Chapter Thirty-Three: This time, let's see where you can run!

It took significant effort for Zhang Fan to push Teacher Li away, his brows furrowing in annoyance.

"Can't you see I have a woman now?"

"Before I had a woman, I might have been willing to play around with you."

"But to crawl into my arms and try to seduce me after I've committed to someone else—don't you feel cheap?"

At this moment, Teacher Li was already in a state of manic hysteria. Hearing Zhang Fan’s insults only fueled her madness, and she began to undress right in front of him.

"So what if I'm crazy?"

"Since I was a child, I have never met a man as exceptional as you."

"Even if it kills me, I want to have you once. As long as I can have you, it’s worth it!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she lunged at Zhang Fan like a tigress. For an average man, once things had reached this point, he might have simply given in. Zhang Fan, however, had experienced this countless times since he was young. He was particularly accustomed to it back when he was an executive—wealthy, powerful, and handsome. Men who have never been rich struggle to understand how women can act this way, but those who have walked that path know that as long as you have money—you don't even need to be as handsome as Zhang Fan—a swarm of women will act like starving ghosts, fighting over you as if you were prey. They would hand over their contact information, send suggestive photos, or even pull you into a room to "take care of you" on the spot.

But Zhang Fan had always looked down on such women.

He lifted his foot and kicked Teacher Li in the stomach. She collapsed to the ground, paralyzed by intense pain, unable to crawl back up. He looked down at her coldly, his voice chillingly detached.

"If you keep acting like a lunatic, I’m calling the police."

"I’ll say this one last time: I have a woman now. Stop acting cheap. Do you understand?"

With that, Zhang Fan didn't even spare her another glance. He opened the door and walked out.

Collapsed on the floor, writhing in pain, Teacher Li wore a smile of even greater excitement. Other men, when they see me, are practically ready to kneel and act like dogs. Only you, Mr. Zhang Fan—you are completely different from the rest! Faced with a beautiful woman who wants to sleep with you, you are thinking only of your partner. My god! No! I must find a way to have you, even if it means going to prison or facing the death penalty! You must be mine!

Long after Zhang Fan had walked away, he could still hear her frantic, crazed shouting. He felt somewhat speechless and sighed. "What a mess!"

***

Only a man as handsome and wealthy as Zhang Fan could truly empathize with this. The "goddesses" who usually acted cold and aloof in front of ordinary men were truly like moths to a flame around him.

Zhu Qing'an asked curiously, "Brother, what's wrong? You look quite troubled."

Zhang Fan sighed helplessly and recounted what had just happened. Zhu Qing'an burst into a giggle, her face flushing slightly.

"Brother has always been the center of attention since we were kids."

"I still remember—well, high school was fine since everyone was busy with studies, but during those three years of middle school, every day after class, a crowd of girls would chase after you, saying all sorts of things."

"The thing that left the deepest impression on me was the autumn of our second year..."

Seeing his daughter’s eyes widen, clearly eager to hear about her father’s past, Zhang Fan hurriedly interrupted, feeling extremely awkward. "Stop, my daughter is right here."

Zhu Qing'an bit back her laughter and kept quiet. Zhang Qinyun, however, plopped down onto the floor, whining. "No, no! Mom, I want to hear the rest. What happened that morning? If you don't tell me, I’m not eating dinner tonight! Hmph!"

Zhang Fan was left between laughter and tears, forced to let Zhu Qing'an continue. Her face was full of amusement.

"The night before, over twenty girls from different classes had taken turns confessing to your father."

"They ended up fighting out of jealousy, and a few even ended up in the hospital."

"The next morning, the principal called your father up and lectured him in front of the entire school, telling him to tone it down."

Zhang Qinyun became even more curious, waving her little fists excitedly. "And then? And then? What did my dad say?"

At this point, Zhu Qing'an finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. "Haha... your father said, 'I can't help it. Since I was born this handsome, what can I do if they want to chase me?'"

"'Is it my fault I’m good-looking? Should I be like you, Principal—bald and pot-bellied? Or maybe go to Thailand and get surgery to look as ugly as you?'"

Zhang Qinyun giggled loudly. "Hahaha, the principal must have been furious!"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes. "Where do you pick up these slang terms? You never learn anything good!" It was truly bizarre to have his old secrets exposed in front of his daughter.

Zhu Qing'an shook her head with a smile. "It’s true, the principal was speechless at the time."

***

"He never mentioned it again after that."

"Your father was a legendary figure back then. In middle school, high school, and university, almost everyone knew him."

She looked at Zhang Fan with eyes full of adoration. There wasn't a hint of jealousy; instead, she felt that this was exactly the kind of man worth loving. Her gaze was soft and lingering.

Zhang Fan could only give his daughter a hasty, perfunctory response to change the subject.

As the two of them helped Zhang Qinyun into the car to leave, another vehicle suddenly accelerated and rammed toward them!

Seeing this, Zhang Fan reacted with lightning speed and ignited the engine. With a roar, the Rolls-Royce surged forward, narrowly escaping its previous position! Had it been an ordinary car, there would have been no way to dodge it. The vehicle that had attempted the ramming crashed into the river nearby instead.

Zhu Qing'an’s expression turned grim, her brows knitting together. "Brother, have you offended anyone recently?"

Zhang Fan didn't think it was an accident either. Watching the car sink to the bottom of the river, his heart felt heavy. "I provided my employees with high benefits, which offended some business owners. They believe my raising the standards for entry-level staff forces them to raise wages as well. Besides that, I also gave the young master of the Lin Group a sound thrashing."

Speak of the devil. A gloomy-looking young man approached, followed by over fifty bodyguards. Their arrival was so aggressive and intimidating that parents picking up their children quickly scrambled far away, daring only to watch from a distance.

The young man was none other than Lin Ruozhi!

Seeing Lin Ruozhi, Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow. "You again?"

"Last time, you were cyber-bullied across the entire internet, causing your Lin Group's market value to evaporate by 300 billion overnight. Did that not teach you a lesson? You have quite the nerve to come after me again."

Zhu Qing'an recognized Lin Ruozhi immediately. Isn't this Lin Changfeng’s son? The Zhu family held 51% of the shares in the Lin Group. No one knew this, as the contracts were structured in a way that ordinary people couldn't trace. Lin Changfeng often brought gifts to visit her father. If they lost her father's support, the entire Lin Group would collapse or be swallowed by the Zhu family.

Lin Ruozhi, however, did not recognize Zhu Qing'an; given his status, he wasn't worthy of associating with her. Arrogant as ever, he walked up to Zhang Fan and sneered, "Last time, it was because I didn't have enough men that I let you get away!"

"You scared my four useless bodyguards with just a dozen employees. This time, I’ve brought fifty men—all hulking brutes. Let’s see where you run to now!"