The Mysterious Night of Beijing

Lin Chuxiu struggled with all her might, but to no avail.

People stopped to watch, but most were just there for the spectacle and no one stepped forward.

The fat man smiled smugly, and even tried to touch her face with his other hand.

"Don't be shy, I know you're secretly quite horny..."

Just as that greasy hand was about to touch her.

A black figure swept past like a gust of wind.

Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and the fat, burly man, weighing at least 200 pounds, was kicked away with a powerful kick.

"boom--"

It crashed heavily to the ground several meters away like a tattered sack, letting out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Lin Chuxiu looked up blankly at the tall figure blocking her way.

The man was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, his posture upright like a pine tree, with broad shoulders and back.

Even just a glimpse of his back exudes a powerful aura.

He slowly turned around.

Backlit, Lin Chuxiu couldn't see his face clearly for a moment.

All she could see were those deep, dark eyes fixed on her.

She felt the man's gaze sweep over her reddened wrist, and his aura grew even colder.

The next second, he took off his suit jacket and gently draped it over her slightly trembling shoulders!

Lin Chuxiu looked up in a daze.

"Mr. Meng?!"

Backlit, the man's features were deep and hard.

When he turned around completely and his face came into clear view, her breath caught in her throat.

This is Meng Huizhou.

He is a truly top-tier, enigmatic figure in Beijing's elite circles, and the head of the Meng family.

Legend has it that he was ruthless and cunning, a powerful figure in the financial world, a fearsome and intimidating figure whom everyone dared not approach.

Lin Chuxiu met him during her winter break when she was working part-time as a tutor for Meng Huizhou's adopted son at the Meng family home.

This job was introduced by Jiang Xian'an, or rather, the "Jiang Xian'an" of the night, who is Jiang Chiye.

The Meng family is the family of the mother of the two Jiang brothers.

In other words, Meng Huizhou is Jiang Xian'an and Jiang Chiye's maternal uncle!

Why would he help her?

Shock and confusion intertwined in her mind.

But at this moment, the renewed gazes around her made her want to escape this suffocating place as soon as possible.

"Can you walk?"

When Meng Huizhou spoke, his voice was low and devoid of emotion, yet strangely it carried a reassuring power.

Lin Chuxiu pursed her pale lips and nodded almost without hesitation.

"able."

All she wants now is to leave immediately.

Meng Huizhou didn't say anything more, and casually put his arm around her shoulder.

His movements were gentlemanly, yet no one dared to stop him; the onlookers spontaneously made way for them.

As I sat in the passenger seat, the car was filled with the same crisp, clean scent as he exuded.

Lin Chuxiu's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but what followed was a deeper sense of exhaustion and confusion.

The car smoothly drove away from the Peking University gate and merged into the traffic.

Silence spread through the car. Lin Chuxiu leaned back in her seat, watching the street scene rushing past the window, as if it were all unreal.

Unable to bear the inexplicable awkwardness and ambiguity, Lin Chuxiu gritted her teeth and asked, "Mr. Meng, what brings you to school? Is there something important?"

This great Buddha is extremely busy and spends most of his time abroad. The Jiang family had to make an appointment to see him a month in advance, so how could he suddenly appear at Shanghai University?

Is it... that you've come to see her?

No, that's not how it works, how could that be?

Lin Chuxiu instinctively wanted to refute herself, but at a red light intersection, the all-black Cullinan stopped.

Meng Huizhou's gaze was fixed ahead, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather, yet he dropped a bombshell.

"Miss Lin, would you consider marrying me?"

"What?"

Lin Chuxiu turned her head sharply, wondering if she was hallucinating because of the shock.

She looked at Meng Huizhou, but couldn't detect a hint of joking on his face.

"Marry me."

Meng Huizhou repeated it, his tone still steady.

"This is currently the fastest way to get rid of the Lin and Jiang families and completely quell all rumors and public opinion."

He finally turned his head to the side.

His deep gaze locked onto her face, which was flushed with shock.

What does this mean? How did news about the school reach Mr. Meng's ears?

Did he see those photos? No way!

Lin Chuxiu was almost in tears, her eyes red: "Why me? We're not even close."

"Besides, sir, how can I, in my current state, be worthy of being Mrs. Meng?"

"You don't need to worry about that."

Meng Huizhou lightly swept his gaze over her lips, which bore the marks of her teeth from clenching them tightly, his eyes deep and intense.

"The identity of the mistress of the Meng family is enough to shut up all the gossips."

"As for the reason, you can take it as Hao Hao liking you. He is my adopted son and future heir, and I have an obligation to give him a complete family."

Lin Chuxiu's heart pounded wildly, and her mind was in complete chaos.

She felt like her brain couldn't keep up.

Even this reason couldn't convince her. She wanted to ask something, but the car had already arrived at the destination. Meng Huizhou handed her a pure black business card with only his name and a private number on it. The material was special and cool to the touch.

"You can think it over carefully. Once you've made up your mind, contact me."

After the man left, Lin Chuxiu stood blankly downstairs at the apartment building. The autumn wind was chilling and desolate, but she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

It's as if it was all just a dream...