My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 858: A Dire Foe, A Dire Foe, A Dire Foe

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Chapter 858: Chapter 858: A Dire Foe, A Dire Foe, A Dire Foe

Qiu Wen’s expression changed dramatically; after all, she was a Human Body Limit expert, ready to spring into action to drive away the Rough Man. Yet the situation’s development not only took her by surprise but also left her in disbelief.

At this moment, she felt like Sun Dasheng causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, only to be pinned down by the Tathagata Buddha in her most rebellious moment.

No matter how she struggled and exerted force, Qiu Wen couldn’t break free from the Rough Man’s grasp.

She became anxious and terrified; if the Rough Man made a move against Mengyao, it would be disastrous.

With this thought, she struggled desperately, but it was futile.

Only the Rough Man’s heavy hand, like the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, suppressed Qiu Wen until she couldn’t breathe.

Both Mengyao and Du Xueqi had long noticed something amiss. Du Xueqi was already prepared to keep Mengyao safe from any approaching threat. However, she clearly saw Qiu Wen’s predicament and dared not act rashly, awkwardly maintaining an equilibrium.

"An adversary!" Du Xueqi was urgently thinking as she swiftly ran through many plans, none of which seemed safe.

"Hey, girl, why avoid people? Such a fiery temper means you have character, but your strength falls short—merely the power of a Human Body Limit expert does not measure up to me. However, your explosive nature is quite endearing." The Rough Man licked his lips, leaned down, and whispered in Qiu Wen’s ear.

Qiu Wen was furious; she wished to rip apart the Rough Man’s filthy mouth. At this moment, her explosive power seemed drained, and the Rough Man’s fingers felt embedded in her bones, leaving her weak and painfully exhausted.

"Get lost, your breath stinks. Didn’t brush your teeth before leaving?" Qiu Wen gritted her teeth.

"Your mouth smells nice; I can sense it--full of murderous intent and anger. However, you forgot to bring your brain when you left. Trying to catch my attention, more precisely, provoke me, to buy more time for a potential rescue—you won’t achieve anything with this plan." The Rough Man cleverly replied.

Qiu Wen’s heart sank deeper. She had hoped that her master would arrive and everything would be alright. Now, she realized her efforts were futile, and all her actions were powerless. This was the only plan she could think of. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Who are you? What’s your purpose?" Qiu Wen asked urgently.

"You don’t have the right to know who I am. As for my purpose, you surely have guessed it. I’m here for her, why not face it? Must I spell it out?" The Rough Man laughed triumphantly, hunching down closely to Qiu Wen, but his gaze casually flicked toward Mengyao.

"We have no enmity with you, do we? You should be aware of our capabilities, don’t foolishly bring disaster upon yourself. Regret will be too late when it becomes worse than death." Qiu Wen calmed slightly, aiming to sound threatening.

"You mean your ace, Ye Fan, right? Haha." The Rough Man laughed oddly, saying little about Qiu Wen’s greatest concern or grievances.

Now the situation was dire, and the thing that worried Qiu Wen and her group was whether the Rough Man was a hitman or mercenary, paid handsomely to come after Mengyao.

The Rough Man’s intellect and strength deeply impressed and terrified Qiu Wen, making her more fearful.

Mengyao and Du Xueqi were also unable to hide their shock and horror.

"This man is the most terrifying man I’ve ever seen besides our savior." Du Xueqi understood well how frightening and dangerous the Rough Man was.

Mengyao lowered her eyes, anxiously contemplating.

"Because I like your fiery temper, I’ll allow you to stall for a while." The Rough Man spoke cheerfully and then warned in an eerie tone, "I’ll let you go now, but you’d better behave. If you’re reckless again, I won’t hesitate to kill Chu Mengyao."

With that, the Rough Man released his grip on Qiu Wen’s hand, casually sitting down, facing Mengyao and Du Xueqi, without regarding Qiu Wen vigilantly, as if she posed no threat at all.

Qiu Wen indeed dared not act rashly; the Rough Man’s words kept her nerves tightly stretched.

Her grabbed arm throbbed with intense pain, spasming instinctively, but she couldn’t worry about that now, racking her brain for a solution.

"This man is particularly terrifying, resembling my master in certain ways—his every move is extremely frightening. Like now, when he’s off guard against me, for his every action seamlessly combines with instinct, whether attacking or defending, it’s purely ominous."

"As he noted, I’m stalling for time. But he doesn’t care, even seems to be waiting for my master’s arrival. This approach has two possibilities: first, he’s extremely twisted beneath a deceptive facade, aiming to take Mengyao before my master; second, he harbors no fear of my master’s strength, confident he can escape."

"Regardless of which possibility, Mengyao is likely in danger now. Whether she can overcome it hinges on my master’s actions—it’s a deadlock, truly insoluble."

The deeper Qiu Wen thought, the more apprehensive she became.

"Who is that man?"

"Daring to flirt with the woman opposite President Chu, even pressing his lips to her ear!"

"Which family’s member is that man? So audacious, reckless! Our Guo Family doesn’t have such foolhardy members."

"President Chu seems perturbed by the man opposite him, not quite fond of him."

"After Guan Feitian’s fate, that man’s ending is worrying; upsetting President Chu—isn’t that courting death?"

The people seated around the dining area could no longer remain calm, each harboring their tumultuous thoughts.

They couldn’t discern the heightened tension between the Rough Man and Qiu Wen’s group due to the Rough Man’s rich smile.

They instinctively believed the Rough Man was with one of the nine prominent powers, but were unaware of his specific alliance. Regardless, whichever family he belonged to, it wouldn’t end well.

They wouldn’t think that the Rough Man, the unfamiliar guest, belonged to no faction whatsoever.

The Rough Man scanned the area with a smile, then spoke casually, "Relax, could you? Why act like someone died, what a downer! No one’s dead yet, wait to look mournful till then. I’m kindly buying you time, seeing if anyone can rescue under my watch; yet none recognize my goodwill? If I’m angered, I won’t hesitate, I’ll kill in a heartbeat."