his friend's house late at night. Who would have thought that he would meet this woman again the next day after leaving his friend's place?
"Are you still feeling dizzy?" Zhou Jinbai suddenly asked.
"I'm not dizzy anymore. Thank you," Lin Xingwan replied truthfully.
"In that case, I'll be going now," Zhou Jinbai got up and walked towards the door. Lin Xingwan quickly went to see him off.
When they reached the door, Zhou Jinbai turned around and looked at the woman in slippers, who was clearly shorter than yesterday. He said coldly, "If you have low blood sugar, keep some chocolate handy. Don't see me off if you're not feeling well."
Before Lin Xingwan could reply, the man closed the door.
Lin Xingwan let out a long sigh. Zhou Jinbai's presence was too strong. The oppressive aura he exuded surpassed even that of Gu Shaoting, who was a CEO.
However, the scene of him beating Gu Shaoting not long ago still made Lin Xingwan feel both handsome and beautiful when she recalled it.
After eating, Lin Xingwan took some fever reducer.
She fell into a daze and slept. The next morning, as usual, she headed to the company.
When Lin Xingwan, dressed in a black professional suit, appeared at the company entrance, the entire building seemed to become even more bustling due to her presence.
Four or five employees followed Lin Xingwan, reporting on company matters. From basic product procurement to the pleasant negotiations with various business partners, Lin Xingwan made decisions swiftly and decisively.
Her confident strides, her beautiful back, and her composed demeanor were all a scenic view of Huanyu Group.
This was Lin Xingwan's daily life; she was accustomed to high-intensity work.
When Lin Xingwan reached the door of her office, she saw Lin Shirou sitting in her office chair, draped in a man's suit, with a victor's smile on her face.