Fu Feng grinned wickedly, "You can think of how to deal with me when we get to bed."

Mingyao glared at Fu Feng with resentment, her fierce eyes wishing she could tear him to pieces and devour him.

The angrier Mingyao became, the happier Fu Feng was.

Two bodyguards dragged Mingyao to a room at the end of the corridor. Mingyao narrowed her eyes and said, "Mr. Fu really went to great lengths! He specially hung up such an auspicious door number."

The bodyguard pushed Mingyao into the room, and she stumbled a couple of steps before falling to the ground.

Before Mingyao could recover, Fu Feng walked in.

He looked down at Mingyao with a sinister glint in his eyes: "Miss Su, because of you, Caixing Media has been in a state of decline ever since."

"I went to great lengths to bring Miss Su here. Wouldn't it be a waste of our precious spring night if I didn't choose some auspicious numbers?"

Mingyao moved back in terror, crying out, "Don't come near me!"

The more afraid Mingyao was, the more it stimulated Fu Feng's bestial nature.

"Miss Su, just accept your fate!"

"The rooms are locked from the inside."

Fu Feng pounced on Ming Yao like a hungry wolf.

As soon as Mingyao turned around, Fu Feng grabbed her hair.

He pulled so hard that he almost ripped Mingyao's scalp off.

Tears streamed down her face from the pain as she pleaded, "Mr. Fu, please let me go!"

She pleaded desperately, but Fu Feng remained unmoved.

He threw Mingyao hard onto the bed, "You bitch, because of you, Caixing Media is ruined!"

"You actually have the nerve to beg me to let you off the hook!"

Fu Feng looked at Ming Yao with a sneer: "Do you know how much preparation I've done for today?"

Do you know how much effort I put into taking these photos of you and Pei Zhao?

Mingyao choked back tears as she argued, "You know perfectly well that Pei Zhao and I are innocent!"

"So what if you're innocent? As long as everyone believes there's something going on between you, that's enough, isn't it?"

"Su Xueya, you can't escape my grasp now!"

Fu Feng groped Ming Yao, and a ruthless glint flashed in Ming Yao's tear-filled eyes.

Just as she raised her foot to kick Fu Feng in the groin, a commotion came from outside the door.

Fu Feng stared intently at the doorway, his expression stern.

After the noise subsided, a bodyguard's deep voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Fu, there are police."

Fu Feng couldn't help but curse. He was about to get things done, so why were the police here?

Taking advantage of Fu Feng's inattention, Mingyao quietly moved her body.

He turned around as if sensing something, his eyes flashing with a ferocious light that could devour a person.

"You bitch! You think you can run away!"

He grabbed Mingyao's hair, and Mingyao, without hesitation, grabbed his arm and bit him hard.

The taste of blood filled his mouth, and Fu Feng's screams echoed throughout the room.

Fu Feng stared at the bloody teeth marks on his arm, his face contorted in pain: "You dared to bite me!"

He slapped Mingyao across the face.

Half of her face felt like it was on fire, and a persistent buzzing sound exploded in her ears.

Fu Feng, being a man, was incredibly strong and slapped Ming Yao down onto the bed.

Mingyao bit her lower lip, about to retaliate, when Fu Feng suddenly covered her mouth.

Mingyao's eyes widened, and she kept scratching.

Fu Feng pressed down on her, revealing a smug smile: "Be a good girl and wait for me here. I'll enjoy you later."

There was an indescribable fragrance on his hands, and Mingyao felt her head spinning.

"This was prepared especially for you."

Fu Feng slowly released his grip. Ming Yao lay limp on the bed like a lump of mud, unable to even stand up.

Mingyao's vision blurred, and she could see double images of the crystal chandelier above her head.

What happened?

Mingyao tried her best to move, but her body was as if nailed to the bed, unable to move.

She stared intently at Fu Feng and asked with difficulty, "What did you do to me?"

Fu Feng stroked Ming Yao's face and said with a dangerous smile, "It was specially prepared for you."

"Miss Su, wait patiently for me to come back."

Fu Feng strode open the door, ready to check the situation.

The security guards who were originally standing guard on both sides of the entrance had disappeared. Fu Feng felt uneasy and tried to call the two men, but no one answered.

"Two idiots!"

Fu Feng had no choice but to close the door and go find two bodyguards.

As soon as Fu Feng left, someone popped out from the corner.

He was dressed as a hotel waiter, and with his long neck, he first looked around in the corridor.

After confirming that no one was there, the man tiptoed and used the transparent hard panel to open the door.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, I'll take you out now."

Mingyao opened her eyes a crack and could see a blurry, swaying figure.

All the strength in her body had been drained, leaving her completely powerless to respond.

The man carried Mingyao on his back, quickly left the room, and closed the door behind him.

No sooner had the man left with Mingyao than Ding Qingle and Pei Zhao rushed over in a great hurry.

"This is the room."

On the third floor, the door number 888 seemed out of place.

Ding Qingle knocked on the door tentatively, but no one answered.

She turned the doorknob and found the door was locked.

She was on the phone with Mingyao the whole time, but Mingyao automatically hung up after she entered the room.

Not daring to waste time, she met Pei Zhao on her way, and the two of them rushed to Longcheng Hotel together.

Pei Zhao gritted his teeth and told Ding Qingle to take a few steps back: "I'll break down the door."

He got into position and slammed his head against the door.

With a muffled thud, the door remained completely still.

Pei Zhao rammed the door again with all his might, and it finally opened.

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