Inside the abandoned warehouse, a plump woman lay on the empty floor, her face swollen like a pig's head, making it impossible to see her original features. Her mouth was slightly open, drool dripping from it, and her face was full of pain.

The blue dress was covered in dust, looking like a worn-out rag that had been used many times and was riddled with holes.

"You slut—" Liu Peilan glanced at her coldly, her eyes subtle, and uttered those two words with hatred. Zhang Wenxiu just lay on the ground, unwilling to move an inch.

At the same time, she thought bitterly, "Your husband betrayed you, yet you come looking for trouble with me. If you're so capable, go and cause trouble for Sun Fei. What's the point of taking your anger out on me?"

Liu Peilan stood up, the sound of her high heels on the ground was particularly pleasant, and walked back and forth around Zhang Wenxiu.

“I’ve seen plenty of women like you, and none of them end up well. Mistresses who rise to power? You’ve probably read too many romance novels. I, Liu Peilan, am the daughter of the Liu family. Sun Fei will have to treat me with utmost respect and deference for the rest of his life. You wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on me or say a harsh word to me. Even if I can’t have children, Sun Fei would never allow a woman like you to enter his home.”

Although she was disgusted inside, Liu Peilan still maintained an arrogant expression on her face. She would never lower her proud head.

Even if you lose the fight, you must not lose your spirit; no matter what, you must not lose in terms of morale.

This woman is just trying to climb the social ladder, and today she wants to show her that no matter how hard she tries, she will never be able to climb to the top by stepping on Liu Peilan's shoulders.

As for Sun Fei, Liu Peilan hasn't decided yet, but she definitely won't let this man get away with it.

This impassioned speech ignited Zhang Wenxiu's will to survive. Her fingers gripped the ground tightly, her well-maintained, rounded nails snapping cleanly. She couldn't tell whether she was conflicted or angry.

Conversely, at this moment, Zhang Wenxiu's heart was filled with a desire for power, and her ambition burned like wildfire, consuming her entire heart.

Rights, rights, and more rights? Why should she be trampled underfoot by others? Why should she only be a mistress who can't be seen in public? Why can the other party persecute him so blatantly? He was unwilling to accept this cruel reality; he had to succeed, he had to rise to the top.

A sharp, metallic clang rang out, the sound of a sword being drawn swiftly. A blinding white light shone down, so intense that Zhang Wenxiu couldn't help but close her eyes, unable to adjust for a long moment.

My swollen cheeks were burning from overuse, and the sudden cool touch lowered the heat but also made me shiver involuntarily. The floor beneath me was icy cold. It was a perfect contrast of fire and ice.

With difficulty, she turned her eyes and saw Liu Peilan's smiling face. The deep malice in the other woman's eyes pierced Zhang Wenxiu's heart.

"Isn't it you who seduce men with this ugly face? Today I'll ruin your ugly face and see how you seduce men in the future." Liu Peilan grinned, her eyes filled with deep malice, as if she wanted to break through her body and engulf Zhang Wenxiu, killing her in her malice.

There's a saying that goes, "The most poisonous thing is a woman's heart." Once a woman becomes ruthless, men are no match for her. Zhang Wenxiu had always scoffed at this saying, but at this moment, looking at Liu Peilan who had fallen into madness, Zhang Wenxiu's fear had reached its peak.

His feet thrashed about, and with an almost impossible hope, he tried to move his body away from the terrifying dagger, only to be met with his opponent's malicious mockery.

Her exposed skin was scratched and bleeding, but Zhang Wenxiu still moved her body relentlessly.

The bodyguard beside her, understandingly, grabbed Zhang Wenxiu's hands and pushed her in front of Zhang Liupeilan. With a gentle slash of the dagger, a small wound slowly opened, and thick, bright red blood flowed gently from the opening, a sweet, metallic scent gradually spreading through the air.

"Ugh—" Her swollen cheeks were numb, but the blood on the dagger reflected in her eyes served as a stark reminder to Zhang Wenxiu. Her sluggish nerves finally felt a pang of pain; Zhang Wenxiu could even feel the liquid trickling down her cheek, and she let out a muffled groan.

Just as Liu Peilan was about to make another move, a man in a suit and tie stepped forward quickly and said softly, "Madam, a police car is coming this way and will be here in about five minutes."

"Who do they think they are? How dare they stop me?" Liu Peilan opened her mouth, completely fearless.

"But madam, it's better to avoid trouble. There will be plenty of opportunities to deal with this woman."

Upon hearing this, Liu Peilan pursed her lips, her heart conflicted. She wasn't afraid of these junior police officers at all; with just a word from her family, she could easily escape. However, these were turbulent times, and her family had instructed her not to cause trouble, leaving her undecided for the moment.

Did reason prevail? Liu Peilan gritted her teeth, glared at Zhang Wenxiu, and said "Let's go!" The group quickly disappeared.

With a bang, the door was kicked open, or sunlight rushed in, illuminating this gray land.

When the warm sunlight finally shone on her, Zhang Wenxiu couldn't help but tear up. She realized how warm and comforting the sunlight felt.

"Wife, are you alright? What happened? You're not dead, are you? Please don't!" Wuyou rushed over and pounced on Zhang Wenxiu, pressing her elbow hard into her stomach. Zhang Wenxiu couldn't help but roll her eyes, her eyes wide open, her gaze practically wanting to devour Wuyou.

"Honey, please don't let anything happen to you! What will I do if something happens to you? What happened to you? Your face is all swollen like a pig's head. You look terrible. Are you still my wife?"

While crying, Wuyou continued to infuriate Zhang Wenxiu, inflicting more pain on her, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes. The others stood by, watching the situation with a sense of helplessness. This Xiao Li usually seemed quite reliable, so how did he turn into a fool when his wife was around?

But this is Xiao Li's wife. She's always been elusive, and I heard she's a great beauty, but she doesn't look that good now! Her figure is so... bloated.

"Xiao Li, you'd better untie your wife quickly!" Zhou Zheng couldn't help but speak after surveying the area. It seemed the other party had already escaped and would probably be hard to find, likely becoming an unsolved case. Fortunately, Xiao Li's wife wasn't seriously injured.

Upon hearing Zhou Zheng's words, Wuyou seemed to remember something and ripped the bandage off Zhang Wenxiu's mouth tightly. The force was so strong that Zhang Wenxiu's mouth felt numb all around in pain.

"Save...me..." Zhang Wenxiu could only utter these two words before her head tilted to the side and she collapsed to the ground. At the same time, a sense of relief rose in her heart; it was so good that she had fainted.