Ming Jiayi casually waved her phone and said matter-of-factly, "What? Trying to snatch it? Too late, I've already sent it."

"Ah! Ming Jiayi!" Xiang Wanqiu stood up, leaning on the sink, then turned and lunged at Ming Jiayi, as if she had gone mad, extremely angry.

Ming Jiayi opened the camera and calmly started recording a video. "Don't be angry, you don't look very photogenic."

Xiang Wanqiu tidied her appearance, and in an instant, she hid all her anger beneath a smile.

"Ming Jiayi, is this the kind of elementary school trick you know? Go ahead and send it. Anyway, Yu Xin and I are just using each other. I know that perfectly well."

After saying that, Xiang Wanqiu quickly took off her high heels, picked them up, and was about to hit Ming Jiayi on the head.

Ming Jiayi quickly dodged again, turned her phone upside down and placed it on the shelf directly opposite the sink, then said to herself, "What if we make this public?"

After saying that, Ming Jiayi twisted open the bottle of beverage, ran behind Xiang Wanqiu in a flash, and poured the diluted beverage over Xiang Wanqiu's head.

"Be more careful in the future. If you're going to drug me, use a more sophisticated method. Don't just hand me a twisted drink. I'm not that stupid."

"Ahhh!" Xiang Wanqiu angrily turned around and shoved Ming Jiayi. "Ming Jiayi, don't go too far!"

Ming Jiayi didn't notice Xiang Wanqiu's hand for a moment and was pushed by her, bumping into the sink. Her waist was jolted hard by the impact, causing her to lose her balance.

Xiang Wanqiu took the opportunity to step forward and grabbed Ming Jiayi's hair tightly with her right hand, while her left hand was about to hit Ming Jiayi's face.

Ming Jiayi loosened her grip on her waist, and despite the pain, she firmly grasped Xiang Wanqiu's hands, spun her around, and steadily and securely placed Xiang Wanqiu's hands behind her back.

"Do you think you're my match?" Ming Jiayi asked fiercely.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Xiang Wanqiu stomped her feet in exasperation, her hands completely immobilized.

Ming Jiayi increased the pressure, gripping Xiang Wanqiu's wrist tightly.

"Let you go? Then why won't you let me go? Drugging me, shaving my face, taking indecent photos—everything you've tried to do to me is really cruel, isn't it?"

Looking at Xiang Wanqiu's pale face in the mirror, Ming Jiayi continued, "You want to ruin me? You wait, today is just the prelude. Once I've gathered all the evidence, you'll hear the end."

Ming Jiayi let go of Xiang Wanqiu's hand, picked up her phone, and walked briskly out of the restroom.

She clutched her waist tightly, her entire lower back began to ache intensely, making it difficult for her to walk.

…

"Driver, go to the nearest hospital."

Ming Jiayi got into the taxi and slumped into the back seat. Her face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

"Miss, what's wrong?" the driver asked kindly.

"I was hit, and I think I have a fracture," Ming Jiayi replied painfully.

"Okay, hold on tight." The driver stepped on the gas and sped off towards the hospital.

…

Xiang Wanqiu touched up her makeup in front of the mirror. Even though her clothes and hair were completely wet, her face absolutely could not be damaged.

"Ming Jiayi, thank you. I'm going out now, and I want to see if they help you or me," Xiang Wanqiu said through gritted teeth.