Chapter 141: Ants and Gods

Ling Xiao never expected to encounter his cousin Song Kang’s ex-girlfriend, that bitch Ma Lian, in this club.

When Ma Lian saw Ling Xiao, her face turned icy cold. She clenched her fists, her gaze fixed on him with intense hatred.

"You bastard! I finally see you again! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have broken up with Young Master Song! I wouldn't have been slapped by Song Kang and ended up as a hostess here at the Wind and Moon Pavilion!"

"You ruined everything for me! I’ve been wondering when I’d get the chance to settle the score with you, and now you’ve delivered yourself right to my doorstep!"

Ling Xiao looked at her with indifference, as if he were observing an ant. "So what if I am here? You... are nothing but a rat."

"Hahahaha..." Ma Lian burst into wild laughter. "Let me tell you, as long as I use my brain, I can destroy you even if I am a rat!"

With that, she immediately tore at her tight-fitting dress, exposing a patch of pale skin. Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and before he could fathom her intent, Ma Lian ran outside, screaming hysterically.

"Help! Help! Someone is trying to rape me! Sob... I don't want to live anymore!"

A wave of commotion erupted in the corridor outside and the lobby downstairs.

"What’s going on? Who would dare cause trouble at the Wind and Moon Pavilion? Are they tired of living?"

"Although the Wind and Moon Pavilion is a place of pleasure, President Qi has strict rules. Everything here must be consensual. No matter your status, breaking the rules is strictly forbidden!"

"Exactly. A while back, a wealthy heir worth a billion was caught forcing himself on a female student here. President Qi personally broke both of his legs. When his parents arrived, they didn't even dare to utter a word!"

"That's right. Do you know who President Qi is? The Qi family is one of the top aristocratic clans in Jiangnan, standing on equal footing with the Su family and several others!"

Ling Xiao’s hearing was exceptionally sharp; he could naturally hear the whispers outside. He narrowed his eyes. This Ma Lian was truly devious. She had calculated that the Qi family’s status was so high that they feared no power. To destroy him, she was willing to sacrifice her dignity in public, relying on the Qi family’s authority to crush him. This woman was interesting. If he were just an ordinary heir with a billion or two, he would likely be terrified of the Qi family and suffer a massive downfall here.

Unfortunately for her, she had miscalculated one thing: he was not one of those pathetic, wealthy second-generation wastrels.

Soon, Zhang Wenhe, Qi Xue, and others rushed over.

"What is going on here?" Qi Xue asked coldly. Ma Lian immediately pointed at Ling Xiao inside the room, weeping, "President Qi, he—he just offered me money to keep me as his mistress! He wanted me to... to serve him inside. I refused, saying I was only a hostess and didn't sell my body, but he insisted! He tore my clothes and said he had so much money that he didn't fear the police! If I hadn't broken free, I would have been..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenhe pointed at her and roared, "Damn you! Do you think our Young Master would even look at a piece of trash like you? Even your own president wouldn't merit a second glance from him!"

This statement was like poking a hornet's nest. Qi Xue shot him a cold glare. "Stop putting on an act. I knew you weren't good news the moment I saw you! To think that as soon as I left, you’d have your master bully someone! Do you think the rules of my Wind and Moon Pavilion are just for show?"

Zhang Wenhe was so angry he could spit blood. "Damn it! You can insult me, but don't you dare insult my Young Master! Our Young Master wouldn't even let a woman like this wash his feet!"

"Hmph! Anyone can spout pretty words. You men are all the same—none of you are any good!"

Zhang Wenhe was nearly choking with rage. Ma Lian sobbed again, "President Qi, I only came here to earn some tuition money. I’m still a student; I haven't even had a boyfriend! Sob... How will I ever face anyone again?"

Qi Xue patted her shoulder, comforting her. "Don't worry. As long as I, Qi Xue, am here, no one will ever violate the rules of the Wind and Moon Pavilion!"

With that, she turned her gaze toward Ling Xiao in the room. Ling Xiao’s expression remained detached; he showed no sign of panic or anger, merely glancing at Ma Lian. Ma Lian gave him a triumphant smile, her eyes filled with mockery, as if to say, *You think you’re so high and mighty? Let’s see you try that against the Qi family! Even with billions, so what? The Qi family is one of the top clans in Jiangnan, with hundreds of billions in assets! How can you compete?*

At this moment, Qi Xue walked in, followed by Zhang Wenhe, while a crowd of onlookers gathered at the door, eager to watch the drama unfold. Qi Xue, in her high heels, walked straight to Ling Xiao and sat down. As she crossed her legs, a flash of black caught Ling Xiao’s eye. But Ling Xiao was not some base creature; his gaze didn't flicker. He simply looked at the delicate face of the woman before him with icy composure.

Qi Xue let out a cold snort. "Sir, would you care to explain?"

Ling Xiao didn't answer her directly. He tapped on the table, and Zhang Wenhe, understanding the cue, opened a bottle of Rémy Martin and poured a glass of red wine for both Ling Xiao and Qi Xue. Ling Xiao picked up his glass, swirled it elegantly, and took a sip.

"President Qi, you are a businesswoman and a lady of a prominent family. With your intelligence, you shouldn't let yourself be used as someone else's weapon."

Qi Xue scoffed. "A joke! I have managed the Wind and Moon Pavilion for ten years! What kind of people have I not seen? From the moment you entered, your subordinate was staring at me lecherously! A master is reflected in his subordinates, and vice versa. I have every reason to believe you are a scoundrel!"

Zhang Wenhe interjected coldly, "Hey! I told you, you can insult me, but don't you dare insult my Young Master!"

Qi Xue glanced at him coldly. "No one will think you're a mute if you keep your mouth shut!"

"You—!"

Before Zhang Wenhe could retort, Qi Xue fixed her eyes back on Ling Xiao. "I tell you, she is one of my people. The rules of my pavilion have always demanded consent! You have broken my rules, and regardless of who you think you are, you will pay a heavy price!"

Ling Xiao remained unmoved, offering a calm, elegant smile. "Qi Xue, sometimes people shouldn't take themselves too seriously. To put it bluntly: let alone a bitch like her, even if it were you, the daughter of the Qi family—if I wanted to have my way with you, you would have to lie down and spread your legs obediently! Do you... believe me?"