Chapter 59 Touch Her, and I’ll Cut Off Your Hands and Feet!

Tengshan Hot Springs, nestled among the surrounding mountains, is lush and verdant, with scenery that captivates the soul. The mountain road stretches for two kilometers from base to summit, reputedly paved at a cost of thirty million by a foreign enterprise intent on establishing a nationally renowned scenic area and leisure resort.

Xu Yuan sat in the SUV, introducing the place to everyone: “Tengshan Hot Springs uses natural underground thermal spring water, requiring no artificial heating. The water is rich in minerals beneficial to the body. Since it targets the high-end market, each ticket costs over five thousand.”

Han Chen exclaimed admiringly, “Xu, you know so much.”

Xu Yuan waved his hand modestly, smiling, “These are all things Young Master Liu told me. He went traveling recently, should be returning today. If you get the chance, I’ll introduce you.” His lengthy explanation was primarily to flaunt his close relationship with Young Master Liu in front of everyone.

Han Chen, flattered, hurriedly thanked him. A few years ago, because of a construction project in Cloud City, Han Chen’s father had invited Xu Yuan to sing, and thus Han Chen became acquainted with him. This time, with some personal matters to attend to in Cloud City, he came along with Han Chen for a bit of leisure, a small gathering.

Han Chen admired Xu Yuan from the bottom of his heart; Xu Yuan’s connections left a deep impression. The idea to visit the hot springs was Xu Yuan’s, and though Du Yanran was nominally his girlfriend, there was no intimacy between them. He could tell she was deliberately keeping him at arm’s length.

He had hoped to use the hot springs as an opportunity to catch a glimpse of Du Yanran’s alluring figure.

Unexpectedly, Han Chen brought Sun Wanyue along, and then Gu Feifei joined as well—a delightful surprise. Xu Yuan’s gaze could not help sweeping over Gu Feifei, his mind conjuring images of her in a swimsuit.

Compared to her, Du Yanran and Sun Wanyue paled in presence.

Gu Feifei’s figure was truly seductive.

Sure enough, when the three women emerged in their swimsuits, countless men nearly popped their eyes out. Especially Gu Feifei, dressed in a Parah midriff-baring swimsuit, a brand designed to accentuate the sensual curves of a woman. Her tall stature and skin, warm and lustrous like mutton fat jade under the sun, made her figure all the more striking in the swimwear—curves prominent, sensual beyond compare.

“My goodness!”

More than one gasp echoed.

Her two shapely, alluring long legs were the highlight, truly a devilish figure.

Even Jiang Yu found his breath quickening; he hadn’t expected this girl’s figure to be so perfect.

Han Chen and Xu Yuan were both mesmerized, their hearts pounding, eyes reluctant to blink.

Gu Feifei walked over to Jiang Yu with a natural smile, poised and graceful; she was used to being the center of attention as a leading actress. If no one stole glances in such attire, now that would be strange.

Before Jiang Yu’s eyes, a small hand waved. He realized Gu Feifei had come up to him at some point, teasing, “Big Fish, do you like what you see?”

Jiang Yu snapped back to reality, smiling calmly.

As soul and body fused perfectly, this young form began to influence him more and more.

“You’re so flamboyant—aren’t you afraid something unexpected might happen?”

Jiang Yu asked casually.

Gu Feifei laughed mischievously, “Of course I’m not afraid. Isn’t that what you’re here for? How could Jiang the Great bear to see me, a delicate woman, bullied?”

Jiang Yu quickly looked away; her gaze was enchanting, almost bewitching.

The arrival of three seductive beauties immediately stirred a sensation at Tengshan Hot Springs. The identities of Du Yanran and Gu Feifei soon spread—most visitors were wealthy, and naturally recognized these two stars.

A startled cry rang out.

Du Yanran, face flushed with shame and anger, glared at the middle-aged man before her, hands shielding her chest, her lovely face darkened with fury: “Sir, please behave yourself.”

The man, portly and with a heated gaze, was the manager of Tengshan Hot Springs. As soon as Du Yanran and her companions arrived, he recognized them. He understood well the reality behind the entertainment industry—on screen, actresses appeared pure and innocent, but off screen, they were playthings for the powerful.

As a senior executive of the foreign enterprise, Liu Hanfeng had dealt with many fresh graduates from art academies, who would do anything—even climb into beds—for a movie role.

He had indulged in plenty of trysts with women newly stepping into society.

In his eyes, even Du Yanran and Gu Feifei were merely higher-grade playthings.

Many stars liked to frequent Tengshan Hot Springs, but before enjoying themselves, they had to first pay respects to Liu Hanfeng. Whoever they were, none could bypass him; several currently popular actresses had already accompanied Liu Hanfeng for drinks.

“Director Liu?”

Seeing Liu Hanfeng’s face, Du Yanran cried out in alarm.

It was over.

Du Yanran knew well Liu Hanfeng’s status and had heard stories about him.

“Heh, Yanran, why didn’t you let me know you were coming here?” Liu Hanfeng’s gaze lingered on Du Yanran, his breath growing heavier.

Xu Yuan, Han Chen, Sun Wanyue, and Gu Feifei were all drawn to the commotion. Xu Yuan’s expression changed dramatically; he hurried between Du Yanran and Liu Hanfeng, separating them: “Director Liu, what brings you here?”

Liu Hanfeng sneered, “Nothing, just wanted Yanran and Feifei to join me for a few drinks.”

Xu Yuan gritted his teeth: “I don’t think that’s necessary. We’ll pay you a visit some other time, Director Liu.”

Caught up in excitement today, Xu Yuan had forgotten to pay his respects to Liu Hanfeng. Now his palms were sweaty. Liu Hanfeng was closely connected with the young master of Huating Entertainment; with just a word, he could ruin Xu Yuan and Du Yanran’s careers.

Du Yanran, terrified, hid behind Xu Yuan. She knew better than anyone what kind of person Liu Hanfeng was—if she entered his room, she wouldn’t leave without paying a price.

Han Chen whispered to Du Yanran, “Who is that? Why are you so afraid?”

Du Yanran, flustered, replied, “He’s a top executive at the foreign enterprise, Tengshan Hot Springs is under his management. And not just that—his company works closely with Huating Entertainment, and he oversees the operations. Many actresses have been played by him.”

Xu Yuan, suppressing a smile, lowered his voice deferentially, “Director Liu, I have a good relationship with Young Master Liu, so about this…”

Smack!

Unexpectedly, Liu Hanfeng slapped Xu Yuan across the face—a sharp sound in front of everyone.

Liu Hanfeng’s face turned fierce: “Go ask Liu Yiyang yourself. Even if he were here, would he dare to stand up for you?”

Not even Young Master Liu could restrain Liu Hanfeng.

Xu Yuan’s face fell; he stood rooted, not daring to utter a word.

Liu Hanfeng grinned menacingly, “Xu Yuan, you’re just a second-tier star. Believe it or not, with one phone call I can make you disappear for good?”

Xu Yuan jumped, forcing a smile as he turned to Du Yanran, “Yanran, maybe you and Feifei should keep Director Liu company for a couple of drinks? We’ll wait outside, and when you’re done, I…”

His voice dwindled to a whisper, his face burning with shame. Moments ago, he’d boasted about his connections, but now had been slapped down so quickly—he wished he could crawl into a hole.

Most importantly, compared to their future in showbiz, what did pride or dignity matter?

Elsewhere, they could ignore Liu Hanfeng, but here, where he ruled, even dragons had to bow.

Everyone knew Liu Hanfeng had absolute power in this area.

Du Yanran’s face was already ghostly pale; she looked helplessly at Xu Yuan, “Xu, please, call Young Master Liu, ask him to come save me.”

If it were just a single night with Liu Hanfeng, she might grit her teeth and bear it, but this fat man’s tastes were terrifying—when he got excited, there was nothing he wouldn’t try. A few years ago, a fledgling third-tier star was literally played to death by him and the young master of Huating Entertainment.

Han Chen was frightened too; if Xu Yuan couldn’t handle this, he certainly couldn’t.

Liu Hanfeng glanced meaningfully at Sun Wanyue, “And you—come along as well. For now, it’s just drinks. If you upset me, it won’t end with just drinks.”

At some point, several burly, fierce-looking men had appeared behind Liu Hanfeng.

“Chen, help me,” Sun Wanyue clung nervously to Han Chen’s arm.

Han Chen looked at the tough men behind Liu Hanfeng, already too scared to speak.

“Liu Hanfeng, what do you think you’re doing?” Gu Feifei strode up to Du Yanran, her voice angry and sharp.

Liu Hanfeng stared at her devilish figure, swallowing hard. To spend a night with her—he’d happily lose ten years of his life.

He reached out to pinch Gu Feifei’s chin; her dazzling beauty was simply too tempting.

Just then, a cold voice rang out: “If your hand touches Feifei, I will cut off your hands and feet and feed them to the fish.”

Everyone turned to look. A figure slowly rose from the hot spring.