Chapter 127: Rescuing Yuru

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Whoa!

That same breathtakingly voluptuous figure he had seen in the fruit shed appeared before him once more.

The moment Xie Jian saw her, he completely lost control. His mind began buzzing, and it seemed as though the only thing left in his field of vision was Lin Yuru’s body.

“So beautiful…”

“You little slut! You’re absolutely gorgeous!”

“I can’t take it anymore!”

“Thankfully, I’m not wearing trousers with a belt buckle this time!”

With a sinister grin, Xie Jian pulled off his trousers and lunged toward Lin Yuru!

Seeing him about to pounce, Lin Yuru was so terrified that her soul nearly left her body.

Yet at that critical moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed past!

Bang!

With a tremendous crash, Xie Jian was sent flying and slammed heavily onto the courtyard floor, sending clouds of dust into the air.

As the dust settled, a dashing, carefree figure gradually emerged.

It was none other than Zeng Xiaofan, who had turned back.

“Ah!”

“Xiaofan…”

“Why… why did you come back?”

“Am I dreaming?”

Looking at Zeng Xiaofan’s handsome, upright figure, Lin Yuru’s mouth fell open. She could hardly believe what she was seeing.

She had already been utterly desperate, convinced that Xie Jian was truly about to take her.

Never had she imagined that Xiaofan would arrive to save her at the most dangerous moment.

In Lin Yuru’s eyes, Zeng Xiaofan was nothing short of a heroic savior descending from the heavens on a cloud of seven colors.

“Xiaofan… is that really you?”

“Xiaofan…”

Lin Yuru’s voice trembled, while her proud chest rose and fell violently.

Zeng Xiaofan turned around and glanced at her, his swordlike brows lifting slightly.

Then his entire body suddenly stiffened, and his face flushed crimson.

But after only a brief pause, he quickly recovered. He bent down at once, pulled off his T-shirt, and walked over to Lin Yuru.

Under her stunned and astonished gaze, he gently pressed the shirt over the exposed area beneath her.

“Ah…”

Only then did Lin Yuru realize that Xie Jian had torn off her trousers, leaving her completely exposed before Zeng Xiaofan.

Seeing him thoughtfully use his own shirt to cover her, she felt both embarrassed and deeply moved by his considerate warmth.

For one fleeting moment, she even wished with all her heart that Zeng Xiaofan were her man.

She looked at his firm, powerful abdominal muscles, his thick arms, and the muscles straining against his jeans…

For a moment, Lin Yuru’s gaze grew hazy.

“Th… thank you, Xiaofan…”

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Lin Yuru spoke in a trembling voice as she hurriedly took the shirt from Zeng Xiaofan and held it over herself.

Xie Jian, who had been knocked down, finally came to his senses. Seeing Zeng Xiaofan reaching over and covering Lin Yuru through the shirt, he became so furious that smoke practically poured from his nostrils.

“Zeng Xiaofan, you bastard!”

“How dare you ruin my good time!”

“I’m going to beat you to death today!”

Looking around in a rage, Xie Jian spotted a hatchet among the farming tools nearby. He immediately rushed over, snatched it up, and, without saying another word, swung it at Zeng Xiaofan’s head.

“Ah! Xiaofan, watch out!”

Lin Yuru’s delicate body trembled with fright. She could scarcely bear to look.

The hatchet seemed certain to strike his neck and send blood splashing across the ground.

Yet Zeng Xiaofan remained completely calm.

He waited until Xie Jian had come close, then suddenly struck, landing two thunderous punches straight across Xie Jian’s face.

Dazed and reeling from the blows, Xie Jian could barely remain standing. After staggering several steps, he fell to the ground with the hatchet still in his hand.

“Damn…”

“You… you caught me off guard!”

“That’s impossible… How could a weakling like you possibly beat me?”

“I refuse to believe this!”

Xie Jian struggled to get back up, but Zeng Xiaofan immediately kicked him back down.

Then he drove another vicious kick into Xie Jian’s ribs.

Bang!

“Argh!”

Xie Jian bared his teeth in agony.

“This… how is this possible…”

“You…”

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Zeng Xiaofan kicked him again.

With a sharp crack, Xie Jian’s ribs broke, and his screams instantly echoed throughout the courtyard.

“Do you surrender?”

Zeng Xiaofan planted another foot on him.

“I surrender! I surrender! I surrender!”

“I give up, Brother Fan! I’ll never dare do it again!”

“Please, stop hitting me! You’ll kill me if you keep going!”

Xie Jian begged for mercy through tears and snot.

Only then did Zeng Xiaofan stop. He kicked the twenty thousand yuan lying on the ground toward Xie Jian and said, each word deliberate:

“Take your filthy money and get out. If you ever lay a hand on Aunt Yuru again, I’ll show you exactly why the flowers are so red.”

“Yes… yes, yes, yes…”

“I understand! I understand!”

Xie Jian hurried away, limping badly.

At the same time, the voices of a crowd of villagers came from outside the house.

“Something’s happened at Yuru’s place!”

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“I heard Yuru shouting for help just now!”

“Yeah, me too! Could thieves have broken into her house?”

“Never mind that. Grab whatever you can and hurry over to help!”

“Yuru, don’t be afraid! We’re coming to save you!”

The villagers’ shouts and footsteps drew closer and closer. They were almost at the gate.

Hearing them, Lin Yuru jolted in fright and hurriedly got up to look for her trousers. But Xie Jian had been truly vicious—he had torn both her trousers and her underwear to shreds.

Even after retrieving them, she could not possibly put them back on. Panic seized her.

“Oh no, oh no…”

“What am I going to do? What if everyone comes in and sees me like this…”

“I’ll never be able to show my face again!”

Watching Lin Yuru, bare from the waist down, turn anxiously in circles, Zeng Xiaofan felt his face grow hot. Frowning, he said:

“Aunt Yuru, why don’t you hurry inside? I’ll hold them off and send them away.”

“No! They may not believe you. And if they force their way inside and see me like this…”

“And then see you here… they might misunderstand!”

“You mustn’t make a sound!”

“No one can know you’re in my house!”

“Otherwise… otherwise, we’ll never be able to clear our names!”

Zeng Xiaofan thought she had a point. He frowned and asked, “Then… what do we do now? They’re here!”

“Ah…”

Lin Yuru let out a soft gasp and bit her lip.

“You… hide in the corner. Don’t move, and don’t make a sound!”

“I’ll deal with them!”

Without sparing another thought, Lin Yuru rushed to the courtyard gate and shut it.

At the same time, the villagers’ voices reached the entrance.

“Yuru! Are you all right?”

“Why is the gate closed? Did Yuru shut it, or is there some criminal inside?”

“Open the gate! If you don’t, we’ll break it down!”

Hearing this, Lin Yuru hurriedly opened the gate and poked her head out. The clothing on her upper body was still intact, so she leaned halfway outside and answered with a smile:

“Sorry, everyone. It was… it was that fellow Xie Jian. He was drunk and frightened me. I thought a thief had broken in, so I shouted for help. He’s already gone now!”

“It was all just a misunderstanding. Please don’t worry. Thank you all for your concern!”

Lin Yuru spoke with an air of composure, and not the slightest hint of anything unusual could be seen on her face.

Only Zeng Xiaofan, hiding inside the courtyard, knew what kind of breathtakingly beautiful view lay behind her from his angle.