Chapter 3 - 3 Chapter 3: This Man is Not to be Provoked

3 Chapter 3: This Man is Not to be Provoked

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

The night was destined to be anything but peaceful.

Rainy City’s most expensive bar, Dihao Bar, was at its peak of revelry, with deafening DJ music and men and women passionately dancing and kissing all over the dance floor.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance.

About a dozen well-trained soldiers burst in, standing respectfully on both sides.

While everyone was looking at each other, confused about what was happening, the bar manager hastened inside with a nod and a bow, a look of honored surprise on his face.

“Young Master Jue, what brings you here today? If I had known you were coming, I would have had someone wait for you outside.”

Not even the boss of Dihao Bar, which had clout over both the underworld and the elite of Rainy City, had been seen being so obsequious to anyone before.

The man who walked in, surrounded by stars, was exceptionally young, with a narrow waist and long legs, and a sharply defined profile.

Unfortunately, the aura he emitted was so forbiddingly cold; it felt as sharp as a knife’s edge, keeping people from even daring to harbor any thoughts about him.

Yet, such an unapproachable, high-and-mighty man was holding a sleeping woman in his arms.

The woman’s face was turned inward, her features unclear.

The manager had only glanced at her twice when he felt the sharp gaze of the man locking onto him. He trembled and quickly averted his gaze, asking with utmost respect.

“Are you here today to…”

Li Beijue’s piercing falcon-like eyes didn’t even glance at the person who had come up to greet him. He surveyed the venue and his eyebrows drew together in a deep frown.

Everyone’s heart skipped a beat and for some reason, the air around seemed to grow colder as they heard the man’s forceful and undeniable command, “Lock down the bar!”

“Yes, sir!”

About a dozen soldiers displayed a majestic air—

…

It was only after they had left with great pomp that the quietened bar came back to life.

Maidens with flushed faces fixated on the direction where the man had left, murmuring excitedly, “Who was that just now, he’s so handsome.”

“Where have you been digging in the dirt? You don’t even know him?”

One girl looked at her with disgust, her hands cupping her face and a proud tone as if she were talking about her own husband, “Li Beijue! You must have heard of Li Beijue, right?”

“He’s the youngest commander in Country Di’s history and also the enigmatic CEO of an international group. His looks are beyond reproach, his wealth beyond question, it seems like everything about him is beyond reproach.”

“Rich enough to rival nations, influential enough to reach the heavens, he is essentially Prince Charming in the eyes of all women.”

“It’s a pity he’s so low-key and rarely accepts media interviews. I can’t believe I actually saw him in person today, I’m so lucky!”

Not far away, several other girls were equally excitedly tugging at their companion’s sleeve, their faces in disbelief.

The bar buzzed with the voices of infatuated women.

Only Lin Anxin had searched the bar and anxiously ran back.

“Enen is missing. Did anyone see her?”

The other women from the drama crew were still gushing over Li Beijue, not paying any attention to what she said.

“Did anyone see Enen?”

Finally, a lighting technician who couldn’t stand it any longer pacified her, “Chi Enen? Haven’t seen her. Didn’t she go to shoot a video?”

“The restroom is empty,” Lin Anxin said anxiously.

“Calm down, she probably just didn’t want to shoot the video and didn’t want to be scolded for slacking off, so she probably went back.”

“Did she go back?” Nothing worried Lin Anxin more than the thought of her friend falling prey to predators in the bar. Hearing her companion say that Chi Enen had gone back, she picked up the car keys from the table and hurriedly stood up, “I’ll go home and check.”

“Commander?”

“Drive!”

The black Bentley tore through the night, and ten minutes later,

‘Screech!’ the sound of tires rubbing against the ground came to a halt.

Li Beijue carried the person from the co-driver seat and strode towards the villa.

A middle-aged woman wearing an apron came forward to greet, “Young master, Mr. President asked you to call him back once you’re home. Uh, this is…”

Aunt Wang thought there was something wrong with her eyes.

What did she see?

The young master, who despised women, was actually holding a woman in his arms!

She couldn’t help but chant a blessing, praying to the heavens. A woman was good news; it meant the young master wasn’t impotent as the rumors said.

“Aunt Wang, call Si Chen over,” Li Beijue ordered, just as she was feeling overjoyed.

Si Chen was the most capable all-round doctor in Country Di’s history, and Li Beijue’s personal doctor.

“Alright, I’ll go right now.”

“Hurry up.”

Li Beijue carried the person in his arms upstairs, opened the room door, and laid her on his bed.

The black bedsheet made the person’s complexion on the bed appear even paler. Her eyes closed, she even seemed obedient and gentle.

Li Beijue knew that this was just an illusion.

In his more than twenty years of life, Chi Enen had always been a chaotic presence.

Reckless and outspoken, she had burst into his life without any of the demureness a girl should have, and at one point, he thought this bright person, like the sunlight, would never leave him.

But he forgot that even the sun has times when it cannot be seen!

He would absolutely not let her disappear a second time!

Li Beijue clenched his fists.

Just then, a mobile phone rang in the room. He walked over and picked it up, “Hello.”

“Beijue, Ai Yi called to say you stood her up. What’s going on, didn’t you promise me you’d definitely accompany her home this time?”

“I have an emergency.”

“What emergency is more urgent than Ai Yi?”

Footsteps sounded from downstairs.

Li Beijue frowned and hastily said, “I’ll explain another day. That’s it for now, I still have things to do.” Without waiting for the person on the phone to respond, he hung up.

“Knock knock—”

“Come in.”

A young man in a white lab coat entered, sweating profusely, “Young Master Jue, are you feeling unwell?”

He knew his friend well—aside from severe insomnia, he had no other problems, and his body had been as good as it had been for the past ten years, definitely better than his temper.

Li Beijue casually took off his coat and lifted his chin slightly, “I’m fine, you take a look at her.”

“Uh, a woman?” Si Chen’s reaction was the same as Aunt Wang’s, a bit surprised.

“Check why she fainted.” Li Beijue poured a cup of water and arrogantly sat down on the sofa nearby.

Si Chen looked at the sleeping Chi Enen on the bed and asked in surprise, “Who is this?”

“…My fiancee.” To be precise, his ex-fiancee.

“Fiancee?!” Si Chen frowned, wanting to say something but hesitated. “I probably can’t check her now; I didn’t bring any instruments.”

He paused and then said, “Maybe tomorrow…”

“Then go get them now!” The man on the sofa interrupted him forcefully, commanding, “I want the checkup results in half an hour.”

“…”

…

As night fell, the wide, boundless sky was adorned with a bright moon suspended in the firmament. The bright moonlight streamed in through the window sill, illuminating the king-size big bed.

The country’s top gynecological experts bustled beside the bed, busy with their examinations.

In a short while, a fresh examination report was produced.

It was delivered to the study room next door.

After reading the entire report, Li Beijue’s eyes narrowed to a needle-tip size, icy, stifling, and severe.

He stood up abruptly, kicking over the chair beside him with a foot.

With a loud bang, the people in the room broke out into a cold sweat!

“This is the result you’ve come up with?”

The report was slammed onto the table.

Li Beijue’s hand veins bulged, and his thin lips were pressed into a tight line!

“There’s an 80% chance she’s pregnant?”

“…” The crowd fell silent, none daring to be the one to speak out.

“Shit!”

Li Beijue punched the wall fiercely, blood trickling down from his hand.

This induced a chorus of gasps from those around.

“Young Master Jue.”

“Young master.”

“Commander.”

“Don’t come near!” He seemed to become suddenly calm after his rage, his face turning an extreme shade of iron blue as he gave an order, “Si Chen, arrange it, take her to the hospital for a thorough checkup. If she’s pregnant, have her curetted immediately!”

As soon as his voice dropped, he closed his eyes once more and when he reopened them, his gaze had completely calmed down, his thin lips touching briefly, “…No, throw her out!”