Chapter 6851
Kowtowing to Me and Admitting His Mistakes
The world before my eyes suddenly opened up, only to be filled with another kind of prosperity.
Neon lights cast hazy bands of light in the damp, cold air, and the traffic flowed like a long river of metal shimmering with light. The low roar of engines intertwined with the pulse of the city, announcing that the hustle and bustle of the night had only just begun.
Xiao Chen subconsciously adjusted the collar of his trench coat, about to take out his phone from his pocket to call a ride-hailing service.
His gaze swept casually over the parked cars on the street with a hint of nonchalance.
However, just as my gaze swept over a certain corner, it was as if I was drawn in by an invisible magnet and suddenly froze.
There, quietly lurks a silver-gray supercar with extremely sleek lines and a futuristic design.
It is like a cold, metallic beast, reflecting an expensive and aloof luster under the neon lights.
What truly caught Xiao Chen's eye was not the valuable steel artwork itself, but the figure leaning against its streamlined body.
A young woman.
She leaned casually against the cold hood of the supercar with a posture that seemed relaxed but was actually full of control.
With arms crossed in front of his chest, he formed a defensive and extremely imposing posture.
Her pointed chin was slightly raised, carrying a scrutinizing air.
Her gaze, sharp as a hawk patrolling in the dark, was precisely and intently scanning the brightly lit exit of the "Qujiang Club," as if waiting for its prey to appear.
It was Chen Ziyan.
Clearly, she had made careful preparations for this appearance.
A striking, flame-like V-neck, form-fitting red dress, like solidified lava, tightly hugged her young and proud figure.
The fluid tailoring outlines every curve breathtakingly, perfectly balancing slenderness and fullness, showcasing youthful energy and unabashed assertiveness.
The neckline was boldly and confidently plunging, revealing glimpses of skin as delicate as fresh snowflakes, exuding a powerful allure.
Beneath the hem of her skirt, a pair of long, slender legs in high heels shone brightly in the dark night, like meticulously polished jade, attracting the attention of passersby.
Perhaps it was the chilly night wind of late autumn that made her unprepared; she had casually draped a well-tailored beige trench coat over her red dress.
The trench coat was not buttoned up, but loosely draped over the shoulders. The hem fluttered slightly in the night breeze, which only added to the casual flamboyance and the unruly spirit in his bones.
Her long, jet-black hair was not styled in a deliberately casual way, draped loosely over her shoulders with a lazy quality, perfectly complementing her exquisitely made-up and impeccable face.
However, this otherwise perfect face was now filled with a cold indifference that said "keep away".
Her gaze swept indifferently over everything around her, carrying an innate arrogance as if she were standing on a cloud overlooking all living beings, as if nothing in the world was worthy of her attention.
Xiao Chen's gaze lingered on her for less than a second. His deep eyes remained completely calm, as if he were simply looking at an expensive decoration that seemed out of place with its surroundings.
Without the slightest hesitation, he continued walking towards the street, preparing to leave this place of trouble.
However, the instant his gaze shifted away, unnoticed by anyone, his eyelid twitched extremely slightly.
When Xiao Chen's tall, somewhat lonely figure finally appeared at the magnificent entrance of the "Qujiang Club," it was like lighting a fuse in the darkness. Chen Ziyan, who had been watching the exit like a hawk, instantly locked onto him with her beautiful yet icy eyes!
Deep within his pupils, a raging fire, long suppressed and like volcanic magma, suddenly erupted, burning fiercely, almost bursting forth as a tangible flame!
After leaving the club, the father had to leave first due to an urgent matter.
Alone in the cold sports car, all she could think about was that tall, handsome man in a cheap waiter's uniform, the one she hated with a passion!
He dared to look at her with that contemptuous gaze, like he was looking at trash, a gaze that pierced her pride like a cold needle!
What she found even more unacceptable was that he dared to... dared to use such insulting words to call her "like a chicken"!
This intense, unprecedented sense of humiliation, mixed with overwhelming anger at being utterly offended, clung to her heart like a poisonous vine, almost suffocating her!
This burning desire drove her, preventing her from finding peace.
She refused to believe that once the hypocritical protective shell of Qujiang Club was removed and the ridiculous waiter disguise was taken off, what else could this man rely on?
Under the cover of night in this ancient city, if Chen Ziyan wanted to crush an ignorant ant, who did she need to care about?
Her dignity must be reclaimed in the most direct and brutal way!
No hesitation!
Chen Ziyan stepped on those stiletto crystal shoes that could easily be used as weapons. The heels struck the cold ground, making a crisp and rapid "tap-tap" sound, like the drumbeats of an attack.
She brought with her a chilling and expensive fragrance, but now that fragrance was mixed with a strong smell of gunpowder, it was aggressive, like a burning flame, and suddenly stood in front of Xiao Chen!
It precisely intercepted his movement trajectory as he walked to the roadside and took out his phone to call a taxi.
The distance between the two people suddenly shortened.
Chen Ziyan slightly raised her exquisitely made-up face, which was now somewhat distorted by anger. Her icy gaze was like two daggers coated with deadly poison, carrying utter contempt and commanding pressure, piercing straight into Xiao Chen's unfathomable eyes.
Her red lips parted slightly, but the words that came out were like the Siberian cold current, filled with ice shards that could freeze the soul.
"Now, right now, kneel down!"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a resolute and irresistible penetrating power, each syllable clearly striking Xiao Chen's eardrums.
"Kneel down and admit your mistake!"
perhaps……
She deliberately dragged out her words, raised her chin even higher, and her eyes held a cruelty akin to bestowing charity upon ants.
"When I'm in a good mood, I might take pity on you and consider sparing your worthless life!"
The commanding tone, the deep-seated contempt, made it seem as if she were facing not a person, but a piece of trash that needed to be completely trampled into the mud.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only the chilling murderous intent in her words and the whistling wind stirred up by the passing traffic.
This is an undisguised threat.
It was icy cold, arrogant to the core, and filled with a naked sense of utter destruction.
She, Chen Ziyan, is the only precious daughter of the Chen family in the ancient city, a favored daughter of heaven, born into a life of privilege!
She has the right, and the ability, to make this lowly man understand that her threat is not empty talk and can turn into thunder that crushes everything he has at any time!
However, faced with a threat that would terrify any ordinary person, Xiao Chen didn't even bother to lift an eyelid. (End of Chapter)