An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 131 Attack and Defense (Part 1)
As soon as she made the sound, Chu Yao immediately regretted it. A moment too late, her reason compelled her to cover her mouth, but it was too late.

Chu Yao subconsciously turned her eyes to look at the man's face next to her. As soon as her gaze fell on the man's sharp jawline, and she tried to look up, the man suddenly pulled her up and shoved her into the back seat of the SUV.

Her head hit the metal part of the car window, and a sudden stinging pain came from the back of her head. Everything happened too fast. Although Chu Yao couldn't react in time, she tried her best to remain calm throughout the whole process and didn't make a sound.

The next second, the man leaned in and pressed down on him.

Startled, Chu Yao's eyes widened, but she still bit her lip tightly.

"Hiss—" was the sound of buttons popping open and fabric tearing.

A chill ran down her shoulder as she was exposed to the cold air inside the car. Chu Yao stared incredulously into the dark eyes of the person looming over her.

The man's face was backlit by the faint light coming in from outside the car, and his originally striking and well-defined features now appeared somewhat hazy, making it impossible for Chu Yao to discern the emotions in his eyes.

The man looked down at her from his superior position, exuding an imposing aura.

She glared at him fiercely, but he ignored her and even took more egregious actions.

The man buried his face in her neck and bit down hard.

Chu Yao winced in pain, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably. Instinctively, she bent her knees and, anticipating the general direction, launched an upward attack.

The man sensed something and, almost at the same moment she exerted force, quickly adjusted his movements, freeing one hand to grab her calf and arm, while his lower body tried to dodge to the right.

The defenses have shown some effectiveness, but... not much.

A muffled groan, heavy and strained, came from the man beside her.

Hearing this, Chu Yao knew that her attack had been mostly successful. She wanted to press her advantage and tried to push the man, who was in pain, away to escape his clutches.

But she had clearly underestimated the man's endurance. After only a couple of seconds of adjustment, Jiang Zheng bit her shoulder blade again, and it hurt even more. This time, her hands, feet, and body were all firmly pinned down by him, giving her no room to resist. "Scream!" came the man's suppressed and urgent urging in her ear.

Confusion gradually replaced some of the fear and humiliation. Chu Yao didn't understand what he meant by those words.

Therefore, there was no cooperation.

Immediately afterward, the man tightened his grip between his teeth, causing the pain in his shoulder to intensify. He squeezed out two words through his teeth: "Hurry up!"

“Say it out!” he repeated.

Chu Yao was still confused, but this time she actually cried out.

It really hurts...

"what!--"

Hong Mingyang led his group closer and closer, following the sound. He led the way and arrived first near the constantly vibrating black SUV.

The clear scream of a woman, the large and small figures trembling up and down in the dimly lit carriage—all these things stirred the imagination.

Hong Mingyang raised his right hand above his head, and the group behind him stopped in their tracks, no longer moving forward.

Hong Mingyang stared intently through the car window, recognizing the figure of the man above him—the iconic black leather jacket… He recognized him.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Hong Mingyang's eyelids twitched involuntarily. He quickly turned around, his face contorted, his mouth moving as he silently signaled to his men, "Go!"

The deliberately soft footsteps gradually faded into the distance.