"Baby, take it easy, don't let that idiot outside hear us..."
"What are you scared of? This isn't the first time, that moron probably really thinks I'm treating you."
At the Qin Family Villa, Chen Fan stood at the door of his wife Qin Lan's room, his brows tightly furrowed.
He listened to the noises inside, paused for a moment, then stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Honey, I poured some water for Doctor Sun, open up."
There was a brief panic in the room, followed by Qin Lan's scolding, "Get lost, Doctor Sun's in the middle of treating me, no time for water—you're just disturbing... mm... Sun... Doctor Sun, keep going!"
Chen Fan's frown deepened. "Wife, what's wrong? Why do you sound like you're choking?"
"I'm fine! Didn't you hear me tell you to get lost?" Qin Lan's voice grew more irritable.
Chen Fan bit his lips, took a deep breath, set his hand on the doorknob, and twisted hard.
It wouldn't turn.
This time he really panicked, started banging on the door like crazy, "What the hell are you two doing in there?! Why lock the door for a treatment? And why all these weird noises?"
"You don't understand what I'm saying, huh? You're interfering with Doctor Sun's treatment—can you afford the consequences if I stay sick?!" Qin Lan shrieked.
Chen Fan was past hearing her, he yanked at the doorknob with all his might, tried several times, and finally just started ramming it with his body.
After a few heavy impacts—
Bam!
The door burst open.
Chen Fan rushed in, burning with rage.
The bedsheets were a mess, Qin Lan's underwear lay on the floor, Qin Lan and Doctor Sun were scrambling to get dressed,
Seeing this, Chen Fan was completely stunned.
"Why?" Chen Fan's lips quivered, eyes wet with tears.
Qin Lan finished dressing, smoothed her hair, and said, "Why what? Doctor Sun was treating me, you barged in at the critical moment—shouldn't I be asking you?"
"Qin Lan, do you seriously take me for a fool!" Chen Fan's fists clenched, his whole body shaking, "Three years of marriage, I think about you every step, I do everything the way you want, all the dirty work in the house is mine."
"At your word, I'd run from the east side to the west side of the city, just to buy your favorite candied hawthorn."
"One word from you, I held back for three years and never touched you, but you? Why would you do this behind my back?"
"And right under my nose!"
Qin Lan saw she couldn't get away with it, and didn't even bother to lie anymore, her face cold: "Why? Isn't it because you're useless!"
She threw herself into Doctor Sun's arms, "You know what Jiancheng's background is—a young master of a medical family, Vice President of Tiancheng Pharmaceutical, a medical PhD from a prestigious foreign university. Just last week, he clinched the Su Family order for Tiancheng Pharmaceutical—the Su Family are the giants of Jiang City, anyone who can do business with them is someone from the top circles."
"Go look in the mirror—how do you compare to Jiancheng in any way?"
"I am your husband!" Chen Fan yelled.
"Ha!" Qin Lan sneered, "If Grandpa hadn't gone nuts before he died and named you as my husband in the will, you think I'd ever marry someone so worthless?"
Sun Jiancheng grinned coldly, running his hands all over Qin Lan in front of Chen Fan, "Chen Fan, beauties always end up with capable men. If you're a nobody, don't complain when your wife cheats."
"Sun Jiancheng! Get your hands off my wife!" Chen Fan snarled.
"Oh, you've got a temper, huh? Where on your wife's body haven't I touched? You got any right to shout at me?" Sun Jiancheng completely ignored Chen Fan.
Fury boiled in Chen Fan's eyes; he couldn't hold back anymore, and lunged at Sun Jiancheng.
"I'll kill you!"
Sun Jiancheng curled his lip, and as Chen Fan rushed up, raised his leg and kicked him to the floor, "Don't make me laugh. I'm the city Sanda champion, and you think a weakling like you can kill me?"
Chen Fan struggled up despite the pain, grabbed the nearest water cup, and tried to hurl it.
At that moment, mother-in-law Zhang Wanfang ran in, "What's going on? Why so much noise?"
She glanced at the disheveled Qin Lan and Sun Jiancheng, then at Chen Fan—the truth obvious in her heart. She walked over and snatched the cup from Chen Fan's hand.
"Chen Fan, get the hell out!"
Chen Fan glared, "Mom, Qin Lan's cheating!"
Zhang Wanfang's face turned cold, she shoved Chen Fan, "Cheating? Don't slander my daughter's reputation. Doctor Sun's treated her plenty of times—this is normal procedure. Stop looking for trouble, get out—now!"
Chen Fan realized, "Mom, you knew about their affair all along, didn't you?"
"Out, out, out. Doctor Sun is treating my daughter for free—if anything, you should be grateful. Instead you're full of suspicion. Really, you're worse than a mad dog." Zhang Wanfang said impatiently.
"Chen Fan, just go. I don't want to see you for a while," Qin Lan chimed in.
Suddenly, Chen Fan started laughing.
He laughed at himself for being such an idiot.
Laughed at how his sincere heart turned out to be a joke in their eyes.
Laughed that the whole family knew Qin Lan was sneaking around with another man—only he was dumb enough to think she cared about him, that her refusal was because she needed time.
"Fine, I'll go." Chen Fan looked at the three in the room, "But someday, I'll make you all regret this!"
"If you're gonna leave, hurry up. Stop yakking!" Qin Lan snapped.
The last shred of affection for Qin Lan died in Chen Fan's heart, and he turned to leave the villa.
Out on the street.
Chen Fan wandered aimlessly like the walking dead.
Watching the passing cars, he felt the urge to throw himself in front of one, just to end it all.
His wife had cheated on him right in front of his eyes—what was the point of staying alive?
"No, I can't die. I have to prove to them I'm not a loser!"
Chen Fan clenched his fists, but soon his strength faded.
How could he prove it?
Sun Jiancheng is Vice President of Tiancheng Pharmaceutical, and he's also doing business with the Su Family.
What's the Su Family? The giants of Jiang City!
There are even rumors the Su Family is backed by the top family in the Capital!
What can he even compare to those people? Courage?
"Father, when you left, didn't you say my life would never be ordinary? But why... why have I ended up so pathetic?"
"I refuse to accept this!" Chen Fan screamed in his heart.
A shrill car horn sounded, followed by a panicked shout.
"Miss, watch out!!!"
Chen Fan's thoughts shattered—he looked up.
Not far away, a breathtakingly beautiful girl had stepped into the middle of the street as a truck running the red light sped toward her.
Chen Fan's pupils shrank—he didn't even think, he just dashed forward.
He shoved the girl out of the way, clearing her from the truck's path.
The next second, the truck slammed straight into Chen Fan.
Bam!
Chen Fan was thrown over twenty meters, landing hard on the ground.
Blood quickly pooled beneath him.
"Saving someone before dying—not a bad way to go," Chen Fan's consciousness faded, the corners of his mouth lifting in a smile.
The simple jade pendant he wore on his chest fell off and touched the blood on the ground.
A beam of golden light shot into Chen Fan's body.
"Immortal Emperor bloodline triggered, legacy awakening."
The girl who'd been pushed away rushed to Chen Fan's side, panic on her face, "Hang in there, I'll get you to the hospital!"
Several bodyguards in black suits sprinted over.
"Miss, are you alright?"
The girl shot the bodyguards an annoyed glance, "Are you blind? Can't you see who's hurt? Hurry, bring the car over!"
"Yes, Miss!"
A black Rolls-Royce pulled up, plates reading 88888.
Someone recognized the car and shouted, "That's the Su Family heiress's car!"
...
Central Hospital, outside the top VIP ward.
Su Qingyan stood at the corridor window, staring out into the night in a daze.
She wore a body-hugging skirt and a low-cut top, her curves tight and shapely, legs rounded, long and straight, just standing there exuding an undeniable aura that made people instinctively lower their gaze.
"If he hadn't pushed me today, given my size, I'd probably be dead," Su Qingyan murmured.
Click.
The door opened.
Su Qingyan quickly turned around.
The doctor came out of the ward, face tinged with confusion.
"Doctor, how's the patient inside? Did you save him?" Su Qingyan asked, worried.
The doctor smiled, "It's fine, it's fine. The patient's vitals are totally stable—in fact, he's not hurt at all, which surprises me."
"Not hurt at all?" Su Qingyan echoed, confused.
"Yeah, normally with a car crash this bad, survival chance is less than five percent. Even if you make it, you're usually paralyzed for life—but this guy's fine, just passed out. It's honestly a miracle," the doctor said, awed.
Su Qingyan let out a breath, smiled at the doctor, "Good, as long as he's okay. Thank you for your hard work."
The doctor waved her off, "Miss Su, you're too polite. The patient's stable now, and I have another surgery to perform. If you have any questions, please ask the nurse inside. I'll be off now."
Su Qingyan nodded, and after the doctor left, she walked into the ward.
Two nurses stood by the bedside. When Su Qingyan entered, they immediately stepped aside respectfully.
Su Qingyan walked to the bed and looked at the unconscious Chen Fan, "Hit by a truck yet completely unharmed—could he be a martial arts expert?"
At that moment, Chen Fan's face suddenly twisted in pain, and he grabbed Su Qingyan's wrist.
Su Qingyan frowned—Chen Fan's hand was hot as a furnace. "Why is your body so hot? Should I get the doctor?"
Chen Fan didn't respond, just gripped her wrist tightly, tearing at his own clothes with the other hand.
Su Qingyan hesitated, then turned to the two nurses, "You two leave for now. Unless I say so, no one comes in."
"Yes!" the nurses hurried out.
"Grandpa said, sometimes martial artists get their circulation stuck, which causes blood and energy to surge up. I know some massage techniques..." Su Qingyan said with concentration, gently pressing her hand on Chen Fan's chest.
Soon, Chen Fan's eyes snapped open—shot through with blood, his gaze unfocused, devoid of reason, filled only with animal lust.
If a real expert were here, they'd see Chen Fan's whole body radiating a fierce masculine energy, while Su Qingyan was surrounded by gentle feminine yin energy.
The interaction between the two caused Chen Fan's sudden transformation.
Su Qingyan's massage only fueled his loss of control.
Chen Fan's eyes locked on Su Qingyan's body, desire intensifying, and he suddenly pinned her down on the bed.
Su Qingyan's face showed panic, she turned her head away, not daring to look at Chen Fan, "Don't... don't do this..."
Chen Fan was like a wild beast, no longer conscious of anything she said, panting heavily.
He didn't hesitate anymore, his lips pressing hard on Su Qingyan's snow-white neckline.
Su Qingyan struggled with all her strength, but it was useless.
Not long after, the fists she clenched so tightly slowly relaxed...