"What did you say? You're asking for it!"

The sarcastic words were particularly harsh, and Yue Lingxian immediately became angry and slapped her again.

This time, however, Wen Shu grabbed Yue Lingxian's wrist and slapped her across the face.

"Smack!"

The people around were stunned. How dare she hit Master Ma's woman?

Yue Lingxian covered her face, "You dare hit me?!"

Wen Shu stood up. "Although it's normal for the service industry to suffer some grievances, the Qing Dynasty is long gone. Even if you're a member of the Bordered Yellow Banner, I can't tolerate you not fighting back when hit or cursing."

"If you're so capable, why don't you throw out two million and smash my head until it bleeds, instead of throwing out two thousand and acting like you're worth twenty million? You have no shame?"

A snicker rippled through the crowd, but it was quickly silenced.

Ma Biao, standing beside her, raised his eyes. He had a kind and honest face, but a pair of ruthless and sinister eyes. He stared at Wen Shu and said, "You have quite the nerve. You dare to hit my woman?"

Ma Biao released his grip. "You've touched my woman. You'd better watch your step when you go out in the future."

Wen Shu had experienced Scarface's despicable methods firsthand and harbored deep resentment towards him.

Yue Lingxian gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Wen Shu. Then she leaned close to Ma Biao's ear and whispered something, finally saying in a coquettish tone, "I want her to kneel down and beg for mercy like a dog, otherwise I won't be able to quell my hatred!"

Ma Biao put a cigarette in his mouth. "You heard that too? She wants you to pick a man right here and do it, and that'll be the end of it."

"What if I refuse?"

Ma Biao grinned and chuckled, "If you're not picky, then the people on site will have to deal with you."

Wen Shu's face turned even paler. "What? Is Master Ma planning to make things difficult for a woman just to avenge the beauty?"

Ma Biao laughed and said, "What's wrong with getting angry for a beautiful woman?"

Yue Lingxian took out the equipment she had prepared in advance and smiled, "Don't worry, it won't be leaked."

The men at the scene were eager to try.

Wen Shu half-squatted on the ground, holding a wine bottle and pouring wine for each person. "What if I choose Master Ma?"

"You wretch, how dare you?!" Yue Lingxian's face changed. "I'll tear you apart!"

Ma Biao stared at her, then suddenly chuckled, "It's not impossible."

Wen Shu raised her eyes and looked at Ma Biao. "I heard that Master Ma's family owns a horse farm?"

Ma Biao was taken aback. "Who told you that?"

No one mentioned the word "horse farm" at all from beginning to end.

Wen Shu smiled, a smile that was charming and alluring. "Not only do I know that Master Ma's family owns a horse farm, but I also know that the horses on that farm have been drugged."

Ma Biao's eyebrows twitched. It was an old story from several years ago, and very few people knew about it because they were worried about the negative impact on the outside world.

"Where did you hear this rumor?"

Wen Shu lowered her eyes and said demurely, "I've heard Li Duo mention it."

Ma Biao was taken aback. "You know President Li?"

Wen Shu said, "He mentioned it once by chance. He has a bad mouth, and when he talks about Master Ma, he doesn't show the same respect as I do."

Ma Biao stared at her. "Who are you?"

Wen Shu said, "Li Duo's woman."

“How could Li Duo’s woman be here?” Ma Biao stared at her and pressed for an answer.

“I’m at odds with his niece. This lady should know that, otherwise she wouldn’t have stood up for Miss Zhong.”

Ma Biao turned to look at Yue Lingxian, "Is that so?"

Yue Lingxian immediately denied it, "She's talking nonsense! Wanwan said this woman is a mistress who seduced her fiancé, so what's wrong with me standing up for her? She didn't say she had any relationship with President Li!"

Ma Biao's face darkened, and he grabbed Wen Shu's hair. "You dare to lie to me?"

Wen Shu was startled, but she tried to remain calm: "Isn't there a scarred man at the horse farm? He's sent people to harass my house many times. Li Duo stood up for me and caught him red-handed. If you don't believe me, ask him now!"

Ma Biao took out his phone and dialed Scarface's number on the spot. Scarface, worried about being discovered accepting money privately, immediately denied it: "Heaven and earth bear witness, Mr. Ma, I really didn't know anything about it. It's probably my men doing something wrong. I will definitely keep a closer eye on them from now on!"

After hanging up the phone, Ma Biao threw Wen Shu to the ground. "What else do you want to say?"

Wen Shu hurriedly took out her phone, "I can still call him..."

Ma Biao licked his lips, grinned maliciously, and nodded: "Fine, I'll give you one last chance to prove yourself. Fight!"

Wen Shu took out her phone. There were several calls from unknown numbers. She knew the police were looking for her, but she couldn't care less right now. In this kind of situation, Li Duo was clearly more reliable.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.

Ma Biao chuckled, "Heh..."

Wen Shu held the shattered phone, pleading with him to answer the call quickly.

Just when she was about to despair, the phone rang. "Hello?"

"Li Duo, come save me! I'm at the Golden Summit..."

Before I could finish speaking, my phone beeped twice, the battery was dead, and it shut down automatically.

Wen Shu, holding her phone, suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Ma Biao sat down on the sofa, picked up a glass of wine, threw in a pill, and said considerately, "So many people are waiting here. Drink this, or you'll regret it later. Here!"

He walked over with the cup in his hand and grabbed her hair.

Yue Lingxian took two steps over, grabbed her chin, and poured the wine down her throat.

"Let me see just how seductive this mistress is to hook up with a man!"

Wen Shu tried desperately to vomit, but to no avail. "Ugh...cough cough..."

Ma Biao pointed at one of the shorter men and laughed, "Didn't you always say you'd never tasted a woman's flavor? Come on, let's start with you, and you'll get a taste!"

The short man immediately rushed over, "Master Ma, then I won't stand on ceremony..."

With a crash, the empty wine bottle shattered on the coffee table. She grabbed the largest piece and held it to her throat. "Mr. Ma, since you don't give President Li any face, I have nothing to say about falling into your hands."

"But if I die here tonight after that phone call I just made, none of the people here will escape."

"Go ahead and do it if you dare. I will never let you humiliate me like this..."

Ma Biao's smile widened. "Interesting. If you commit suicide, it's none of our business. There are over a dozen pairs of eyes watching, and over a dozen mouths saying the same thing: it's your death, what does it have to do with us?"

Wen Shu stabbed the glass in her hand into her neck.

“Before I came here, my son was stolen. During the police investigation, I was forced to come here to rescue my son. I just had several missed calls on my phone, which means the police have been looking for me…”

"Master Ma, if you can control everything, you'd better make sure the sun never rises in Beicheng. Otherwise, today is the beginning of your time in jail!"

The short man was startled by her words and looked up at Ma Biao, "Master Ma..."

Yue Lingxian hurriedly looked at Ma Biao, "Are we going to let her get away with this?"

"Hahaha……"

Ma Biao stared at Wen Shu, then suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was extremely grotesque. He looked at Wen Shu and moved closer.

"Mistress, I actually quite like you."

"But... my beauty, the medicine is about to take effect!"

"Once the effects kick in, it'll be time for you to kneel on the ground and beg us. We've even prepared a video for you. It was consensual, the evidence is right here, who would go to jail?"