Volume 1, Chapter 58: Women Are Like a Calamity

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This private hospital room featured a balcony and two top-tier nurses.

Tang Hu, son of the Qinghai City Chamber of Commerce, finally regained consciousness from his coma.

He immediately saw Yan Fengjia also present at the hospital and rushed out.

“It’s you.”

“Of course it’s me,” Tang Hu glanced around with a sinister smile. “You may have killed my father, but don’t worry—I’m not here to cause trouble for you.”

“Actually, I should thank you. Now that no one can control me, I can do whatever I want.”

“However, I’ll remind you: since you killed members of the Tian family, they will definitely come after you. How about this—you give me 100 million yuan, and with my connections, I’ll figure out a way to help you settle this.”

Yan Fengjia laughed. “You’re quite the beast, all for your family’s petty wealth?”

“People look out for themselves, or else they’ll be doomed. I’ve long despised that old man anyway, and I’m just his adopted son.”

Tang Hu was shrewd, having hung around the Chamber of Commerce chairman from early on. Smooth-talking and tactful, he became one of the chairman’s adopted sons.

But years ago, this man had gotten Tang Hu’s woman drunk and impregnated her.

Later, right before Tang Hu’s eyes, his adopted father openly took this woman into his own home as his mistress.

For years, Tang Hu suppressed his rage and endured the humiliation of having his woman called his stepmother, all while plotting to kill the old man.

Now, with Yan Fengjia’s help, this major task was accomplished.

At this moment, Tang Hu, having endured great hardship, finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

Yan Fengjia noticed a woman with wavy long hair sitting in the hospital room.

She wore a thin, seductive, white ruched skirt hugging her hips.

Her figure was voluptuous, and her pair of long legs clad in black stockings made her presence even more alluring.

This was his stepmother, who had now become his woman.

Seeing Yan Fengjia’s gaze fixed on her, Tang Hu beckoned with a finger. “Slut, come here.”

The woman, fearful, grudgingly obeyed.

“Damn it, aren’t you usually so eager on that old man? Move faster!”

Tang Hu grabbed her hair roughly and pressed her down right in front of Yan Fengjia.

“This woman’s figure is not bad, let me tell you, her bed skills are top-notch; otherwise, why would that old man visit her room every night?”

“If you give me 100 million yuan, I can use the old man’s connections to help you resolve this.”

“This woman, you can do whatever you want with her—even if she gets pregnant, no problem. She likes being played with, so what do you say?”

The woman glanced up at Yan Fengjia but said nothing.

To these powerful men, beautiful women were mere commodities—used for pleasure and discarded like trash afterward.

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This was not unusual; in some business dealings, attractive women often played an effective role.

Yan Fengjia smiled. “Keep this woman for yourself.”

He had no interest in such petty people.

“Stop right there,” Tang Hu snapped and walked up. “Yan Fengjia, I know you’re tough, but does fighting help?”

“Think about it—your Yan family only has some connections around here.”

“But don’t forget the Tian family’s status—they’re one of the eight big families of Junlin Group.”

“The Tian family’s forces dominate Modo. I guarantee you’ll be safe for 100 million yuan—it’s really worth it.”

“No need.”

Yan Fengjia turned and walked away immediately.

“Damn you, what are you pretending for?” Tang Hu spat on the ground in frustration. “Just wait and see when you fall.”

Afterwards, Tang Hu looked at the woman bowing her head on the floor; his wicked desire ignited.

“Dressing so provocatively, you deserve punishment. Get to bed—I’m going to vent all my grievances on you.”

Not long after, the private room echoed with a man’s roaring and a woman’s coquettish moans.

Passersby heard and were shocked.

“Fengjia, today I plan to stay here with my father. You should go back first.”

Yan Fengjia finished his cigarette and entered the room. Qin Wanqiu looked grateful.

“Alright,” Yan Fengjia said. “How do you plan to handle your mother’s and your brother’s affairs?”

“I’ve already arranged everything. Don’t worry,” Qin Wanqiu didn’t want to trouble Yan Fengjia further.

Just now, she had taken care of everything.

“Alright,” Yan Fengjia said, unwilling to say more, turning to leave.

Shortly after Yan Fengjia left, Tang Hu caught sight of Qin Wanqiu’s figure and face from the corner of his eye.

He was completely captivated.

Compared to the woman beside him—his “stepmother”—Qin Wanqiu was in an entirely different league.

Her black hair was pinned up, revealing a snow-white nape.

Though conservatively dressed, her voluptuous figure was impossible to conceal.

Especially her hips—completely unlike typical Asian features.

“This woman… she’s stunning,” Tang Hu licked his lips and exchanged a look with his subordinates.

“Guard the door. Don’t let anyone in. This kind of rare beauty—I’ve never seen one like her. Tonight, I’m going to have a great time.”

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The subordinates immediately understood.

Tang Hu smiled as he strode inside, locking the door behind him.

Soon, Qin Wanqiu’s screams pierced the air.

“What are you doing? Get out now or I’ll call the police!”

“Ah!”

In the underground garage, Yan Fengjia was on the phone.

It was Long Yiran, who had just arrived in Modo.

She was now reunited with her daughter.

Beside her stood an elderly man in traditional Chinese attire, his smile kind and gentle.

He was the head of the Tang family, one of the eight big families of Junlin Group and a well-known figure in Kyoto.

“You already know who I am, right?” Yan Fengjia said calmly.

Long Yiran felt guilty. “Mr. Yan, I truly don’t know how to thank you. You not only helped my daughter and me, but you also entrusted me with managing the Tian family’s assets.”

“I trust your ability and intelligence. Don’t let me down. I’ve already had the Tang family deal thoroughly with the Tian family’s people.”

“You can manage without worry. No one will seek revenge against you.”

After saying this, Yan Fengjia hung up.

He was about to leave when the car window was tapped.

“Sir, you should hurry back. Your friend is in trouble.”

“Is that you?” Yan Fengjia rolled down the window and saw the woman involved with the Tang family father and son. He said coolly, “What friend?”

“The very beautiful lady with the great figure. I saw you come out of that room when I was fetching water.”

Yan Fengjia was stunned. “What happened to her?”

The woman said, “That bastard Tang Hu has his men guarding the door. I think he’s trying to force your friend.”

“If we’re late, I’m afraid everything will be over.”

At those words, Yan Fengjia’s expression turned icy cold.

“He’s courting death!”