Chapter 102: Director Wang’s Fear of Gu Tingxiao
“Comrade Sheng Wanyan, what do you think?”
Director Wang looked at her with pure possessiveness. A breathtaking beauty like her would surely look magnificent weeping, wouldn’t she? It would look even better if she were crying beneath him. His blood boiled at the thought, and a sudden surge of heat made him long to seize her right then and there to satisfy his twisted desires.
“Director Wang, you are a toad daydreaming about swan meat,” Wanyan sneered, her voice dropping into an icy, majestic register. “You ought to look in a mirror first to see if you’re even worthy!”
Her sudden, commanding aura took Director Wang completely by surprise. The sheer, suffocating pressure radiating from her was far too similar to the presence of his own grandfather—a heavy, authoritative weight that left him momentarily breathless.
He shook his head aggressively to clear his mind. He had thoroughly investigated Sheng Wanyan’s background; her family were just ordinary working-class citizens with zero political backing. It was structurally impossible for a girl like her to possess the bearing of a high-ranking official. It had to be a trick of his imagination.
Suppressing his unease, Director Wang’s face turned thoroughly sinister. This wretched girl was completely ungrateful. He had offered her a polite way out, yet she had the audacity to throw it back in his face! Since she refused his generosity, there was no longer any need to play the gentleman. He would take her right here in the shadows of the yard and break that stubborn pride once and for all!
Wanyan caught the predatory glint in his eyes instantly. She had already calculated her escape route; the moment he crossed the line, she would manifest the high-voltage electric baton from her spatial warehouse and drop him like a stone.
“Comrade Sheng Wanyan, you truly don’t know what’s good for you,” Director Wang hissed, closing the distance between them. “In that case, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Wanyan glanced around as he stepped forward. The bicycle racks were tucked into the absolute deepest, most isolated corner of the factory grounds. If a struggle broke out and she screamed, the elderly gatekeeper at the main entrance wouldn’t hear a thing. This shameless beast actually intended to assault her out in the open!
“Director Wang, if you take one more step toward me, I will file a formal report with the public security bureau.”
Director Wang burst into a mocking laugh. He didn’t even fear the central authorities back in the capital; why on earth would he be intimidated by a few local officers in a provincial city like Chengdu? Did this girl truly believe the political weight of the Wang family was a joke? His grandfather held a prominent seat in a central state department, and his father was the Deputy Mayor of the Capital. Who would dare arrest the young master of the Wang clan? Who would gamble their entire career over a common factory girl?
“My beautiful girl, you are far too amusing!” he laughed, his eyes gleaming. “Do you truly think… I am afraid? The moment you lose your virtue, you are the one who will be living in absolute terror, not me!”
The words had barely left his mouth when he lunged forward, his arms outstretched to seize her. Wanyan braced herself, her mind already gripping the electric baton in her space, waiting for him to step within striking distance.
“Aaaargh!!!”
Before Director Wang’s fingers could even brush her sleeve, a terrifying force struck him. He was violently slammed into the dirt, clutching his midsection as a blood-curdling shriek tore from his throat.
Wanyan looked up, stunned. Gu Tingxiao stood over him, radiating a suffocating, lethal hostility. Without uttering a single word, he pinned Director Wang to the frozen earth and began to break him. Bulging veins lined his forearms as his heavy fists rained down on Director Wang’s face with savage precision. He fought like a rogue wolf, cold, merciless, and entirely driven by feral rage.
“Aaaargh! Stop! Let me go! It hurts!”
Gu Tingxiao was deaf to his frantic begging; his singular instinct in that moment was to beat the man to death. The mere realization that his precious girl had been cornered by this filth—that she had been trapped and threatened in the dark—fed the fury consuming his mind. She was the woman he barely dared to touch too firmly out of sheer reverence, the woman he meticulously protected at every turn, yet this parasite had dared to threaten her livelihood and her body! He wanted Wang Chaofan dead. Only a corpse posed zero future threat to his girl!
Seeing that Gu Tingxiao was on the verge of crossing a line from which his career could never recover, Wanyan snapped out of her shock and rushed forward. He was an active-duty officer; he could not allow a piece of trash like this to ruin his future.
“Tingxiao, stop! Look at me!”
She lunged forward, wrapping her hands tightly around his descending fist. Hearing the soft, urgent voice of his little girl, the blinding crimson haze in Gu Tingxiao’s eyes finally began to recede.
“Tingxiao, please. He isn’t worth ruining your life over.”
Gu Tingxiao looked up at her, his eyes heavily bloodshot and wide with residual adrenaline. Wanyan exerted all her strength to pull the frantic man away from the battered body on the ground. “We’ll let the public security officers handle this legally.”
Gu Tingxiao gradually reined in his breathing, gripping her hand with a trembling, iron hold as he cast a freezing glare at the man groaning in the dirt.
Director Wang had lost every ounce of his previous arrogance. He lay curled in the freezing dust, spitting blood from the corner of his mouth as he staggered to his feet by leaning heavily against the brick wall. Pointing a shaking, bloody finger at his assailant, he hissed, “You miserable, uniform-wearing thug—”
The insult died in his throat. The moment the dim light illuminated Gu Tingxiao’s features clearly, Director Wang froze, his entire body paralyzing as a wave of absolute, primal terror washed over his face.
“Gu… Gu Tingxiao…”
In that exact second, Wang Chaofan wished the earth would open up and swallow him whole. He would have dared to cross any family in the province, but he absolutely did not dare cross the Gu clan. Especially not the third son—a reckless, lethal wolf who wouldn’t hesitate to take a man’s life if provoked!
They had grown up in the same military district compound back in the Capital. Although Gu Tingxiao was nine years his junior, every single youth in the compound lived in absolute terror of the boy’s ruthless, unyielding nature. Beyond his personal ferocity, the political shadow of the Gu family in the capital was a monolith that forced everyone to bow.
Old Master Gu was a founding general, personally decorated by the highest echelons of the state! Madam Gu was a former Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs—a legendary, iron-willed diplomat whose global influence and networks remained immense even in her retirement.
Then there was Gu Tingxiao’s father, the sitting Commander-in-Chief of the entire the Capital Military Region! His mother was the matriarch of the elite Wen line, currently commanding the premier financial task force within the Ministry of Finance. Even Gu Tingxiao’s maternal grandfather, the venerable Elder Wen, had recently been personally petitioned by the central government to return from retirement to steer the national economy. The man quite literally held the financial lifeblood of the country in his hands!
Even Wang Chaofan’s own grandfather had to adopt a deeply respectful, humble tone whenever he crossed paths with the elders of the Gu and Wen lineages. While the Wang and Gu clans had engaged in countless covert political skirmishes behind closed doors, the Wangs were always forced to yield in public. The reason was simple: the Gu line consisted entirely of loyal, decorated heroes whose sacrifices for the nation placed them beyond reproach.
Wang Chaofan’s sudden transfer to the remote Sichuan province had actually been the direct result of the Gu family flexing their bureaucratic muscle, a humiliation his family had been forced to endure in silence. He… he could never have deduced in his wildest nightmares that an ordinary factory clerk like Sheng Wanyan was bound to Gu Tingxiao!
“Wang Chaofan! You actually possessed the audacity to lay your filthy hands on my woman!”
Gu Tingxiao had recognized the man the instant he arrived, and that recognition had only intensified his lethal rage. He knew the depths of Wang Chaofan’s depravity all too well.
Years ago back in the capital, this beast had attempted to assault Gu Tingxiao’s cousin, only for the girl to violently defend herself, fracturing his vitals and landing him in a military hospital. When the Gu family uncovered the truth, they refused to tolerate such an insult to their blood. They had intervened immediately, stripping his credentials and sentencing Wang Chaofan to a harsh labor camp. It was only after the Wang family deployed every ounce of their political capital and begged for clemency that his sentence was commuted to a permanent exile here in Chengdu.
Gu Tingxiao hadn’t realized the Wang family had used backroom maneuvers to quietly alter his assignment, placing him as a high-ranking logistics director at this specific mill—where he had dared to target his precious girl! The Wang clan truly possessed an incredible layer of deceit.
“Gu… Gu Tingxiao… please, you have to listen to me…” Wang Chaofan stammered, his knees shaking violently as he backed against the wall. “I—”
