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Chapter 59 You're lustful, huh? I'll beat you to death!

"Alright, this guy's passed out, how can I have any fun?" Wei Qiming said impatiently, his good mood completely ruined.

"Go down." Wei Qiming waved his hand impatiently, thinking to himself that he would play with the person properly after waking him up.

After all, the most interesting thing is the face of a beautiful woman struggling in fear.

A psychological distortion, a perverse sense of satisfaction and pleasure.

Just then, the door was kicked open with a loud bang, shattering the silence inside.

Startled by this sudden turn of events, Wei Qiming turned and shouted angrily toward the door, "Who dares to disturb me?"

"Your grandma!" Song Ruyan walked in with a face full of anger.

Behind her, Chu Ruohan's eyes burned with a fury that seemed capable of setting the room ablaze.

Wei Qiming didn't recognize Song Ruyan, but he recognized Chu Ruohan. His ugly face resurfaced once again. "Isn't this the young master's wife? You've come at the right time. Let me taste you sisters with you."

"Today, I'll make sure you, you filthy thing, are childless and have no descendants!"

Song Ruyan's eyes widened in anger, and she suddenly raised her leg and kicked Wei Qiming hard in the groin.

Wei Qiming, relying on his prominent family background, was a notorious troublemaker in the capital, acting recklessly and arrogantly.

However, in order to enable him to protect himself when he was away from home, the Duke of Wei forced him to learn some martial arts.

Although it was just some fancy footwork, in that critical moment, the body reacted instinctively.

His pupils contracted sharply, a look of fear flashed across his face, and then he dodged to the side with lightning speed.

Although he rolled on the ground in a sorry state, he managed to avoid the fatal blow.

If he were actually kicked, he would probably become a eunuch.

Song Ruyan nimbly turned her toes in the air, changing direction and using the momentum of her falling leg to kick Wei Qiming hard in the stomach.

With such force, Wei Qiming slid backward, knocking over tables and chairs along the way, before finally stopping when his back hit the wall.

He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if his internal organs were being twisted together. The pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and he curled up in a corner, panting heavily.

Chu Ruohan was filled with anxiety and hurried towards the bed.

Her gaze fell on Chu Yueshu's tightly closed eyes, then quickly swept over her body. Seeing that her clothes were still intact, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Thankfully, they arrived just in time, and a huge weight was finally lifted from my shoulders.

"Yue Shu, Yue Shu, wake up..."

Chu Ruohan called out loudly, trying to wake Chu Yueshu, who was still unconscious.

Despite the excruciating pain in his abdomen, Wei Qiming roared with a ferocious expression, "Help! Help!"

The servants rushed in when they heard the shouts.

As soon as they entered the house, they were taken aback by the chaotic scene inside. When they saw their young master lying in a corner in a sorry state, they quickly went over to help him up.

After Wei Qiming stopped, he pointed at Song Ruyan and said viciously, "Take this little bitch down. Once we've dealt with her, she'll be yours."

Upon hearing this, the servants immediately revealed lewd smiles on their faces.

On ordinary days, Wei Qiming would occasionally give away the women he had grown tired of to them, so that they could have a taste of something new.

Therefore, when they looked at Song Ruyan, it was as if they were seeing a piece of meat that was about to be obtained.

They swarmed around Song Ruyan, surrounding her completely, and then lunged at her menacingly.

"Come here, my little beauty, ah..."

Just as a man lunged forward, Song Ruyan nimbly dodged backward, her fist landing precisely on the man's nose.

"You think you can take me down with your bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

Song Ruyan moved through the crowd like a ghost, her fists whistling through the air with each swing. Every punch landed precisely, and cries of pain echoed throughout the room.

They were all beaten until they were knocked over, lying on the ground groaning and begging for mercy.

Wei Qiming was frightened; he had never seen such a fierce woman before.

They originally thought that with their superior numbers, they could subdue her.

Wei Qiming involuntarily shrank back, trying to get further away from Song Ruyan.

Song Ruyan dusted herself off, glanced contemptuously at the crowd on the ground, and twisted her wrist, making a series of cracking sounds.

Her lips curled up slightly, revealing a big smile, but it sent a chill down Wei Qiming's spine.

"They've all fallen down, now it's your turn."

Upon hearing this, Wei Qiming trembled with fear, let out a howl, and turned to run away.

How could Song Ruyan let him off so easily? With quick reflexes, she rushed forward, grabbed Wei Qiming's collar, and pulled him back with all her might.

Wei Qiming felt a tremendous force tighten around his neck, causing him to lose his balance instantly. Song Ruyan forcefully pulled him back to his original position.

Immediately following, Song Ruyan used this momentum to execute a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

With a muffled thud, Wei Qiming's body made intimate contact with the ground, causing him to grimace in pain and his eyes to glaze over.

His limbs twitched unconsciously a few times before he went completely limp and fell into a coma.

Meanwhile, Chu Yueshu also woke up.

She slowly opened her blurry eyes, and the first thing she saw was Chu Ruohan's anxious face.

"Sister, where is this?"

As Chu Yueshu spoke, she looked around the unfamiliar house. When she saw a group of wailing men on the floor, she suddenly remembered.

She tried to sit up, but found that her body was still limp and powerless because she had been drugged.

Seeing this, Chu Ruohan quickly reached out to support her, wanting to help her stand up.

However, Chu Yueshu's legs went weak, and she fell to the ground again.

Chu Ruohan quickly hugged her tightly and gently comforted her, "Yue Shu, don't be afraid, your older sister is here, let's go home now."

After dealing with Wei Qiming, Song Ruyan quickly walked to Chu Ruohan and Chu Yueshu and said, "It's all taken care of."

That haughty little face was like a puppy wagging its tail, begging for praise.

Chu Ruohan nodded, and the two of them helped Chu Yueshu, carefully avoiding the people on the ground, and walked towards the door.

Chu Ruohan stopped beside Wei Qiming, staring at his hateful face, a sinister and ruthless glint flashing in her eyes for a moment.

If he dies today, then there will be no more trouble.

This thought flashed through her mind.

Suddenly, a cacophony of footsteps sounded outside, and a group of mysterious people dressed in various costumes swarmed in, instantly filling the room to capacity.

They were all tall and imposing, their faces covered with black masks, revealing only pairs of cold, icy eyes.

It exuded a chilling, murderous aura.