The Overbearing CEO's Maid: Little Darling Wife

Settle Down

The old man looked at him with disdain, not responding and igniting his anger.

"You clueless thing, let go of that stinking woman, she's mine."

Yours?

The man snorted coldly, his brows furrowed tightly, emanating a strong aura that made people shiver.

"And if I don't?"

His voice was not loud, but it carried a resolute force.

However, the old man's eyes were fixed on the beauty in his arms, paying no attention to these words.

Seeing that the man showed no intention of letting go of the woman, but instead held her tighter, the old man became anxious and almost wanted to snatch her back.

But the man had a tall and sturdy figure, exuding a masculine aura, and the old man could only reach up to his chest even on tiptoes, feeling somewhat intimidated.

Despite that, he continued to speak insolently, "Do you even know who I am? Have you heard of the Zhu Group? My family has enough money to crush you to death. Dare to oppose me, and you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

The man remained calm, his exceptional demeanor exuding a sense of nobility and arrogance, not bothering to engage with the old man any further.

The old man thought the man was intimidated and dared not speak, so he became even more brazen.

"You little brat, wanting to play hero but not knowing your own strength."

The old man pointed arrogantly, "I'll give you one last chance. Let go of that woman and apologize to me, call me 'grandfather,' and this matter will be over. If you insist on courting death, I'll make a call, and you won't walk away unscathed."

With that, he burst into laughter.

"Dammit..."

The man tightened his embrace around the girl's waist and subtly shifted his ankle.

A beautiful side kick with explosive force, aimed directly at the old man's neck, a blow strong enough to end his life.

But just as he had aimed, having just taken a shower, he didn't want to dirty his foot, so he withdrew it at the last moment.

Even so, the old man was already stunned, sitting dumbfounded on the ground.

The hotel manager, upon hearing the commotion, arrived with four or five security guards in a fierce manner.

Seeing the old man sitting half-paralyzed on the ground, they were shocked. Isn't this Mr. Zhu?

The manager hurried forward to assist, "Mr. Zhu, what happened? Who dares to bully you?"

The old man finally saw the help that had arrived and gritted his teeth, "It's this hoodlum. Don't let him off."

The dim lights in the hotel corridor made it hard to see the man clearly as he held the woman.

The manager, who had often sought favors from Mr. Zhu, was now ready to save face for him.

He gestured, and several security guards surrounded the man.

The man, unfazed, glanced quickly at the guards and the manager.

After serving in the military, he hadn't moved like this for a long time and hadn't brought bodyguards today, so it was a good chance to practice.

During the eye contact, the manager finally saw the man's face clearly, instantly feeling weak in the legs and stumbling over his words.

"Mu... Mu... Lord Mu, it's... it's you..."

"When... when did you arrive? Why didn't I receive any notification of your arrival?"

Mu Yuting's gaze was sharp, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Too many words!"

His voice was clear and pleasant but carried a chilling undertone, as if it came from ice.

M Hotel was part of the Mu family's business. Since the hotel was established, Room 1818 had been exclusively reserved for Mu Yuting.

Did he need to inform you when he came to his own hotel? How foolish.

"I'm sorry, I spoke too much!"

The manager slapped himself, regretting ever offending Mr. Zhu. Why did you have to provoke someone like Mu Yuting? This guy lived at the pinnacle of society, managing the Mu Group at a young age, not to mention his immense wealth. Ruthless in business, who in Jiangcheng dared to oppose Mu Yuting?

Lord Mu?

When Mr. Zhu heard these two words, his jaw dropped in shock.

Mu Yuting was always low-key and never appeared in the media. Mr. Zhu had never seen him before.

The manager had only met Mu Yuting once at a hotel event by chance.

"Lord Mu, I've been blind! I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Mr. Zhu's voice trembled, and he knelt in front of Mu Yuting.

At that moment, a dozen men in black suits walked over.

Mu Yuting ordered coldly, "Deal with it."

"Yes, Lord Mu!" The leader of the men in black responded, "I guarantee he won't see the sun tomorrow."

...

Mu Yuting carried the woman back to the room and threw her onto the soft couch.

Having lived for 29 years, extremely disciplined and abstaining from worldly pleasures like a monk, how could he end up bringing back a drunken stranger?

Mu Yuting found it strange himself.

Due to the effects of alcohol, Lin Xiaonuan lying on the couch felt feverish, her face turning redder.

It felt like a fire burning inside her...

Because of the heat, she got up from the couch and took off her coat and the torn half of her skirt from the old man.

She staggered as she tried to find a cooler spot.

After a step, she suddenly slipped and fell onto the man who was about to pour water, clinging tightly to his waist.

So cool...

She held onto his waist, her small hands restlessly feeling his abdominal muscles.

Hard...

The man was taken aback.

This woman was really asking for trouble, not only holding onto his waist but also...

Damn it!

"Let go..." the man sternly commanded.

"No, just hold for a while," Lin Xiaonuan murmured, refusing to let go.

He was extremely annoyed, forcefully pulling her hand away and pushing it aside.

With too much force, Lin Xiaonuan's soft body lost balance and almost fell.

The man quickly caught her petite waist, bringing her back into his arms.

He lifted her waist, intending to put her back on the couch.

Stop her from causing more trouble!

But Lin Xiaonuan, in his arms, was not cooperative. Her restless little hands continued to explore the man's body.

"You annoying woman, behave yourself," the man scolded.

"No, I won't," she replied, becoming even more audacious. Due to the effects of the alcohol, the blazing fire inside her body had become uncontrollable.

She hooked her hands around the man's neck, her supple body pressing tightly against his.

Her fair, makeup-free skin exuded a tempting blush, her slightly parted lips emitting a soft moan, stirring the man's instincts.

The man looked at this almost perfect face, his breathing becoming rapid.

He couldn't let this woman continue to be so reckless...