Lin Chuan has always regarded Fang Yuan as a friend, never imagining that this woman, Fang Yuan, harbored so many thoughts inside her heart.

"You've become even more beautiful recently," Lin Chuan complimented her.

"Really?" Fang Yuan burst into a smile upon hearing this, her smile often accompanied by tumultuous waves. She leaned close to Lin Chuan's ear and whispered, "Lately I've snagged quite a few sexy lingeries and seductive uniforms on Taobao, would you be interested in taking a look?"

"Uh..." Lin Chuan felt awkward and quickly shook his head: "Forget it. I... I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

"Hehe..." Fang Yuan laughed with a playful tone, saying, "I've never once intended for you to control yourself."

While speaking, Fang Yuan hugged Lin Chuan from behind, her full bosom pressed against his back before she gently squeezed, making Lin Chuan feel the meaty temptation and seduction. Lin Chuan, a red-blooded man, was finding it hard to resist this seductive lure. The alcohol in his body acted as a catalyst; he felt as if a blazing fire had been ignited in his lower abdomen, and the thing in his pants had become restless, protesting without regard for Lin Chuan's feelings, and had sprung up unexpectedly.

"Don't do this!" Lin Chuan said, eyes closed.

Fang Yuan kissed Lin Chuan's neck with those tempting red lips, then took his earlobe in her mouth and teased it gently with her tongue. That feeling sent a minuscule electric current coursing through Lin Chuan's blood, electrifying every cell in his body. Each cell was seething, becoming extraordinarily excited and agitated.

Lin Chuan was struggling to control himself.

In the dimly lit bar with rock music blaring, it seemed that the atmosphere itself was a catalyst, corrupting every cell in Lin Chuan's body, making him feel as though his body was no longer under his own control.

Ah!

Suddenly, Fang Yuan saw a blur before her eyes. It felt like she was embraced by a pair of hands from the darkness, and then, her body was out of her control. She couldn't help but let out a sharp scream. When she recovered her senses, she found herself tightly held in Lin Chuan's embrace. Moreover, her legs were spread apart, sitting on Lin Chuan's thighs, the two of them locked in an extremely intimate position. Fang Yuan felt her chest was less than ten centimeters away from Lin Chuan's face.

The blinding whiteness of her chest and those soul-enticing snowy peaks were visually impacting Lin Chuan. From Lin Chuan's perspective, those alluring mounds seemed like tempting flowers. Moreover, Fang Yuan was wearing a short skirt, and with her legs spread apart, Lin Chuan had an unobstructed view, the white panties quite visible, and one could almost see beyond them to even more enticing territories…

Lin Chuan took a deep breath, his hands firmly supporting Fang Yuan's buttocks.

"What are you trying to do!" Lin Chuan asked with a cold voice.

"It's you who wants to do something..." Fang Yuan leaned forward without any restraint, her chest almost touching Lin Chuan's face.

Ssss...

Lin Chuan sucked in a breath of cool air, forcing his eyes shut, trying his utmost to control the heated blood within him. But, when those twin delights pressed against his face, Lin Chuan felt as if the overheated cells in his body had exploded, and his blood seemed to boil instantaneously.

Fang Yuan wrapped her arms around Lin Chuan's neck, rubbing his cheeks with her bosom, that alluring posture, that soul-snatching temptation...

"Damn it, what kind of luck has that kid racked up?" muttered a runner dealing 'bolus' and 'flour' in the Night Color Bar with a face full of envy and resentment.

"Heh, don't be envious, kid," a man beside him said: "You probably don't recognize him, do you?"

"Fuck, who is he?" The runner, with a cigarette in his mouth, said disdainfully: "Why the hell should I know who he is?"

"He's the third most important figure from our city's Dong District," the man explained with a grin: "The owner of the Haiqing Pool, Lin Chuan."

"He's Lin Chuan?" The runner was startled.

"That's right," the man nodded and said: "It's not too late to get to know him now."

"Fuck, what's this third or fourth important figure nonsense," the runner snorted coldly, "I don't care. I'm just pissed that Sister Fang, that little tempting vixen, would throw herself at that guy. Hmph, I've been chasing her for so long, and she hasn't shown the slightest bit of interest in me!"

"Haha..." The man burst out laughing and said: "You? Forget it. If Sister Fang really took a fancy to you, that would be like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung."

"Screw you," the runner cursed loudly.

Lin Chuan and Fang Yuan had been constantly flirting with each other, yet they never crossed certain lines. Even though Lin Chuan often felt he couldn't hold back, his conscience remained clear. He understood that he had a girlfriend and couldn't mess around anymore. He had already compromised his morals with Fang Yuan, and he absolutely would not let himself do it again. That would be disrespectful to Tang Yumeng.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yuan said with a teasing smile, "Losing your strength? Or has Tang Yumeng already drained you dry?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Lin Chuan snorted coldly, "My relationship with Xiao Yu is pure."

Pfft...

Fang Yuan immediately covered her mouth and said, "There's no such thing as a pure friendship between men and women. As for whatever happened between you two, I don't care. I just hope something could happen between us!"

"Stop messing around, Fang Yuan," Lin Chuan said awkwardly, "We're just friends."

"Friends?" Fang Yuan blinked her alluring eyes and, clinging to Lin Chuan's face, giggled, "I wouldn't mind being friends with benefits!"

"Get lost!" Lin Chuan quickly shook his head.

Seeing Lin Chuan's cool reaction, Fang Yuan angrily stood up from his lap and adjusted her clothes, snorting, "You're such a bore. After all this, you still don't have any reaction."

Lin Chuan quickly suppressed the fire within him, silently reciting the Heart Clarity Spell three times. He felt much better afterward.

Just as Lin Chuan was about to stand up, suddenly, a burst of shrieks came from the direction of the bar's entrance.

"Ah, someone's trying to take over our turf."

"No good, where's security? Where's security?"

Various voices arose from the crowd. In a place like Night Color Bar, there's usually local power backing it up, and their own security personnel would be strong, young guys. In no time at all, over a dozen young men in bulletproof vests armed with plastic batons charged out.

Outside the door, dozens of young men in a motley of colors rushed in, wielding bloody machetes and all sorts of sharp weapons.

The leader, a man with purple-dyed hair and a nose ring, walked in at a leisurely pace. The crowd in the bar had scattered, and the dance floor in the middle had become an empty void. No one dared to squeeze in there. The timid had already run, while the bold stayed to watch; some even took photos and shared them on social media.

"Relax, we're not here to take over," Brother Hong scoffed, "I'm Brother Hong from the Feiying Association. Today, I'm here for Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan, if you're a man, step forward."

Brother Hong was upset with a few people he had taken with him, and after hearing from people like Li Qiang that Lin Chuan might be at the Night Color Bar, he immediately turned around and headed straight there. Li Qiang and the others were bound and thrown onto a van, while Zhou Rui was also tied up to the seat with rope.

Seeing the situation, Lin Chuan was about to step forward but was stopped by Fang Yuan, "Let me handle this."

At this moment, Fang Yuan slowly walked over, smoking a lady's cigarette, and asked with a smile, "Does the Feiying Association have the audacity to cause trouble in my Jiangbei City? Are you filled with reckless courage?"

"Yo, a chick!" Brother Hong saw this and immediately laughed, "Beauty, why don't you spend the night with me?"

Fang Yuan narrowed her eyes and said, "Afraid you won't be able to handle it!"

Ha ha...

The scene burst into laughter, and the underlings of the Feiying Association were even more amused.

"Brother Hong, this lady is challenging you."

"Brother Hong, go for it, make her surrender."

Brother Hong was even more excited as he blew a ruffian whistle and said, "Beauty, want to try my eighteen centimeters? Guaranteed to make you insatiable."

"Really?" Fang Yuan replied with a cold laugh, "I've played with countless birds, and you think you measure up to that? Maybe you have one point eight centimeters at most."

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