At this, Dai Mubai curled his lips into a roguish smile, his fingers tightening slightly around Ling Yuan's chin.
His other hand reached toward her neckline as he spoke with a hint of flirtation:
"Nothing much. Just some annoying noise. Little vixen, let's continue..."
Ling Yuan let out a delicate cry. Somehow finding a burst of strength, she suddenly pulled him down onto the bed.
Her fingertips lightly traced his sturdy chest, her voice soft as water:
"Young Master Dai finally came to keep me company. Why bother with those unrelated people? Don't let them spoil our mood..."
Just as the two were entangled, a deafening bang shook the room. The door was kicked open from outside, sending splinters flying.
Xue Beng stormed in with several lackeys. When he saw the two disheveled figures on the bed, fury instantly engulfed him, and he shouted harshly:
"I'd like to see which blind fool dares call himself Young Master Dai and even dares lay a hand on the woman this prince has his eye on!"
Dai Mubai's expression darkened. He quickly rose from the bed, hurriedly fastening his clothes, and stared coldly toward the doorway.
Ling Yuan also hastily grabbed the quilt beside her and wrapped it tightly around herself, covering her exposed skin. Panic and embarrassment flashed across her face.
Dai Mubai stepped in front of Ling Yuan and met Xue Beng's gaze directly, his voice brimming with undisguised anger:
"What are you? Didn't you even look at where you were? Ling Yuan is with me tonight. Who do you think you are to come here and throw your weight around?"
At Dai Mubai's words, the anger on Xue Beng's face instantly turned into a sharp, mocking laugh filled with undisguised contempt:
"What am I? Today, I'll teach you a lesson