CHAPTER 25: CHAPTER 0025 CAN’T STAND IT, IT TURNS OUT TO BE TWINS_1

"Sister Lan, is this your villa? Do you live here alone?"

Zhang Bin, with an unsteady, intoxicated Liu Ruolan in his arms, arrived before a gorgeous, expansive three-story villa. He hesitated, not daring to step inside.

It wasn’t because the villa was too luxurious, but because it seemed deserted. If he took her inside, he wasn’t sure he could maintain his composure.

The beauty in his arms was simply too alluring, like a peony in full bloom, her entire being exuding a seductive charm.

His heart had been pounding like a drum the entire way here, wave after wave of desire surging within him.

He could now be certain that Liu Ruolan didn’t have a boyfriend; Wen Shanshan’s hint had already told him as much.

For a small-time farmer like him, marrying Liu Ruolan would be a meteoric rise.

"Yes, this is my home. I live alone. Take me to my room, I need to sleep for a bit. I was so happy today, I can’t believe I got drunk so easily," Liu Ruolan slurred, slumping softly into Zhang Bin’s arms, clearly unable to hold her liquor.

Liu Ruolan was speaking the truth. Now that she and Zhang Bin were partners in a company, she was overjoyed. Even though she didn’t hold a large share, any fool could see the company had limitless potential.

It was only natural that she’d get drunk in her elation.

"Okay, okay, I’ll take you in right now..."

Zhang Bin reined in his wild thoughts. He fished the keys from Liu Ruolan’s purse, keeping one arm around her as he unlocked the door with the other.

He then guided her inside, deliberately leaving the door open, afraid he might lose control.

"My room’s on the second floor," Liu Ruolan breathed delicately.

I really can’t take this anymore.

With a silent cry in his heart, Zhang Bin simply swept her into his arms, charged up the stairs with a THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, and entered Liu Ruolan’s room.

It was a completely feminine boudoir, filled with an intoxicating, sweet fragrance.

A large, round bed stood in the room, both lavish and exquisite.

A pink silk canopy seemed to exude a special kind of romantic air.

Zhang Bin gently placed her on the bed, slipped off her high heels, and lifted her legs onto the mattress.

His gaze then froze. What long, exquisite legs she had. What a beautiful face. And her exposed collarbones were incredibly sensual.

Finally, his eyes settled on her lips, which were as red as flower petals.

He longed for a kiss.

I’m no saint. And being presented with this and doing nothing? That would make me less than a beast. Just one kiss. She’ll never know, anyway. She’s sound asleep.

Zhang Bin muttered to himself. Just as he was about to lean in, a sudden sense of alarm shot through him, and he spun around.

There, standing silently in the doorway, was a masked figure watching him coldly.

What an expert! I didn’t even notice when he arrived.

Zhang Bin was secretly shocked. He leaped to his feet and lunged forward like a bolt of lightning, his right hand forming a claw as he swiped at the masked person’s face.

A masked intruder was obviously up to no good, so he couldn’t let them escape.

But his hand grasped at nothing but air.

The masked figure had dodged with incredible speed, backflipping like a marten and reaching the bottom of the stairs in the blink of an eye.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

Zhang Bin charged out after them. He pushed off the railing, vaulting over the banister and landing on the first floor.

But his opponent was just as fast. They were already out the front door and in the yard.

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

Zhang Bin sprinted in pursuit.

WHOOSH!

A fist shot toward him like a meteor. The masked figure’s eyes gleamed with an icy light. Instead of fleeing, they launched an attack, catching Zhang Bin completely off guard.

"Good one!" Zhang Bin shouted. He used his left hand in a "Plucking the Grass to Find the Snake" maneuver, blocking the incoming fist. He couldn’t, however, block the kick that followed.

His opponent’s foot slammed fiercely into his lower abdomen.

BAM!

Zhang Bin was sent flying back into the hall as if struck by a train, tumbling across the floor.

He felt a searing pain in his abdomen. If he were an ordinary person, the blow would have made him vomit blood and die.

A very powerful expert.

Zhang Bin was inwardly stunned, but he felt no fear. He sprang back to his feet and charged outside once more.

The masked individual hadn’t fled. They stood proudly in an open area of the courtyard, their gaze fixed intently on Zhang Bin.

"Fight!"

Zhang Bin shot forward with an Arrow Step and unleashed a punch with his full strength.

WHOOSH!

The punch whistled through the air like a cannonball.

It carried a force of at least 750 kilograms.

The masked person didn’t dodge. Instead, they dropped low, spun around, and caught Zhang Bin’s arm with both hands. With a thrust of their hips, they executed a powerful shoulder throw, slamming him to the ground.

THUD!

The impact was loud, leaving a human-shaped imprint on the ground.

An ordinary person would have been incapacitated by such a blow, left lying on the ground unable to move.

But Zhang Bin had been practicing Body Refinement with Spiritual Energy for so long that his body was like iron and steel. He was completely unfazed. With a tiger’s roar, he twisted his arm back and grabbed his opponent’s, yanking them down with him. He then balled his other hand into a fist and aimed a punch at their chest.

The masked individual’s other hand shot out to grab Zhang Bin’s fist, pushing outward with all their might. But they couldn’t resist Zhang Bin’s immense strength. Their hand was forced back against their chest, and Zhang Bin’s fist sank into a soft, yielding spot.

This is a woman!

The realization shocked Zhang Bin, but he didn’t slow down. He flipped his opponent over and pinned her to the ground, pressing down on her like a wild bull while locking her arms. Then, he used his teeth to rip the silk scarf from her face, revealing an endlessly tempting and breathtakingly beautiful face.

"Sister Lan?"

Zhang Bin was completely dumbfounded, unable to believe his eyes.

The beauty beneath him looked exactly like Liu Ruolan; they were practically indistinguishable.

"Are you going to let me go or not?" the beauty demanded petulantly.

"Who are you?" Zhang Bin asked in surprise, not releasing his grip.

"I’m Liu Ruolan’s sister, Liu Ruomei, of course," Liu Ruomei said with irritation.

"Twins?" Zhang Bin asked, stunned.

"Is it not obvious?" Liu Ruomei replied coolly.

"Then why were you wearing a mask? Were you playing a trick on me?" Zhang Bin asked angrily, continuing to hold her down.

"You have the nerve to ask me that? What were you thinking about just now? You were planning to take advantage of my sister, weren’t you?" Liu Ruomei shot back, her pouty expression contrasted by the sharp, bright light in her eyes, which seemed to peer right into his soul.