She felt no affection for Huang Haibo, nor any attraction, so naturally, she wouldn't agree.
But who could have imagined that Huang Haibo, who offered to escort her back to the hotel, would instead bring her here, confiscate her phone, and lock her in this room, preventing her from leaving?
Liu Yixin had never thought Huang Haibo was this kind of person. Back in school, Huang Haibo had seemed like an honest boy.
As for Huang Haibo's claim of liking her back then, Liu Yixin didn't know if it was true or not.
Because Huang Haibo had never confessed to her. However, she remembered that every time he saw her, his gaze seemed different from others.
But Liu Yixin was the campus belle back then, and there were plenty of people who liked her. How could she possibly notice or care about an unremarkable, honest kid like Huang Haibo?
Yet, the Huang Haibo she saw now was impossible to reconcile with the honest boy from back then. She never imagined he was the son of Huang Yinghai, a wealthy magnate in Xi Shi.
If it were during their school days, Liu Yixin might have been tempted if she had known he was Huang Yinghai's son.
But times had changed. Liu Yixin was no longer the innocent girl living in an ivory tower; she had seen a wider world.
So, even knowing Huang Haibo was Huang Yinghai's son, she felt no stirrings of affection.
So what if Huang Yinghai was a rich man in Xi Shi?
Liu Yixin hadn't seen wealth before.
Besides, her sister, Liu Yilin, was the CEO of Tianmei Technology Group. While her wealth might not match Huang Yinghai's, her sister had achieved her current success in just a few years. Huang Yinghai might not even compare to her sister.
Not to mention her sister's great achievements, Liu Yixin herself was a world-renowned violinist with high standards. How could she be easily swayed?
Even less so, Huang Haibo dared to imprison her.
"Yixin, can't you give me a chance? I can give you the wealth and fame you desire. My father has only me as his son, and his wealth is my wealth. As long as you marry me, I will spare no effort to make you renowned worldwide."
"Huang Haibo, I don't want these things. Don't you understand? I didn't like you before, and I won't like you in the future. Let me go now. Considering we were classmates, I can pretend nothing happened and won't call the police. Don't make one mistake after another."
Liu Yixin tried her best to persuade Huang Haibo to let her go, but unexpectedly, she only enraged him.
Huang Haibo suddenly slapped Liu Yixin across the face, his expression contorted with ferocity.
Liu Yixin was instantly terrified. She covered her burning cheek, unable to believe Huang Haibo would dare hit her.
She initially wanted to retaliate, but seeing Huang Haibo's ferocious, almost predatory face, her heart leaped in fear, and she recoiled.
Huang Haibo looked at her, and a barely perceptible trace of red bloodshot appeared in his eyes. He rushed towards Liu Yixin, grabbed her clothes, and was about to tear them open when the butler's voice suddenly came from outside.
"Young Master, the Master has something to discuss with you."
The butler's voice reached Huang Haibo's ears, causing the red bloodshot in his eyes to gradually disappear. He pushed away the crying Liu Yixin and walked out.
"Watch her. Don't let her try to kill herself."
"Yes, Young Master."
After Huang Haibo left the room, the door slammed shut behind him. Only then did Liu Yixin burst into tears of grievance.
Huang Haibo had suddenly changed, becoming terrifying and unfamiliar, like a man-eating ghost.
Looking at the closed door, Liu Yixin sank into a corner, tears streaming down her face.
Over the past few days, she had thought of countless ways to persuade Huang Haibo to release her, but none had worked. Instead, they sometimes provoked his anger.
Liu Yixin couldn't comprehend how, in this civilized society, someone like Huang Haibo could exist.
With no way to seek help and no path to escape, she was just a weak woman. At this moment, who could save her?
Perhaps no one even knew she was being held here.
She wondered if her family and sister knew she had gone missing.
Liu Yixin wiped away her tears, and subconsciously, she thought of Ning Beichen.
She thought, it would be great if that scoundrel Ning Beichen were here. He would surely have a way to save her.
Although she often disliked Ning Beichen before, even deliberately teasing him, she knew Ning Beichen was truly capable. Otherwise, why would someone as aloof as her sister like him?
"Dad, you were looking for me?"
Huang Haibo entered his father's room and asked.
"Still haven't handled that woman?"
Huang Yinghai asked him, his hands behind his back.
"Dad, that woman Liu Yixin is a bit stubborn and hasn't agreed yet. But don't worry, I'll make her yield to me."
Huang Haibo said.
"Hmph! It's taken this long, and you can't even handle one woman. Hurry up. That woman is an excellent cauldron. Once you possess her, your Qingmu Jue can advance to the tenth level. This is crucial for your standing in Qingye Sect."
Huang Yinghai said to his son.
"Dad, I understand."
Huang Haibo said excitedly.
...
At this moment, Ning Beichen had appeared outside Huang Yinghai's villa. Huang Yinghai's residence was not difficult to find; Ning Beichen had already learned the address from Han Xin.
It was already night. Ning Beichen did not charge in immediately but stood outside, observing the villa's situation.
"This Huang Yinghai is indeed connected to Qingye Sect."
Ning Beichen murmured to himself.
Through his Qi Observation technique, he saw that there were at least ten masters within the villa.
However, there were no Grandmasters present, which put Ning Beichen at ease.
"Huang Yinghai, you'd better pray that Liu Yixin's disappearance has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, even Qingye Sect won't be able to save you."
Ning Beichen said softly, his gaze chillingly fixed on the villa.
He did not directly confront them. Instead, he planned to infiltrate and see if Liu Yixin was inside. The main reason was that Qingye Sect had Grandmasters, and Ning Beichen did not wish to fall out with one unless absolutely necessary.
Moreover, this was not overseas, and Ning Beichen could not employ many of his more aggressive tactics. Therefore, he had not called for his own men.
However, with no Grandmaster stationed inside, Ning Beichen felt relieved. With his own Grandmaster strength, it would not be difficult to sneak in, and even if discovered, it would not be a major issue.
Not long after.
Ning Beichen silently infiltrated the interior of Huang Yinghai's villa and began searching from place to place.