Chapter 27: Falling Out

“Ah~” Fan Bing gasped softly, her face instantly flushing scarlet.

The moment their hands touched, Zeng Xiaofan couldn’t help but shudder, his entire body jolting with a sudden tremor.

But as he tensed, his brows also furrowed deeply.

Instead of letting go, he seemed to concentrate even more intently on what he was sensing.

“What… what are you doing…” Fan Bing frowned, hurriedly pushing his hand away.

Though she often joked flirtatiously, it was merely a mask honed by years of social practice. Deep down, she was actually quite conservative. The moment she sensed his hand lingering, a wave of resistance surged up inside her.

Zeng Xiaofan snapped back to reality, but rather than apologize, he spoke solemnly, “Bingbing, there’s something evil clinging to you…”

“What!?” Fan Bing’s cheeks burned as she snapped, “What nonsense are you spouting!”

“How could I possibly be dirty? I’m meticulous about hygiene—I’m always spotlessly clean!”

“You’re the one with something dirty, not me!”

“Ahem… that’s not what I meant, Bingbing, you misunderstood!” Zeng Xiaofan hastily explained. “I mean, you’ve been entangled by something sinister—something dangerous that could bring disaster at any moment!”

“You need to take me to your home right away. I need to check you thoroughly in your own bedroom—preferably on your big bed,” he said, his expression utterly serious.

Fan Bing was utterly stunned by his words. She looked up at him, brows tightly knit.

But Zeng Xiaofan showed no sign of joking. Seeing this, Fan Bing’s anger flared.

“What… what are you saying?”

“Do you really take me for that kind of woman?”

“Checking me in my bedroom, on my bed? You’re being outrageous!”

Zeng Xiaofan realized she misunderstood and quickly tried to explain, “No, Bingbing, you really have it wrong…”

“I’m telling you, there’s truly something evil clinging to you!”

“When I touched you just now, I could sense it. It’s a highly malevolent spirit—something that could take your life at any moment!”

Fan Bing sneered, her good impression of Zeng Xiaofan completely vanishing. “Ha! Mr. Zeng, do you think I’m some foolish girl you can easily deceive?”

“I respected you, but you’ve turned out to be nothing but a lecher. I never imagined you were such a person!”

“Sensing it from just a touch? Please! When you saved me the other day, with all that kissing and… whatever else, how come you didn’t sense it then?”

“Looks to me like you’ve simply taken the money and dropped your act, looking for an excuse to take advantage of me.”

“Too bad you let your true colors show too soon!”

“If you’d kept up the act a little longer, maybe I really would have been fooled.”

“There’s nothing more to say. I’ve repaid any favors I owed you, and there’s no need for us to have further contact!”

With that, Fan Bing turned and sashayed away, but Zeng Xiaofan quickly reached out to stop her.

“No! Bingbing, you can’t leave!”

“You really are in danger!”

“I have to help you get rid of it!”

“When I treated you before, I hadn’t cultivated enough—my senses weren’t sharp, so I couldn’t detect the evil on you…”

“But now I’ve trained, my perception is stronger. That’s why I sensed it as soon as I touched you…”

“Please, you have to believe me!”

He grew so agitated as he spoke that his grip unconsciously tightened.

Fan Bing, already in high heels, lost her balance and tumbled backward as he pulled her.

“Ah!” she cried out, and Zeng Xiaofan quickly tried to catch her.

But in his haste, he made a double mistake: his left hand landed directly on her shapely hips, while his right hand, reaching through her underarm, pressed against her proud chest.

“Aaah!” Fan Bing screamed again, their eyes meeting in a moment of frozen embarrassment.

The air between them turned frigid, Fan Bing glaring at Zeng Xiaofan as if she wanted to devour him alive.

“What excuse do you have now?”

“You say no, but your hands betray you!”

“You scoundrel!”

Blushing with shame and rage, Fan Bing scrambled to her feet and, acting on instinct, slapped at Zeng Xiaofan’s face.

He reflexively caught her hand—this time their fingers interlocked.

“You—!”

“Let me go!” Fan Bing tried to jerk her delicate hand free, but couldn’t break his grip.

Zeng Xiaofan gave her an awkward smile, releasing her as he stammered, “Um… Bingbing, I swear, I didn’t mean to touch you like that…”

“Do you believe me?”

“Believe you? As if! You little pervert, you’re awful!”

“I never want to see you again!” With that, Fan Bing turned and stormed off, her chest heaving with her furious breaths.

Zeng Xiaofan shook his head in resignation. Things had gone too far—he had lost any chance to explain himself.

“Fine, Bingbing, you don’t have to believe me…”

“But at the very least, you must keep this talisman with you—it could save your life at a crucial moment!”

He tore a strip of cloth from his shirt, pricked his finger, and drew a talisman, handing it to her.

Fan Bing rolled her eyes in contempt. “Enough!”

“Stop trying to fool me with these cheap tricks!”

“Take care of yourself!” With that, she bent down and climbed into her white Mercedes.

Her bodyguard and secretary quickly blocked Zeng Xiaofan, preventing him from following.

He could only sigh, shaking his head in frustration. As Fan Bing wasn’t looking, he crumpled the cloth talisman into a tiny ball and flicked it into her LV bag, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

In moments, Fan Bing drove away with her entourage, vanishing from his sight. The people around him eyed Zeng Xiaofan with a mixture of confusion and amusement.

Clearly, they all assumed he’d angered Fan Bing with his lewd behavior and that their relationship was over.

“Heh heh heh… Kid, you’re pretty good at chasing women, huh?”

“Even if you didn’t win over that gorgeous Fan Bing in the end, you still managed to get your hands all over her, didn’t you?”

“Damn, that little fox—her figure is amazing…”

“Why don’t I ever get that kind of luck? I’d love to get my hands on a body like hers!”

“Come on, tell us—what’s it like to touch her perfect ass?”

“Heh heh heh…”

A man approached, grinning lewdly and licking his lips, his expression utterly obscene.

It was none other than Zhou Xiaohu, a.k.a. Skintflint Zhou, who had returned once again.