Chapter 8: The Rogue Taxi Driver

"Freaking hell, ungrateful much?" Dong Cheng's suppressed anger finally burst forth, his face contorting into a snarl.

Trouble!

Su Mei's heart sank as she saw Dong Cheng's change in demeanor, considering a temporary surrender to avoid further angering him.

But it was too late. Before she could speak, Dong Cheng, with a malicious grin, handed his phone to one of his underlings, saying, "Liu Zi, record this. Today, I'm going big."

"No, no... don't do this. I'll give you the money, any amount you want!" Panic gripped Su Mei as she realized the seriousness of the situation. In her rush to leave Ye Tian behind, she hadn't even taken her car, now deeply regretting her haste.

"It's too late for regrets now! Given your looks and clothes, you must be well-off. I'm going to have a good time today. If you dare to speak out, don't blame me for leaking your video all over the internet." Dong Cheng said as he ripped Su Mei's shirt in half.

"Boss, after you're done, can we have a turn too...?" Liu Zi, while recording, lecherously suggested, "Such a beauty is beyond our wildest dreams. I don't believe she'd dare go to the police. These kind of scandals are all the rage online these days."

Hearing Liu Zi's words, the other men also revealed lecherous grins. One of them pulled out a small white bottle and said, "Don't worry, boss. I have a bottle of 'Femme Fatale'. Just give her a dose, and in no time, she'll be begging us to take her."

Dong Cheng laughed heartily, grabbing the bottle and praising, "You're quite the scoundrel, but you're right. Why force when we can have her beg for it? Lucky you, my dear!"

As he was about to force the bottle's contents into Su Mei's mouth, she thought of the impending humiliation. Prideful and independent, she preferred death over such a fate. As the bottle neared her lips, she prepared to bite her tongue.

But just then, the dilapidated window of the second-floor warehouse shattered, and a figure burst in.

"Who's there!" Dong Cheng, startled by the sudden intrusion, dropped the bottle in shock.

Ye Tian, seeing everyone's stunned faces, awkwardly cleared his throat. His action, inspired by police movies, hadn't accounted for the gang's brazen behavior, resulting in a few scratches from the broken glass.

"Ye Tian, why are you here?" Su Mei, in her despair, hadn't expected Ye Tian to come to her rescue. Though he was wounded and disheveled, his figure seemed imposing and reassuring to her.

Thinking of the danger, Su Mei urged him, "Run! They're robbers, call the police!"

Ye Tian noticed Su Mei's torn clothes, his eyes flashing with anger, "Let her go!"

Though there wasn't much affection between them, they were legally married, and Su Mei was a major source of his dog food points.

"Who are you? A bodyguard? It's not worth it for a job! How about joining us instead? We'll let you go first," Dong Cheng, panicking at the interruption, proposed a deal to Ye Tian.

"Despicable!" Su Mei spat out, anxiously looking at Ye Tian, afraid he might agree, knowing her allure.

Ignoring Dong Cheng, Ye Tian walked to Su Mei, untied her, and held a magic rose seed. He pretended to grab something from the air, smiling at Su Mei, "Wife, I'm sorry you had to go through this right after our wedding."

A green stem extended from his hand, quickly sprouting leaves and a bud that blossomed into a vibrant red rose.

"Darling..." Su Mei, overwhelmed by fear, relief, regret, and gratitude, threw herself into Ye Tian's arms, crying.

Ye Tian stiffened, his intention being to ease her trauma, but he had forgotten her current state of mind. Her high spirits had plummeted with her grandfather's illness, and after nearly being violated, Ye Tian's sudden appearance and the magical rose had broken down her defenses.

What stunned Ye Tian wasn't her calling him husband but her barely covered chest pressing against him, causing a certain enjoyment amidst the tension.

But such tender moments often attract trouble, especially with jealous onlookers nearby. Seeing Ye Tian approach, they had thought he was agreeing to their vile plan, but now they were witnessing an affectionate scene.

Dong Cheng, burning with jealousy, slapped the table in rage, "Kid, this isn't the time to play hero. If you don't satisfy me today, you'll both stay here as a doomed couple."