Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 163: Han Xinyue’s Request

"Sun Zhe, I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong... Don’t come any closer!"

As Sun Zhe advanced on him step by step, Zhou Xiaolong couldn’t help but recall the horror of that night. His face went deathly pale, and he began to stammer incoherently.

"That’s enough, Sun Zhe!"

Seeing that Sun Zhe truly intended to gouge out Zhou Xiaolong’s eyes, Han Xinyue suddenly stepped forward to block him. With her son’s well-being at stake, she naturally couldn’t stand idly by.

Following her, Zhou Chenhao also walked over.

Sun Zhe stopped and looked at the two with a half-smile. "What’s this? Are you two planning to fight? Or are you trying to go back on your word?"

Han Xinyue pursed her lips and humbled herself. "Sun Zhe... we can offer you money in exchange for his eyes."

Zhou Chenhao gritted his teeth, his face grim. "Just name your price!"

Sun Zhe suddenly laughed. "I may not be as rich as you people, but I have everything I need. I’m not short on cash. Compared to money, I’d still rather play with his eyeballs."

"Sun Zhe, you..."

Zhou Chenhao was shaking with rage. "I’m giving you an out, so don’t throw it back in my face! I refuse to believe you’d actually dare to gouge out his eyes!" he said coldly.

Sun Zhe smiled nonchalantly. "I call you President Zhou and you really start to think you’re somebody? Giving me an out? Should I be thanking you for that?"

Zhou Chenhao stared at him, his voice icy. "If you really gouge out Xiaolong’s eyes tonight... I guarantee, you and your family won’t last three days in Yang City!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe’s gaze turned frigid.

He hated nothing more than when others threatened him with his family!

"How generous of you, President Zhou, giving me three whole days. But I’m not so magnanimous. I wouldn’t mind sending your little family of three to reunite with King Yama tonight!

"Besides, let’s say I was the one who lost tonight. Do you really think you would have let me go?"

"Ah Zhe."

At this moment, Lin Miao suddenly spoke, gently shaking her head at Sun Zhe.

Lin Yingchun then added, "Let’s put those eyes on hold for now. If you really gouge them out here tonight, it will most likely alert the authorities, and then this banquet can’t continue."

She continued, "In any case, they can’t run away. It won’t be too late for you to collect the eyes after tonight’s banquet is over."

Lin Miao glanced at the three members of the Zhou Family and smiled faintly. "Don’t worry, Ah Zhe. I’ll have people keep an eye on them. They won’t be going anywhere."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe quieted down.

After weighing his options, he nodded to the two women. "Fine. I’ll let him keep his eyes for now. I’ll come back for them after the banquet is over."

Lin Miao suddenly turned to Zhou Chenhao, a gentle smile on her face. "President Zhou, since you’re here, you’re our guest. There are plenty of drinks and delicacies prepared downstairs. Please, help yourselves."

Zhou Chenhao gritted his teeth, turned, and stormed off.

「A short while later.」

Once the Zhou Family had gone downstairs, the surrounding crowd of onlookers also began to disperse.

Lin Miao then found Zhu Yan and whisked her away, saying she wanted to introduce her to some clients.

Lin Yingchun, now free, pulled Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan toward the third floor, claiming she had something interesting to show them.

Curious about what this ’something interesting’ was, Sun Zhe tagged along, only to discover the three women were engrossed in a discussion about cosmetics.

「On the other side.」

In the first-floor lobby.

Zhou Xiaolong’s face was still ashen, and his voice trembled with sobs.

"Brother, Mom... what are we going to do now?"

"Sun Zhe is a monster! He’s really going to come and gouge out my eyes!"

Han Xinyue set down her wine glass and sighed softly. "You two wait here for a moment. I’m going upstairs to find someone."

Zhou Chenhao asked, "Who are you going to find?"

Hearing this, Han Xinyue shot him a glare, her anger flaring up. "Why should you care who I’m going to find! This is all your fault for insisting on gambling!"

"..."

...

In the third-floor hall.

Sun Zhe sat on the sofa, bored out of his mind as he watched the three campus beauties discuss cosmetics. He suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to sleep.

The moment the three of them started talking about makeup, they treated him as if he were invisible, not even sparing him a glance.

The problem was, he knew absolutely nothing about the things girls liked, so he couldn’t even get a word in.

Just as he was about to doze off, his phone buzzed.

He took out his phone and saw a text from an unknown number.

The message was simple, just a single line: "Lounge 701 on the fourth floor. Come here immediately."

Curious as to who sent it, Sun Zhe said a quick word to Ye Qiao and the others before heading to the fourth floor alone.

Compared to the boisterous first three floors, the fourth floor, which served as a rest area, was considerably quieter.

Soon, Sun Zhe found Lounge 701.

He had just pressed the doorbell when the door swung open.

As the door opened, a fragrant scent washed over him.

Sun Zhe looked up and was surprised to see that the person who opened the door was Han Xinyue!

Before he could speak, Han Xinyue yanked him inside and locked the door behind them.

Inside the room, Sun Zhe wore a faint smile and said nothing.

He had a pretty good idea why Han Xinyue had summoned him.

He was inwardly amused. A teasing glint appeared in his eyes as he looked at her. "What’s this?" he jested. "Is the great slut Han Xinyue planning to get rid of me quietly? Destroy the body and cover your tracks?"

Hearing him call her a ’great slut,’ Han Xinyue flinched. A wave of hatred washed over her.

In all of Yang City, no one had ever dared to humiliate her like this!

But in front of this man, she felt completely powerless. Even when humiliated, she didn’t dare to lash out in the slightest.

She took a slow, deep breath, pursed her lips, and said, "Sun Zhe, regarding Xiaolong’s eyes... can we talk?"

Sun Zhe’s eyes roamed over Han Xinyue’s seductive and enchanting figure. His gaze held an undisguised wickedness, and the Yang Qi within his body began to stir restlessly.

As it happened, he was also keen on absorbing some True Qi from this Nine Yin Cold Body.

Without another word, he reached down and unzipped his pants.

As the zipper gave way, his pants slid down, revealing a pair of sturdy, hairy legs.

"If you want to talk business, then you’d better show the right attitude for it."

Han Xinyue naturally understood Sun Zhe’s meaning. She said nothing, obediently walking over to him and slowly kneeling.

At this stage, she felt there was no longer any need to feign innocence.

Before deciding to invite Sun Zhe here, she had already anticipated what kind of encounter awaited her. Therefore, she was mentally prepared.

Besides, she couldn’t deny the truth deep in her heart... she was actually looking forward to what was about to happen!

She looked up at Sun Zhe, reached out, and hooked her slender, jade-like fingers around the edge of his underwear, slowly pulling it down.

A thick, masculine wave of Yang Qi washed over her, intoxicating her senses and making her gaze go hazy.

She reached out with one hand to support the still-soft great dragon, but just as she was about to open her mouth, her brows furrowed.

She had noticed that the ugly beast was stained with a fair amount of lipstick.

Evidently, someone had already tasted this beast.

"Sun Zhe, about Xiaolong’s eyes... can we have a proper talk afterward?"

Sun Zhe looked down at her moist, glistening, fiery-red lips and smiled faintly. "That depends on your performance."

Han Xinyue said no more. She tilted her head, leaned in, and her lips parted gently, sucking at the wrinkled pouch at the dragon’s base.

Sun Zhe hissed softly and said, "Let’s move to the sofa."

"..."