Chapter 482 Undressing

Wen Zhiming's face darkened, and a murderous intent instantly flashed in his eyes.

After becoming emperor, he rarely took action himself. In recent years, the only time he personally intervened was when dealing with Mo Sixuan. This kind of scoundrel is far from being worthy of dying at his hands.

Besides, although his wife and daughters believed in his abilities and wouldn't be frightened, Wen Zhiming still didn't want them to witness a bloody scene.

If Meng Lingge and Wen Woyu's pink and white clothes were stained with blood, it would be like a stain on their pristine white garments, adding to their bad luck.

Just as he was about to order his guards to come out and deal with the situation, he blocked Meng Lingge and Wen Woyu's view and led them away to avoid being splattered with their blood.

Then Dongqing suddenly shouted, "I've mistaken them for someone else! I don't know them. She's not my young lady. She has no right to compensate me. Let them go..."

She was so excited when she first met Meng Lingge that she didn't understand the situation.

Hearing Lu Yuntian's words, she realized that Meng Lingge was only accompanied by Wen Zhiming and a little girl.

The young girl bears a resemblance to Meng Lingge, and must be the child the young lady was carrying when they parted.

Back then, she was deceived by Guan Yi'an and almost made the young lady drink an abortion pill, and this little girl almost didn't have the chance to be born because of her.

Now that they've met again, she's caused the young lady so much trouble.

Holly was extremely ashamed.

Although they knew Wen Zhiming was skilled, neither the young lady nor the little lady knew martial arts. It was already dangerous for Wen Zhiming to fight against multiple opponents, and if he had to save her as well, it would be even more perilous.

If Meng Lingge or Wen Woyu were to suffer any harm because of her, she would be eternally sorry.

She was unwilling to put her mistress in any more danger, nor would she listen to these people continue to offend her with foul language.

So even though she knew that if she stayed here, she would be beaten to death by Lu Yuntian sooner or later, she was unwilling to cling to Meng Lingge, her only lifeline, and cause her mistress and her family to be in the same perilous situation as her.

If Meng Lingge and the others escaped and then brought reinforcements to rescue her, she would be eternally grateful. Even if they didn't come back to save her, she would have no regrets.

Upon hearing Dongqing's words, Meng Lingge immediately understood what she was thinking.

When Dongqing was with her before, she was always clean and tidy, and her clothes, food, and housing were comparable to those of a proper young lady from a modest family. Now, however, she has been crushed into the dust and is living a life worse than death.

Fortunately, she did not lose her conscience, nor did she harbor resentment because Meng Lingge drove her away.

"Who do you think you are?" Lu Yuntian turned to look at Dong Qing and sneered, "Even if I don't rely on them, you'll never be able to pay back my debts in your entire life. You're usually like a mute, you can't even moan in bed, but you're quite talkative today. I heard you call out 'Miss' clearly just now. Now you want to pretend you don't know them? Too late!"

After saying that, he looked at Meng Lingge with a sinister smile.

"Beautiful lady, this little slut says she doesn't know you and wants me to spare your lives. I'm already tired of her, but she owes me too much money, so I have to make do with her. If you want to save her, do as I say. How about it?"

Meng Lingge glanced at Dong Qing and reassured her with her eyes that she didn't need to be afraid.

“She is indeed my maid, but she suddenly disappeared a few years ago when she was doing things for me. I secretly sent people to search for her many times, but we couldn’t find her. It turns out that you were holding her in the restaurant. You took my person for yourself and not only did you not take good care of her, but you treated her like a slave, beating and scolding her at will. Now her indenture is still in my hands. If I report this to the authorities, you should be the one who should pay compensation.”

Dongqing was both delighted and anxious when she heard that Meng Lingge was still willing to acknowledge her as a maid and had sent people to look for her many times.

"Don't worry about me, run! There are too many of them, you all need to run..."

This restaurant is full of Lu Yuntian's men. Besides the dozen or so people here, there should be about a dozen more waiters upstairs. If there's any commotion, they'll all come down. Once the doors are closed, this place becomes Lu Yuntian's domain.

Dongqing had tried to escape countless times before, but never successfully left the restaurant.

"Run? Where do you think you're going?" Lu Yuntian grabbed Dong Qing's chin and said viciously, "You little bitch, have you forgotten the consequences of running away? If you know what's good for you, persuade your young lady to stay. If you obey, I'll be in a good mood and treat you with some mercy. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless..."

Holly trembled with fear.

She knew, of course, what would happen if she ran away.

That beast Lu Yuntian, in order to make her completely submit, would not only beat her up every time she was caught, but also have his trusted henchmen in the restaurant humiliate her.

Knowing the serious consequences, she absolutely could not let Meng Lingge stay.

"Let her go."

Meng Lingge looked coldly at Lu Yuntian; she could already sense Wen Zhiming's murderous intent.

In front of the child, she originally only wanted to take Dongqing away without bloodshed, but if Lu Yuntian continued to act recklessly, she would not stop Wen Zhiming from acting on behalf of Heaven.

"Releasing her is no problem." Lu Yuntian grinned lewdly. "Once a beautiful woman comes to replace her, I can naturally release this little bitch."

"My wife wants you to release her." Wen Zhiming seemed not to have heard Lu Yuntian's reply, his tone calm and indifferent, yet exuding a stern aura.

After he finished speaking, he stood up, and Lu Yuntian and his men all took a step back in unison.

They thought Wen Zhiming was about to make a move, but they found that Wen Zhiming was doing something they couldn't understand in front of everyone.

Take off your clothes.

His movements were relaxed and natural, as if he were back in his own bedroom. He took off his shirt as if no one else was around, revealing his strong upper body and well-defined waist and abdomen.

Lu Yuntian released Dong Qing and pointed at Wen Zhiming in a panic, saying, "You, what are you going to do? I'm not into this kind of thing... I want that beauty, I want a woman, why are you, a grown man, taking off your clothes..."

Wen Zhiming tossed his shirt to Meng Lingge, smiling as he gave her some instructions.

"Block it."

Meng Lingge obediently unfolded Wen Zhiming's shirt and used it to block her and Wen Woyu from view.

Before Lu Yuntian could figure out what Wen Zhiming was up to, he felt a lightness in his hand, followed by a flash of cold light in his eyes. Then, everything went black, and a sharp pain shot through his body. He covered his eyes and howled loudly.

Wen Zhiming did not want to kill in front of his wife and daughter, but Lu Yuntian's words repeatedly challenged his bottom line. Since he could no longer tolerate it, he took the long knife from Lu Yuntian's hand in an instant and slashed Lu Yuntian's eyes with one stroke.

Wen Zhiming had long disliked Meng Lingge because of those thieving eyes that had been scanning her.

Blood splattered all over the table, staining the dishes with blood, and Wen Zhiming's white shirt was also stained with blood-red patterns.

"My eyes... I can't see! Brothers, take him down and avenge me! Whoever kills this man, I'll make him the head manager..."

The change happened too fast. Just as Lu Yuntian screamed and his men rushed forward, Wen Zhiming grabbed Dong Qing and threw her behind him.

He stood firmly in place until a dozen or so men armed with weapons rushed in front of him, but he did not move an inch.