Do you think the Red Iron Fist is just for fun?

"Here's my number, add it." Lan Zihua handed over her phone and said to Lin Beichen, "I'll find a chance to set that guy up and call you then. Once you're here, just find an excuse to beat him up. Remember, don't turn off your phone these days."

"Miss Lan, it seems you misunderstood something." Just as Lan Zihua was about to serve tea and see him out, Lin Beichen suddenly erupted in anger. He stood up from his chair with a smack and said furiously, "Does Lin Beichen appear to Miss Lan as someone who would involve innocent people just to achieve his goals?"

"No, I solemnly tell Miss Lan that I, Lin Beichen, a man of integrity, absolutely do not do such things. You've misjudged me."

As Lin Beichen spoke, he got up to leave, leaving Lan Zihua dumbfounded in her office chair. She looked at Lin Beichen's departing figure and then at the phone on the table, not knowing what to say.

While Lan Zihua was quietly reflecting, suddenly with a bang, the office door was forcibly pushed open from the outside. Subsequently, Lin Beichen returned.

Seeing Lan Zihua's puzzled face, Lin Beichen first took out his phone and scanned the QR code on Lan Zihua's phone, then grinned, "I thought about it, just beating someone up to save another girl's life seems like a virtuous act. So, uh, remember to notify me in advance so I can make time to come over."

Lan Zihua: "..."

After leaving the general manager's office, Su Lingshan caught up and asked, "How did it go? Did my boss agree to help?"

"Agreed, but..."

"But what?"

"But it's not a favor; it's an equivalent exchange," Lin Beichen grinned, "but that's fine too, exchanging is better than asking for a favor. After all, debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay."

After saying that, he got straight into the car. Seeing this, Su Lingshan hurriedly got into the passenger seat, which made Lin Beichen a bit helpless: "Aren't you going to work?"

"Oh, right, I still have to work. You go first, I'll come find you later." Su Lingshan said, hugging Lin Beichen briefly, then hurried away.

Lin Beichen shook his head helplessly, glanced at the time on his phone, and drove toward the place indicated by the navigation.

He was going to a banquet, Feng Yeling's housewarming party.

This was something he had promised earlier, and even knowing there's something off about this woman, he had no reason not to go. After all, it's only by going that you can find out what she's really up to. Anyway, no one can guard against a thief every day.

Among the many restaurant chains at Pineapple Bay, Moonlight Tower is a leader in the industry. As a restaurant that primarily serves Chinese cuisine, it brings together top chefs from all over. No matter which of the eight major cuisines or which dish, they can make it here, and they do it very well. This is one of the reasons for its rapid success and popularity.

Another reason is that every franchise store of Moonlight Tower is designed based on an ancient tavern model. Whether it's flowers, trees, or bricks and furniture, it's said that all were restored one-to-one under professional guidance. It's all about the ancient style.

The combination of these two points forms the core selling point of Moonlight Tower.

With such complexity—restorations, a multitude of people, and dishes—naturally, prices rise. From being the best occasional grub spot, to a niche social media hotspot, it gradually became the exclusive place for the wealthy. Today, you can sum up Moonlight Tower in one word: "expensive." Or in a phrase: "Don't come in if you're broke."

When Lin Beichen arrived in a beat-up car, it immediately drew the eyes of everyone around. His rented car, which cost a few hundred bucks, was too conspicuous among a sea of luxury vehicles, like a wolf among sheep.

"Hey, I've been waiting for ages, why are you so late?" Seeing Lin Beichen show up, Feng Yeling, standing at the door with her bag, quickly ran over to greet him.

"Has it been long? I'm clearly not late," Lin Beichen showed her his phone, "You're just here too early."

Slightly smiling, he looked at Feng Yeling, "I saw online reviews; this place isn't cheap. Aren't you hiding from debts at Pineapple Bay? How do you have money to spend here?"

"I... I have a VIP card from my dad, which gives me a big discount. I thought, why not use it while I can, so I chose here." Feng Yeling said hesitantly.

"Oh, I see." Lin Beichen nodded, not pressing the matter further.

After handing the car off to the valet, the two walked in under the curious stares of onlookers. Moonlight Tower has a total of nine floors, with expenses increasing with each level. The first-floor lobby is relatively cheaper. Lin Beichen assumed that with a hint to maintain appearances, Feng Yeling would pick a hall on the first floor, but she didn't play by the rules and took Lin Beichen straight to the eighth floor by elevator. Lin Beichen reckoned that if it weren't for needing a month's advance booking for the ninth floor, Feng Yeling might have dragged him there instead.

Except for the first floor, the other floors consist of one private room after another. These rooms are separated from each other, yet you can faintly see the outside through bead curtains. Add in the trickling water droplets and a lot of transplanted bamboo and greenery, and it does give a sense of a dreamlike return to ancient times.

Once inside the private room and seated, the waitstaff soon brought steaming tea and exquisite pastries. As they indulged, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a tall young man wearing tailor-made high-end clothes, sporting a flashy Rolex watch, and with his hair slicked back entered the room.

His eyes first landed on Lin Beichen and then shifted to Feng Yeling, or more precisely, focused on her ample chest. He stared wide-eyed for a good while before bursting into laughter, "Good, good, truly fierce."

"Didn't expect to encounter such a rare specimen while grabbing a meal, truly meant to be mine." His brazen manners made Feng Yeling frown in disgust; she shot him a glare and said coldly, "Sir, please respect yourself."

"Respect myself?" The tall man paused briefly, then suddenly realized, "Right, right, respect. You see, I get so moved when I see something good, I lose control and forget the main task, that's my fault, my fault."

As he spoke, he pulled out an extremely exquisite little box from his jacket and handed it directly to Feng Yeling. The wooden box was inlaid with more than a dozen colorful gems, dazzling under the light as if surrounded by galaxies.

"Sir, what do you mean by this?" Feng Yeling paused, asking.

"Isn't it obvious?" The tall man gently pressed the box open with a snap, revealing a stunning necklace inside. A thumb-sized sapphire set in the necklace caught the eye. Even those who don't understand jewelry could tell this piece was invaluable, easily worth several hundred thousand. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"You're just my type; to be blunt, I like women like you. Ditch that poor man next to you and be with me, and this necklace worth hundreds of thousands is yours. Plus, every time you accompany me, I'll at least give you this much." The tall man said while trying to grab a hold and asked, "Am I clear enough?"

Seeing the tall man's approach, Feng Yeling quickly dodged,