My Sexy Female CEO

Upon seeing this scene, the woman in black stockings quickly took out the shield she just received and said aggrievedly, "Brother Lin, you promised me just now that you wouldn't hit me. You can't go back on your word!"

Lin Yifan was struck by this statement and hesitated for a moment because he indeed promised the woman in black stockings not to hit her earlier. If he did, he'd be breaking his word.

However, his promise not to hit didn't mean others couldn't. So, he used others to carry out the act and ordered Mr. Shen to hit the woman in black stockings: "Give her a slap to teach her that one can't be too narrow-minded."

"Brother Lin! I've already acknowledged my mistake, please spare me from a slap!"

The woman in black stockings hadn't expected Lin Yifan would be so cunning, proving there's always someone stronger.

"No way! You must be taught a lesson one way or another."

Lin Yifan had set his mind firmly, unable to swallow the discomfort.

Mr. Shen saw the situation and immediately gave a slap to the woman in black stockings on behalf of Lin Yifan.

"Slap!"

A loud sound followed, leaving the woman in black stockings' face in severe pain, almost to tears.

Today was her worst day of suffering. She could have been high above, cherished like the moon surrounded by stars, but having met this fat pig, everything fell apart.

In fact, wasn't Mr. Shen the same? He's a business figure, almost untouchable by anyone in the corporate world except for the Capital Noble Families.

It was their unforgivable mistakes that led them to offend someone they couldn't afford to.

Unable to bear seeing a woman's tears, Lin Yifan immediately ordered the woman in black stockings to leave.

The woman in black stockings didn't want to stay a moment longer in this place where her dignity was lost, so after receiving Lin Yifan's permission to leave, she left without looking back, her eyes filled with tears.

After punishing that sexy black stockings-clad actress, the next in line for punishment was Mr. Shen and Boss Du.

Lin Yifan instructed Mr. Shen to decide which hand he wanted to break.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Shen almost fainted and begged desperately, "Brother Lin, I've already received such a severe punishment, please spare me."

"What's there to fear, just breaking your bones, it's not like cutting off your hand."

"That still hurts a lot!"

Mr. Shen truly didn't want to suffer from such pain, so he dodged whenever he could.

"It's nothing compared to the help Boss you found being glad about such punishment, couldn't wait to open his mouth in delight."

Lin Yifan was firm in attitude because he had warned Mr. Shen, and since the latter ignored it, he had to teach him a profound lesson.

"He's a martial artist, while I'm just an ordinary person, you can't compare us." Mr. Shen retorted with grievance written all over his face.

His tender skin couldn't bear the pain of broken bones.

"Stop talking nonsense, choose between breaking your hand or losing your life!"

Lin Yifan didn't have time to argue with Mr. Shen, delivering the final order directly.

Mr. Shen was in utter despair, as Lin Yifan was determined to punish him!

Now, two paths lay before him: breaking a hand or losing his life.

Life was undoubtedly more important than a hand, this was beyond doubt. So he clenched his teeth and replied to Lin Yifan: "Break the left hand!"

Broken bones could be reconnected at hospital, or with substantial funding, acquire Spirit Pills and medicinal treatments from the noble families, so the punishment wasn't fatal.

He only had to endure a period of pain, something he found hardest to accept.

"Here's a chance to vent, go break his left hand," Lin Yifan instructed, pointing at Boss Du.

He only wanted to counter evil with evil, for only then was there something remarkable to behold.

Internal chaos among the scoundrels, falling-out, and therefore fewer villains, was his desired outcome, considering it a good deed for society.

Boss Du didn't hesitate at all, immediately striking to break Mr. Shen's left hand.

Since Mr. Shen's status wasn't higher than his, even if he broke Mr. Shen's hand, nothing could be done against him; besides, he was truly angry.

Understanding his next punishment would be more severe than Mr. Shen's, and it was entirely caused by Mr. Shen, how could he not hate him.

With a swing, Mr. Shen's left hand broke, and instantly, room 1511 echoed with a slaughterhouse sound, drawing all the attention of the occupants on that floor.

Actually, someone had already realized something major had happened in room 1511, but they didn't dare approach for fear of unwarranted involvement.

"Who's being beaten up? Why is it so miserable?"

"I heard it's Mr. Shen, a titan in the business world, wealthy beyond measure."

"No way, whom did he offend? Why would the other dare to assault him?"

"I don't know! However, I saw Capital City's Zhao Family's Boss Du went in earlier too, but it seems he didn't fare well either."

"What's the background of the occupant in room 1511?"

"I don't know, maybe he's a distinguished noble from Capital City, or someone even above that."

"More distinguished than a noble? Who could it be?"

The 15th-floor occupants couldn't imagine, it was truly frightening.

The hotel manager quickly came over upon hearing the commotion, but upon seeing Zhao Family's Boss Du also inside, he dared not meddle in this matter.

If even Boss Du had to be courteous to the guest in room 1511, he wouldn't dare make any fuss at all.

"Throw him out! Such noise!"

Lin Yifan showed impatience; if one couldn't tolerate such pain, how could one accomplish great things?

Boss Du's lackeys didn't dare disobey, promptly dragging the shrieking Mr. Shen out.

Once peace returned, Lin Yifan glanced at Boss Du, who was visibly tense, and asked, "It's your turn next, do you want me to do it, or your lackeys?"

Boss Du decisively answered, "Lackeys! Lackeys!"

Lin Yifan doing it would surely leave no mercy, whereas his lackeys might hold some restraint, so why would he let Lin Yifan do it?

"Then you all go break your boss's hands and feet."

Lin Yifan casually drying his hair, coldly ordered without the slightest bit of sympathy.

Upon hearing this command, the lackeys stared at each other, unsure whether to act.

Boss Du was their boss, how could lackeys beat their boss? If responsibility was pursued later, wouldn't they be destined for a grim end?

"What are you hesitating for? Didn't you hear Brother Lin speak? Hurry over!"

Boss Du was furious; if Lin Yifan grew impatient from waiting, he might do it himself, and that wasn't something he wanted to see, hence he had to erupt in anger.

Outside the door, the hotel manager broke into a sweat upon hearing Boss Du's words.

It was his first time seeing a boss impatiently calling upon lackeys to punish himself, yet it demonstrated Lin Yifan's extraordinary status.

Few people would make Boss Du willingly accept punishment, who exactly was this young man?

He felt it was time to conduct a thorough investigation.