For Qiao Zhen, money is a sensitive word.

She quickly regained her composure. "Oh, it's Mr. Lu. Thank you for your bravery." She pointed to the half-dead male model. "I'm going to call the police. The conflict started because he sexually assaulted me."

She wanted to shift the blame elsewhere, and she didn't want to show Shen Yan that her relationship with Lu Zheng was unusual.

“It wasn’t me who caused the trouble; he’s the real culprit. Miss Shen, please find the right person.”

As she spoke, she rummaged through her bag for her phone.

Shen Yan grabbed Qiao Zhen's wrist, not wanting to let her go so easily. Listening to the sound of running water, she scolded, "A grown woman like you going to a bar to find male models, don't you know what that means? If you don't want anything to go any further, you can simply refuse him. Instead, you dragged him into a restroom stall, causing people to misunderstand you, and then you blame him for molesting you?"

"I didn't know..." Qiao Zhen had lived for over twenty years, and this was only her second time at a bar. She had no idea that hiring a male model implied a sexual relationship. "And I came here with him..."

She showed the faint marks remaining on her skirt, trying to explain, but Chen Yan didn't give her a chance, forcefully interrupting her, "I won't let you or the male model get away with it!"

Despite her petite stature, Shen Yan possessed astonishing strength. Qiao Zhen was violently pulled by her, stumbling a few steps before her head inevitably bumped into the table displaying decorations.

The sharp corner of the table was pointing directly at her eyes!

Qiao Zhen closed her eyes in fear and raised one hand to protect her face.

The expected severe impact pain did not occur.

Time seemed to stand still, causing her body to freeze at an odd, tilted angle.

Before she could react, an irresistible force pulled her and slammed her into a warm and firm chest.

The familiar scent hit her nose, and she immediately broke free as if she had been electrocuted.

But the hand on her shoulder seemed rooted to the spot, and she couldn't break free; she was still enveloped by the man's powerful aura.

A wave of guilt and shame washed over her, and she dared not look up at Chen Yan again. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw her arm gripped by well-defined fingers, the back of her fair hand without a single scratch or bloodstain.

She said she didn't know the rules of the male modeling industry and that she was sexually assaulted by a male model.

The man's deep and magnetic voice carried an authoritative authority that sealed his fate.

Shen Yan opened her mouth, her expression changing in the blink of an eye. After sighing, she apologized to Qiao Zhen with a wry smile, "It happened so suddenly. I was so flustered that I scared Zhenzhen. You won't mind, right?"

Qiao Zhen just wanted to get rid of Lu Zheng and Shen Yan as soon as possible, so she nodded and replied, "I won't."

Shen Yan's gaze shifted to Lu Zheng's hand gripping Qiao Zhen's. Seemingly oblivious to the problem with their posture, she grabbed Lu Zheng's wrist with a look of concern and forcefully pulled it off Qiao Zhen's arm. "Is your hand injured? Let me see. Didn't we bring bodyguards? We could have just asked them to handle it."

Qiao Zhen was finally free. She quickly stepped aside and frantically searched for her phone in her bag with trembling fingers.

However, the thought of herself and Lu Zheng being so intimate in front of Shen Yan, his official fiancée, filled her with shame that almost suffocated her, and she couldn't lift the heavy phone.

“Ms. Qiao is a company employee, and as the boss, I have an obligation to protect the personal safety of my employees.” Lu Zheng looked at Qiao Zhen and said seriously, “Ms. Qiao is very outstanding, and it is a loss for the company if she is hurt.”

His words were loaded with meaning.

Qiao Zhen could hear it, and her cheeks burned intensely.

How could that scoundrel flirt with his fiancée in front of her!

She couldn't stay there any longer. "I can't find my phone. I'm going to find someone at the bar to call the police."

"Wait a minute." Shen Yan called out to Qiao Zhen, speaking in a lecturing tone, "Do you think the bar will help you if it tacitly allows male models to do business here? Besides, once the police arrive, this matter will definitely blow up. The media will be quick to spread rumors that Lu Zheng got into a fight in the bar, which will damage his reputation. However, Miss Qiao comes from an ordinary background and doesn't know the implications, so it's not your fault."

Faced with Shen Yan's sarcastic remarks, Qiao Zhen had no energy to fight back.

Shen Yan then put on an understanding expression and said, "Leave this to us. I'll have someone take you home."

Qiao Zhen wanted to say that she could walk by herself, but a tall shadow fell from behind her. "No need, I'll see you off."

An attitude that brooks no refusal.

To Qiao Zhen, Lu Zheng seemed to have truly gone mad!

Is this now confirming their unusual relationship with Shen Yan?

"No need!" she refused immediately, her legs trembling slightly, but she walked out resolutely. "Thank you, Mr. Lu, Ms. Shen."

She fled the bar without looking back, standing on the street, gazing blankly at the bustling, dazzling street.

The May evening breeze carried a hint of warmth, but Qiao Zhen hugged her arms tightly, yet she still couldn't ward off the chill that crept into her heart.

What was Lu Zheng thinking? Why did he do something so shameless?

How can she stop Lu Zheng and sever this shameful relationship?

"Miss, need a ride?" A black sedan stopped in front of Qiao Zhen, and the driver grinned at her, "I'll give you a discount!"

"Beep beep beep—"

The piercing sound of the car horn was like a thunderclap, startling the driver so much that he stuck his head out the window to look back, about to curse.

"bump!"

A loud bang.

The car behind it crashed into the back of the small car without any hesitation, causing the small car to wobble and slide forward a little.

The driver of the car stared wide-eyed in terror. The Maybach behind him was like a ferocious beast lurking in the night, ready to run him over at any moment!

Knowing full well that the other party was someone he absolutely couldn't afford to offend, he quickly drove away.

The Maybach came to a smooth stop in front of Qiao Zhen.

After beating up the male model, Qiao Zhen looked at Lu Zheng's expression for the first time.

To her surprise, Lu Zheng remained remarkably calm, leaning back leisurely in his seat and beckoning her with his finger, "Get in the car. It's so late, it's dangerous outside."

As if to confirm his words, a sharp laugh erupted from a street corner not far away.

Several strangely dressed young men and women, seemingly on drugs, were laughing, screaming, and singing, dragging passersby away.

Qiao Zhen bit her lip but still got into the car, wanting to know how they dealt with the male model.

I had just fastened my seatbelt when the car sped off.

“President Lu…” Qiao Zhen hesitated.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zheng spoke first in a commanding tone, "You are not allowed to associate with those kinds of people in the future. They are good at seducing women and then taking nude photos of them to extort money. Once you get involved, you will be doomed."

Qiao Zhen nodded obediently, thinking to herself that she would never set foot in a bar or similar place again.

Not a single one was a good thing...

The car suddenly stopped, and the bright red light shone through the windshield, illuminating them.

Lu Zheng suddenly leaned closer to Qiao Zhen and gently breathed into her ear, "So, you should be grateful that it was me you met the first time."