Tang Li gripped Lin Yiyun's hand tightly, her face flushed, and questioned her:

What did you put in the tea?

The force was weak, and Lin Yiyun easily shook it off.

She stood up, drew the curtains beside the dining table, and when she turned back, her eyes were full of malice.

"You probably didn't expect that the tea I poured for you at the beginning was fine, but this pot I prepared for you later was the one I carefully prepared. Tang Li, a woman who can climb into my older brother's bed is no good for a good-for-nothing, so I went easy on you."

What Tang Li couldn't understand was:

"Mrs. Huo is already yours, what more do you want?"

Lin Yiyun didn't answer, but simply picked up her phone and said:

"Come in in five minutes."

Tang Li, being a writer, knew all too well what Lin Yiyun wanted to do.

She reached out to Lin Yiyun, trying her best to grab her.

Lin Yiyun didn't approach any further, but instead left with a remark:

"Please enjoy this sumptuous meal, sister."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Tang Li stared dizzily as the door closed. She used all her strength to barely stand up, but after taking two steps, her legs gave way and she collapsed.

Realizing she couldn't leave the room, Tang Li could only climb onto the chair to get her bag, and it took her a lot of effort to take her phone out of it.

After unlocking the phone with trembling hands, she immediately dialed Huo Chenyu's number when she opened her contacts.

She hung up after only one ring.

While she could still hold on, she immediately called Tang Sui.

Tang Sui was extremely anxious. Although she saw Tang Li's WeChat message, she still felt something was amiss, so she checked the airport surveillance footage under the pretext of losing her ring.

They happened to find the owner of the Maserati. Although the car was not registered in Lin Yiyun's name, Tang Sui was a long-time fan of Lin Yiyun and recognized her immediately when she was wearing sunglasses and fully armed.

At that moment, I received another call from Tang Li.

Tang Sui shouted on the other end of the phone:

"Hold on, I'll be right there."

Even as his consciousness began to blur, Tang Li didn't forget to say one more thing:

"Keep everything a secret, don't tell anyone."

Tang Sui shouted:

"Lili, wait for me, don't hang up the phone, please don't hang up."

Tang Li put his phone in his pocket, knowing that even if Tang Sui arrived, it would take some time. First, he needed to get out of this predicament and leave the room.

Tang Li felt as if there was a furnace inside her body, and she was extremely thirsty.

With sheer willpower, Tang Li stood up once more, smashed the bowl on the table, and grabbed a piece of the broken bowl in his hand.

Using the pain as an excuse, Tang Li stumbled toward the door.

The bloodied hand had just touched the doorway when it opened, and four or five burly men entered.

Tang Li reacted quickly, raising his blood-soaked right hand and pointing the sharp shard at his own neck:

"Don't come any closer, let me go."

The burly men were stunned, probably because they hadn't expected Tang Li to be so fierce.

Tang Li gripped the shards tightly, drops of blood sliding from her palms. The pain gave her temporary strength, and she staggered a few steps toward the door.

"I'll pretend I've never seen you. Otherwise, all you'd get is my corpse, and I doubt you'd want to take the blame for a murder for a few stinking bucks."

Their task was simply to record some indecent videos; it wouldn't actually harm her body.

Therefore, when faced with Tang Li's self-harm, none of them dared to step forward, and could only let Tang Li disappear from their sight with the last vestige of consciousness.

But what they didn't know was that Tang Li was pulled into another room as soon as he turned the corner.

Tang Li was violently thrown onto the bed by him. Through his blurred vision, he could vaguely see a stitched scar on the man's right cheek.

Ignoring the fact that Tang Li was covered in blood, he pounced on her and tore at her clothes, his movements so violent that he gave her almost no chance to catch her breath.

In her terror, Tang Li pulled out the fragment that was embedded in her flesh. The pain was so intense that she almost suffocated. After a few seconds, she decisively raised her hand and slashed hard at the man's left cheek.

A scream echoed throughout the villa. The scarred man clutched his wound, while Tang Li hurriedly rolled over and scrambled out of the room.

Behind them, the scarred man shouted "You bitch!" and then chased after them.

Tang Li dared not look back, relying only on a strong will to survive, he fled aimlessly like a trapped beast.

There wasn't a single pedestrian on the road. After tripping and falling, Tang Li rolled directly towards the entrance of another villa.

The door opened, and Tang Li looked up. His hand, still clutching the shards of metal, was a bloody mess, and he slowly reached out towards the man...