Xu Zhen, standing before me, glared at me fiercely and angrily with a pair of cloudy, yellowish eyes.

"Damn it, I can't quell my lust until I get my hands on this little brat tonight!" He grabbed my collar, stood up, and said to the others.

"Master Zhen, there are private rooms over there, please make your own way," someone echoed him.

“That kid has to sign, whether he likes it or not. Don’t spoil him!” Xu Zhenchong said to President Shi again.

As he spoke, my hand stealthily reached for the wine bottle on the round table behind me and grasped its neck.

"They really think they're something special—"

Before Xu Zhen could finish his sarcastic remark, I smashed the bottle in my hand hard against his head!

The white porcelain bottle struck the skull with a dull thud.

Xu Zhen was stunned; he stared at me blankly.

Gradually, streaks of bright red blood seeped from his short stubble, spreading down his forehead and temples.

He subconsciously touched his forehead and looked down at his palm.

"Damn it!" He belatedly cursed as he looked at the blood on his hands.

"ah!"

The others then realized what was happening, and the leading lady screamed in a coquettish voice.

"Quick, call an ambulance!" someone shouted anxiously.

“...You dare hit me? Call the police! Ouch...Fuck you…” Xu Zhen roared, clutching his head and slumping into a chair.

When he said he was going to call the police, I belatedly realized I was scared.

Without the protection of the Sheng family, if I injure someone, will I face criminal charges? If Xu Zhen uses underhanded methods to tamper with the injury assessment, will I go to jail?

I was filled with panic.

At that moment, someone grabbed me and pulled me toward the door.

It's Makino.

"They still want to run!"

"You've injured someone, where can you run to? The police are on their way!"

Hearing their words, I panicked even more. I stopped and turned to look at Xu Zhen, wanting to plead for him.

"Director Xu, I'm so sorry—"

"Sister Qiao! Don't be afraid of them, I have a recording, you acted in self-defense!" Mu Ye pulled me away again.

Hearing his words, I was secretly delighted and took long strides to run.

"Catch them!"

The command from General Manager Shi came from behind.

Just as Mu Ye opened the door to the private room, we were all stunned to see two burly bodyguards standing guard at the door.

"Run! Keep running!" President Shi shouted sarcastically, then ordered his bodyguards, "Search him!"

Two bodyguards pinned Makino against the wall and quickly searched him, finding a voice recorder on his person and confiscating his cell phone.

I watched helplessly as they destroyed the evidence that I had acted in self-defense.

"Muye, she's going to jail. What about you? You'd better come to Wheatfield. Young man, use your brain." Boss Shi walked to Muye's side, patted his fair cheek, and teased him.

His gaze was blatantly filled with lust and lewdness.

I suddenly remembered that there were rumors that Shi Xing was gay, and that his company had many straight male artists, but any good-looking one was forced to become his male concubine.

If Makino falls into his hands, his future fate is predictable.

Makino struggled fiercely, but his shoulders were held firmly down by the bodyguards, his eyes filled with anger and defiance...

Looking at him like this, I thought of us in our past life.

Could it be that he and I are destined to suffer the same tragic fate as in our past lives?

A sense of sorrow overwhelmed me.

I clenched my fists tightly, rushed forward, and frantically punched and kicked the bodyguards, yelling, "Let him go! Let him go!"

Even knowing it's a futile act of resistance, they still want to resist, resisting for the sake of resistance itself.

It is a rebellion against fate.

"You fake heiress, you can't even protect yourself, what are you shouting about!" Shi Xing yanked me away, glaring at me, "Get out!"

He shoved me hard, and I lost my balance. My legs kept staggering backward, and I was about to fall over.

My body fell backward.

Just when I thought I was going to fall, my back hit a "wall".

The next instant, my waist was grabbed, and a familiar masculine scent enveloped me.

I turned my head in disbelief, tilting my chin back.

Through my blurry vision, I saw a man with a gloomy, handsome face, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, as if he were staring at my face.

His gaze grew increasingly fierce.

My face must be swollen like a pig's face right now.

It's swollen and painful.

"Fu Yanshen, they—"

My first instinct was to whine and complain to him, but then I realized that I was no longer some proud young lady.

He's no longer my bodyguard.

"Mr. Fu!" Shi Xing's surprised voice rang out.

Fu Yanshen stepped forward, his tall and imposing figure blocking my way. "Who hit her?"

The man's questioning tone was chillingly cold.

He exuded a low-pressure aura, and everyone in the private room was staring at him.

"President Fu, she started it! Look at my head, she smashed it with a bottle!" Xu Zhen's angry voice broke the silence in the private room.

He walked towards Fu Yanshen, a small white towel covering his head, stained with blood.

The contrast between the snow-white and the blood-red creates a strong visual impact.

"Damn it, you ungrateful wretch!" Xu Zhen glared at me and cursed angrily.

"He threatened Sister Qiao, making her sit on his lap, taking advantage of her, and even forced her to drink a pound of baijiu. He also tried to rape her in the private room, which is why Sister Qiao blew his head off!"

Mu Ye rushed forward two steps, faced Fu Yanshen, and told him everything in detail.

Listening to his words, I felt extremely embarrassed in front of Fu Yanshen.

I don't want acquaintances to see me in such a sorry state, especially Fu Yanshen.

"It seems... she didn't hit her hard enough."

Fu Yanshen's voice brought me back to my senses, and I saw that he had somehow acquired a white porcelain wine bottle in his hand.

As he spoke, he gently tapped the wine bottle against his palm, as if leisurely playing with it.

Xu Zhen was clearly taken aback, staring blankly at him.

Fu Yanshen grabbed the wine bottle and smashed it over his head with a swift and clean motion.

With a loud "bang!", shards of the bottle flew everywhere.

"ah!"

I was so frightened that I shrank my neck and turned my head away, unable to look any further.

The leading actress's screams echoed throughout the private room.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

With a loud thud, it seemed that director Xu Zhen had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, Fu Yanshen pulled out a royal blue suit pocket square and slowly wiped the wine stains off his hands.

As he wiped, he said casually, "Tell him that if there's still a chance... or his family, whether they settle it privately or call the police is up to them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the pocket square heavily on the ground, glanced at Shi Xing, and strode towards the door of the private room.

Shi Xing remained silent, trembling like a leaf, without uttering a single word.

Director Xu Zhen lay motionless on the ground, surrounded by a pool of blood, and faint gasps escaped his lips.

I was pulled out of the private room by Muye.

Fu Yanshen walked ahead of us, and I was completely bewildered by his cold back.

I don't understand why he still punishes the people who bullied me.