Ning Fan lifted his hand to wipe his nose, where a barely visible trickle of nosebleed seemed to have sprouted.
The two continued to eat and drink, and Xu Rongfei's behavior became more and more "seductive".
From time to time, she raised her delicate arm to brush away the fine sweat on her pale forehead, endlessly tempting Ning Fan.
"Mr. Ning, do you think I'm beautiful now?"
Xu Rongfei's voice was soft as a mosquito's buzz, extremely charming.
"Uh, beautiful, very beautiful." Ning Fan nodded.
Seemingly flattered by the compliment from the person beside her, Rongfei's cheeks turned even rosier, and she giggled, "Stop it, you're making me blush."
Just when Rongfei thought it was time to move on to the next, more passionate stage, the door suddenly clicked open.
Instantly, Rongfei leapt from the table in fear, her high heels twisted, nearly causing her to fall.
Ning Fan was ready to help her.
She wasn't concerned about that, but instead her gaze turned pale as she looked at the man entering through the door.
Ning Fan remained calm, sitting beside the wine table, quietly savoring the dishes and drinks.
After all, he didn't feel the need to panic, he hadn't done anything improper; why act as if caught in adultery?
The man had a face full of flesh and was exhaling a thick scent of alcohol, staggeringly approaching in a drunken haze.
Xu Rongfei paused for a long while before she realized, and looked at her husband Fu Ziming in astonishment!
This man was Xu Rongfei's husband, Fu Ziming. The reason for Rongfei's surprise was that she and Fu Ziming hadn't lived together for a long time, and theirs was practically a marriage in name only.
Moreover, this was Rongfei's private house, where Fu Ziming seldom visited, and today, of all days, Fu Ziming had actually shown up at this critical moment!
Moving forward in surprise, Rongfei asked, "Why are you back?"
Seeing Xu Rongfei in her sensual and charming attire, with a graceful and perfect figure, Fu Ziming was immediately filled with lecherous thoughts.
Fu Ziming leered at Rongfei and, reaching out to hug her slim waist, jeered, "How come? It's my wife's home, why can't I come? Could it be there's another man?"
Xu Rongfei disgustingly brushed away Fu Ziming's hand, avoiding the man reeking of alcohol.
However, Fu Ziming continued to leer and tried to embrace Rongfei, pulling her into his arms.
Rongfei, with a face full of repulsion, struggled to get free while rebuking, "Let me go!"
Fu Ziming laughed wickedly, "Dressing so provocatively, are you craving for a man? Let me quench your thirst..."
Fu Ziming paid no attention to Xu Rongfei's struggle, and as he prepared to get intimate, he suddenly noticed another man sitting in the room.
Instantly, Fu Ziming's face twisted in anger, he pushed Rongfei aside and, pointing at Ning Fan, glared furiously at Xu Rongfei.
Rongfei hastily explained, "Fu Ziming, it's not what you think."
Fu Ziming's face distorted with rage as he turned to Rongfei and yelled, "Not what I'm thinking?"
"You fucking whore, bringing home a stray man? If it's not that, then what is it?"
With that, he slapped Rongfei's face hard.
Suddenly, Rongfei was struck so hard that blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, smearing her red lips with a grotesque crimson.
Fu Ziming saw Ning Fan still calmly seated, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Fu Ziming, overrun with anger, charged towards Ning Fan, yelling, "You have some nerve, seducing my wife, I'll kill you!"
Rongfei, still dazed from the slap, saw Fu Ziming moving to attack Ning Fan and quickly intervened.
"Fu Ziming, have you lost your mind? Mr. Ning has nothing to do with me, listen to my explanation!"
"An explanation for what!"
Fu Ziming, like a wild beast gone mad, didn't listen to Xu Rongfei's explanation at all and slapped her continuously, pushing her to the ground.
He then picked up a fruit knife from the table, leaned over while holding Xu Rongfei's collar, and said with a hideous face:
"You stinking whore, you've already got a man outside, haven't you? You like wild men, do you? Fine, I'll slash your face, and let's see how many men you can seduce then!"
Fu Ziming placed the fruit knife against Xu Rongfei's face, laughing maniacally.
Xu Rongfei's face turned pale with fear, and she begged for mercy by shaking her head quickly.
Fu Ziming, exhaling a breath reeking of alcohol, acted like a lunatic and drew the knife across Rongfei's delicate face.
Rongfei's face showed a look of terror, and she closed her eyes in despair, her lashes trembling incessantly.
Just then, Ning Fan was no longer sitting.
This was only a misunderstanding, and to ruin Xu Rongfei's looks over it would be going too far.
In a flash, he acted, snatching the knife from Fu Ziming's hand, and said to him coldly, "It's a misunderstanding."
Fu Ziming released Rongfei and turned to Ning Fan, shouting angrily, "Very good, a pair of adulterers conspiring to murder her own husband, what a play you've put on! Wild man, you like seducing women, don't you? I'll break your damn legs!"
After speaking, Fu Ziming advanced and grabbed Ning Fan by the collar, showering him with insults.
Ning Fan didn't fight back, it was just a misunderstanding, and once this man had finished venting his rage and had the situation explained to him, things would more or less be settled, there was no need for violence.
Xu Rongfei saw Fu Ziming furiously chastising Ning Fan and making various threats, and she suddenly lunged forward.
"Mr. Ning is here for medical treatment, it has nothing to do with him, let him go," Rongfei urged in desperation.
"Slut, do you think I'm a feeble Wu Dalang to be bullied? Get lost!"
Before Rongfei could finish her plea, Fu Ziming raised his hand again and slapped her across the face.
Ning Fan reached out and caught the swinging hand of Fu Ziming, looking at him coldly and said indifferently, "Enough!"
Enraged, Fu Ziming picked up a wine bottle from the table and smashed it towards Ning Fan's head, cursing, "'Enough' your ass! Wild man, I'll kill you!"
Ning Fan was utterly infuriated, and before the bottle could come crashing down, he backhanded Fu Ziming across the face.
The bottle flew from Fu Ziming's hand, smashing onto his own head, dousing his face with alcohol.
And with that powerful slap, Fu Ziming staggered and fell to the ground.
That slap stunned Fu Ziming, sobering him considerably. He touched his face and looked at Ning Fan.
But at the sight of Ning Fan's indifferent gaze, he became furiously enraged once more and cursed, "You damned wild man, how dare you hit me?!"
Then he leaped up, his face twisted with malevolence, and lunged at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's eyes were cold and chilling, an icy glare directed at Fu Ziming, and with a swift hand, he grabbed Fu Ziming by the neck.
He then grabbed hold of Fu Ziming's throat, lifting him entirely off the ground.
"Mr. Ning, please don't!"
Xu Rongfei was already ashen-faced with fear.
Fu Ziming's face turned red with the strain, veins bulging, eyes bloodshot and even more hideously contorted, but he was powerless to resist.
Ning Fan's expression was blank as he said coldly, "To me, you're no different from a mad dog. If you're looking for death, I wouldn't mind helping you find relief!"
Fu Ziming struggled to free himself, but upon seeing the sharp chill in Ning Fan's eyes, he was so frightened that cold sweat poured down like a waterfall.
"What... what... do you want to do..."
Fu Ziming was terrified, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Ning Fan, hardly believing he could be so overwhelmed by the aura emanating from this man!