Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Chapter 65: Luxury Fragrance

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

With a command, three burly men burst into the women’s restroom, while the leader and the waiter waited outside, casually keeping watch.

“Brother Qi, do we really need all this fuss for just one girl?”

“If the other party is willing to pay, we must deliver.”

“Tsk… She’s a pretty young lady; 1 wonder who she offended to deserve such a beating.”

Hearing this, Brother Qi couldn’t help but chuckle. “I do feel sorry for her. You could be a hero and go in and save her right now.”

The waiter looked embarrassed. “Me? I wouldn’t dare.”

“Where are the guys you were supposed to find?”

“They’ve already taken the medicine and thrown into a room.”

One minute later, the three men returned empty-handed. “Brother Qi, we couldn’t find her!”

“What?!” The man widened his eyes, his fierce gaze fixing on the waiter. “Didn’t you say you saw her heading this way?!”

“I-I did see her! But… maybe she sensed something was wrong and ran?”

Brother Qi furrowed his brow. “She drank ‘Luxury Fragrance’. The drug’s taking effect; she can’t have gone far. Chase her down!”

Leaning against the restroom wall, Shen Wan felt the icy porcelain against her back, causing her pores to shrink as she listened to the fading footsteps. She gave a cold smile.

Once she was sure it was safe, she emerged from the men’s restroom.

“What a bunch of fools.”

Navigating through the corridor and blending into the chaotic dance floor, she knew she just had to skirt around the dance floor to reach the elevator.

But at that moment, several men in suits rushed into the middle of the dance floor, frantically searching as if inspecting merchandise. Shen Wan quickly darted behind the speakers.

“Darn it! The duck we had in our hands just flew away!” The voice belonged to the man addressed as Brother Qi.

Shen Wan restrained her bunched-up hair and cautiously peered out, seeing the man pull out his phone and swiftly dial a number. “Sorry, Mr. Song, she got away… Yes, understood!”

Song…

Shen Wan gritted her teeth. She couldn’t recall what she’d done to incur Song Lin’s wrath. He’d drugged her, coerced her into drinking, and now wanted to find a random man to defile her.

That lunatic!

Brother Qi finished his call, perhaps receiving instructions, and regained his composure. “You two guard the elevator entrance, stay in touch at all times. The rest, continue searching with me. Even if we can’t find her, she must not leave this place.”

“Understood!”

Shen Wan had to temporarily abandon her plan to leave. Passing through a secure door, she discovered a staircase leading deeper underground. With the people on the current floor nearly finished searching, Shen Wan clenched her fists, hesitated no more, and threw herself into the darkness like a lone hero facing certain death.

“Mr. Zou, how is Sixth Lord?” Chu Yujiang and Ling Yun approached simultaneously, their gazes fixed on the elderly man with gray hair and a white beard before them.

“The pain has been alleviated, and with the care of the medicinal pool and hot springs, there should be no issues. Rest assured.”

Chu Yujiang breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves gradually relaxing. “Allow me to escort you upstairs,” he said politely, gesturing to the stairs.

“That would be appreciated.”

As the two left, Ling Yun, with his expressionless baby face, stood guard outside the door.

Thunk!

“Who—” Ling Yun’s voice turned cold as he looked sharply in the direction of the sound.

A shadow passed by, and he took a step to chase after it. Just as he turned around, a white hemline brushed past him and quickly disappeared.

Meow-

Ling Yun furrowed his brow and lightly kicked the small, earthy-colored thing on the ground. “So, it’s you causing trouble.”

Turning to leave, he took a couple of steps but then returned, picking up the furry bundle and holding it in his arms with satisfaction. “Huh? Did the Sixth Lord lock the door?”

“Who are you?” Quan Hanting’s icy gaze locked onto the unexpected guest who had intruded into his presence.

As Shen Wan took her first step inside, she was astounded by the colossal “underground palace” before her. It featured spring-fed pools, jade-carved baths, a rosewood grand bed, soft yet non-glaring lighting, and that door…

If she remembered correctly, the kind of sensor-controlled bulletproof door she was looking at shouldn’t be developed and on the market for another two years. So how could it appear in a place like this right now? Could it be…

Just as Shen Wan was still in shock, a stern reprimand rang out, “Who are you?”

She turned towards the sound and spotted a man seated in a hot spring pool, half-naked, surrounded by mist. His face had the gentle glow of an autumn moon, his eyebrows resembled distant mountains, his nose had a graceful arch, and his thin lips bore an unusual shade of red. Along with the faint hint of crimson on his cheek, he possessed an extraordinary beauty.

However, his eyes emitted a wolf-like gleam, sharp and cold, like two millennia-old icebergs stacked on top of each other. This made it easy for people to overlook his stunning face.

Shen Wan’s immediate impression was that this man was exceptionally handsome, to the point of taking one’s breath away.

Simultaneously, Shen Wan sensed an underlying danger in this man, the kind of peril that could strike at your throat at any given moment—this was her second reaction.

“Sorry, 1 didn’t mean to intrude.” she lowered her head, avoiding eye contact with the man.

“Get out!”

“Someone is trying to harm me, so I’m using your place to hide.” The woman lowered her eyes, her downturned neck forming a graceful curve, fair and delicate, unconsciously lowering defenses.

Unfortunately, she was not dealing with Shen Qian or Shen Chunjiang. Pretending to be weak and gentle was of no use here, only making Quan Hanting’s coldness intensify, and his whole aura become even more dangerous.

“Don’t make me say it a second time…” Before he could finish his sentence, the woman, like an arrow released from a bowstring, had rushed behind him.

Quan Hanting felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, something piercing through skin and flesh. He stiffened, his anger surging.

“Hey, I advise you not to pull it out,” Shen Wan chuckled, completely changing her previously soft and non-threatening demeanor. Her brows and eyes were full of fierceness.

She moved her nose, sniffing the bitter medicinal scent in the air, her smile deepening. “Since you’re soaking in a medicinal bath, 1 believe you have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine. You should know what acupoint I just struck.”

“Ha, you can’t even save yourself yet you dare threaten me?” He sneered, showing no fear.

Shen Wan gritted her teeth, aware that her labored breathing could not escape the man’s keen hearing. Either she had ingested a potent Chinese herbal medicine or she had suffered a severe injury.

Quan Hanting hadn’t smelled any blood, so the first possibility seemed more likely.

Clamping down on her teeth, Shen Wan felt her consciousness gradually blur, and the scent of fragrance on the tip of her nose grew stronger. She could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

Until, a man softly murmured, “Luxury Fragrance…”

“Do you know what this drug is?!” she held his neck tightly, squeezing with force.

“Aren’t you already aware? Given this reaction, what else could it be?”

Shen Wan clenched her teeth, her nails digging into the man’s flesh. “I’m asking about the pharmacology, how can it be neutralized?”

“There’s no antidote.”

“You!”

Quan Hanting smirked, but the next moment, his smile froze into a stunned and horrified arc, a warm sensation spreading on his neck.

Boom—

His mind went blank!

He quickly removed the silver needle from the back of his neck and slapped the woman’s face with a loud crack.

“Damn it!”

Shen Wan staggered, her body partially supported by the ground. Her dark pupils glowed with an enticing allure, akin to two seductive blossoms from the depths of hell. With determination, she raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap, producing a sharp cracking sound —

“Bitch!”

Quan Hanting couldn’t believe it. He had just been slapped by a woman?! Wrath filled his entire face, and he was about to teach this woman a lesson when he realized he couldn’t move at all..