Chapter 539: 539: No One is Leaving Today

“Everybody back off!” Nie Chenglang’s voice was cold as he addressed everyone.

At this command, those who were eager to act didn’t dare to make a move. Several men exchanged glances and stepped back a few paces.

“Don’t mess around, let our third brother go!” one of the men growled menacingly.

So, it was the third brother? Nie Chenglang sneered.

The blade was pressed against this third brother’s neck, its sharp gleam bursting out, dazzling and blinding.

Nie Chenglang gripped the dagger’s handle tightly, not daring to relax. His sharp gaze swept over the group of men as he dragged the man in his hand toward the office area.

“What’s going on?!”

Unexpectedly, there was another person in the office who ran out quickly, only to find Nie Chenglang seizing their third brother.

His fierce eyes sunk for a moment before he went back into the office.

“Don’t be stupid, let me go,” a woman’s voice said, “Wasn’t it said that we could talk this through?”

“Talk this through? Your people have a knife to my brother’s neck, and I’m supposed to talk nicely?” The man was fierce as a devil as he said this, dragging Yu Weiwei out of the office.

Nie Chenglang had heard Xu Chaomu mention Yu Weiwei numerous times but was seeing her for the first time.

This girl was not what he had expected, tall and slender with stubborn, large eyes, and slightly curled, long hair draped over her shoulders.

Even faced with several men, her expression showed no panic; instead, she seemed even more composed.

Previously, Nie Chenglang often listened to Xu Chaomu talk about Yu Weiwei; he had assumed she was like the girl next door, playful, laughable, and mischievous.

But, that wasn’t the case upon meeting her today.

Yu Weiwei was somewhat surprised to see Nie Chenglang; she didn’t recognize the man before her.

She looked at Nie Chenglang, her large twinkling eyes as if they could speak.

“I’m her boyfriend. If you have something to say, say it to me and let her go,” Nie Chenglang spoke firmly, giving Yu Weiwei a knowing look.

Yu Weiwei caught his signal and remained silent.

She was not quite sure who this man was, probably a friend of Xu Chaomu?

“Boyfriend?” The man holding Yu Weiwei took a puff of his cigarette, his demeanor becoming much more relaxed, “Are you going to take care of this woman’s debt?”

“First, tell me how much she owes you and how she came to owe it,” Nie Chenglang said indifferently.

He still had not grasped the full story and needed to understand first.

“Sixty-five million, how are you going to repay it?” the man scoffed.

“How could she owe you so much money?” Nie Chenglang frowned, raising his voice as he demanded again!

“They tampered with the contract!” Yu Weiwei bit her lip and spoke first.

“Doll, tampered with the contract? That’s a serious accusation, one we can’t afford. Look at the black and white here, and your own signature. Any issues?” the man scoffed harder.

Nie Chenglang’s gaze deepened; he often heard Xu Chaomu mention Yu Weiwei and knew she was a good-natured, self-reliant girl. He believed she wouldn’t owe such an amount.

“Not at all!” Yu Weiwei denied firmly, “I signed a loan agreement with Jing’s Bank for five million and promised to pay it off within five years. I don’t know how and when this contract got into the hands of usurers, turning it into sixty-five million!”

“Still not admitting it? Didn’t we just settle the account? The principal of five million plus one year of interest totals sixty-five million. Any mistakes there? Want to calculate it again?”

“Interest doesn’t work like that!” Yu Weiwei contended strongly!

Nie Chenglang’s brow was tightly knit; he was beginning to understand.

It appeared that Yu Weiwei’s loan contract with a private bank somehow ended up in the hands of loan sharks, turning a five million principal into sixty-five million!

“Not like that?”

The man’s face instantly darkened, a vicious look in his eyes as one hand clutched Yu Weiwei’s throat!

“I’ll call the person in charge at Jing’s Bank!” Yu Weiwei struggled, her cheeks flushed red.

“Make a phone call? This contract is in our hands now, and Jing’s has already written you off!” the man harshly warned her!

“Who sold the contract to you?” Yu Weiwei stared at them coldly.

“Here’s the contract, black on white. Say a few nice words to us, or kneel down and beg, and maybe we’ll give you a few days’ extension. Doll, don’t be so stubborn.”

“Spit on that, don’t even think about it! I’m definitely going to find out what’s going on here!” Yu Weiwei was defiant.

“Bro, why bother talking nonsense with her, isn’t her boyfriend right here? I’ve actually got a good idea…”

A small man with thieving eyes winked at this “bro”, his face leering.

“Hmm?” The bro gave a cold snort, lifting his eyes in an amused manner.

“This babe isn’t half bad-looking, right? What if we take her right in front of her boyfriend? Wouldn’t that be thrilling?” The man burst into loud laughter.

Yu Weiwei’s face instantly changed as anger blazed in her eyes, as if flames were burning, turning her eyes bright red.

Even though Nie Chenglang had no real connection with Yu Weiwei, he too was enraged upon hearing such words.

The hand gripping the dagger “accidentally” cut the man’s neck.

Blood immediately began to stream down the rough neck, and although the cut was small, it quickly stained his collar red!

“All of you back off, if you dare touch a hair on Weiwei, I’ll let him die right in front of you!” Nie Chenglang’s voice was icy.

Any man couldn’t bear to tolerate such scum!

The third brother felt a chill on his neck and immediately smelled the blood, his legs starting to tremble.

Although they held Yu Weiwei captive, his life was now in Nie Chenglang’s hands!

As Nie Chenglang said this, the previously talkative small man shut his mouth.

At that moment, the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear the chatter from the people downstairs.

Only the man who was holding Yu Weiwei sneered contemptuously, laughing unrestrainedly.

“Threatening me? You’ve got guts. If you dare touch my brother, I’m telling you, I’ll let this woman accompany him in death!”

“Let Weiwei go, if you have anything to say, say it to me!” Nie Chenglang’s tone was harsh, his forehead furrowed.

The air now carried a stronger scent of blood, growing more odious by the moment.

Nie Chenglang’s penetrating eyes fixed on the man, not relaxing his vigilance for an instant.

The man still had his hand clutched around Yu Weiwei’s throat, making her breathing difficult as she gritted her teeth.

“Don’t worry about me, get out of here,” Yu Weiwei said to Nie Chenglang.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

She still didn’t know the name of the man who came to her rescue, and she was not about to let a stranger risk himself for her.

“Oh, such a picture of marital affection,” the man said sarcastically, casting glances at Yu Weiwei and Nie Chenglang, “It’s a pity I have to tell you, today nobody gets to leave!”