The underground parking garage, with its three levels, was far too deserted compared to the bustling banquet hall.

It was so quiet that Meng Jiuyi could hear her own footsteps. A man wearing a hat was crouching suspiciously behind Honda. She tentatively called out to him, and the two quickly confirmed each other's identities.

After reviewing the video she had taken, the paparazzi held up a number.

"Only fifty thousand?"

Meng Jiuyi bargained, "Don't try to scam me, okay? I also work in the media industry. If you write this news well, getting millions of views is not difficult."

"Miss, this is the maximum of my authority."

He said, "Why don't you talk to our editor-in-chief? He's in the car too."

Meng Jiuyi glanced at the Honda next to him; it looked like a very ordinary model.

She didn't say anything.

The paparazzi could see her hesitation. "If your channels are stable, you can talk to our editor-in-chief about long-term cooperation."

This was exactly what Meng Jiuyi wanted.

"Can."

Just as she was about to open the car door, the paparazzi said, "Wait, it's not this one, it's the silver one diagonally across from us."

Meng Jiuyi turned her head to look, but the parking lot lights were dim, and she didn't even notice that there was a Cullinan parked across from her.

The silver-gray extended model has consecutive license plates, with both Hong Kong and mainland China plates.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, she gripped her bag tightly, but her voice remained normal.

"Let's go, you lead the way."

The reporter led the way, and Meng Jiuyi took two steps before suddenly running in the opposite direction. However, several men in black suits appeared out of nowhere and blocked her way.

She was forced to retreat step by step, watching the other party warily.

Who are you?

The car door beeped behind her as it opened. Meng Jiuyi looked up in a panic and saw Tan Yuchen sitting in the back seat of the Cullinan. It would be more accurate to say he was slumped over. His long legs were spread wide and casually propped up against the seat. In the hazy light, his eyes were languid and indifferent as he leisurely stared at her.

"Old friend, we meet again."

Meng Jiuyi was completely numb, her mind filled with the thought that everything was over.

She flashed a fawning smile, bright and sunny, "What a coincidence, Third Young Master, what brings you here?"

"Unfortunately, that's exactly what I was waiting for."

Tan Yuchen curled one corner of his lips, "How come you've become involved with Cen Dong's business and fallen in love with him now?"

"How could that be? Heaven and earth can bear witness to my heart."

Meng Jiuyi forced a smile and said, "In the days when I can't see the Third Young Master, I have to find a way to make myself live better so that I can meet you in the best condition next time."

Tan Yuchen replied casually, "I'm impotent, and you're still so concerned about me?"

Meng Jiuyi felt as if he had been shot, and he casually listed her numerous crimes.

In her panic, her eyes darted around, searching for a place to run, barely managing to maintain her arc.

"I truly love you."

"I think so too."

Tan Yuchen said, "I'm absolutely tolerant of words like 'true love' and 'like,' how about I leave you a whole corpse?"

The particles in the smoke floated lightly in the air, and his words were just as languid and casual.

Meng Jiuyi was horrified and couldn't believe what he had just said.

"Third Young Master...are you kidding me? This is a society governed by law."

“If you’re traveling with someone, I might have to put in some effort. These days, dealing with a few security cameras, it sounds like a lot of trouble for a grown man to disappear at a party. So you’ll end up in a car at the bottom of a cliff, where the police will find you.”

He lifted his eyelids, his deep, cold eyes now holding a chill completely different from before. "Is drunk driving a sufficient reason?"

Meng Jiuyi staggered several steps, and she would just laugh it off if others said such things.

But the man in front of me has such power, and he would absolutely dare to be so lawless.

She gripped her bag tightly and said defiantly, "I have connections in my family. If something happens to me like this, they will definitely not let you off the hook!"

Tan Yuchen raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his thin lips. "I'd like to know why they won't let me go. Should I burn paper money to tell you?"

Meng Jiuyi took off running, but Tan Yuchen raised his hand, and several men in suits grabbed her.

She could already hallucinate the image of a sack over her head, tumbling haphazardly down a cliff, barely alive. Faced with the choice between waiting to die and begging for mercy, Meng Jiuyi naturally knew which to choose, and immediately slid down to her knees to hug Tan Yuchen's leg.

"Young Master, I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and let me go. I have elderly parents and young children to support. I was truly desperate and did this because I had no other choice. Can I return the money to you? I'll compensate you double! No! Triple! Quadruple! If you're still not satisfied, you can make things up about me. My life is worthless; it's not worth your dirty hands and all that trouble—"

Her chin was lifted up, and Tan Yuchen glanced at her.

"You have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise, and you even have kids?"

Meng Jiuyi nodded emphatically.

"There are five, and the youngest is still waiting for me to go back and breastfeed her."

Tan Yuchen said, "Should we give you an award for being more prolific than a pig?"

Meng Jiuyi: "......"

This scoundrel is completely unreasonable, making her cry and look like a joke.

"I don't care what kind of award it is, as long as it's from you, I'll frame it carefully and look at it every morning and night."

Her eyes were red and she looked so pitiful. "Young Master, please spare my life. Death is just a moment and won't quell my hatred. You can let me live to atone for my sins. If there's anything you need me for, just tell me and I'll do anything."

"Is that so?"

Tan Yuchen's eyelids drooped, and his dark pupils swept over her from head to toe.

Even though she hadn't touched him at all, the way she squatted at his feet and looked up made his gaze seem so imposing, and even a little lewd.

Meng Jiuyi felt his gaze burning her from her face to her neck, and she unconsciously swallowed.

"I have a serious gynecological condition, HPV, which is contagious."

She belatedly realized that the dress was strapless, and couldn't help but hunch her chest, afraid that this man might have some bad intentions.

What are we acting in?

He clicked his tongue and said, "You really think I enjoy this plate of coarse food?"

Meng Jiuyi: "..." Is there anyone who can tear this man's mouth off?

"How did you get in?" he asked.

The guest and even the concierge list was screened at every level, and he was very curious about how she had managed to get in.

Meng Jiuyi said that she had a friend who worked as a waitress there, and she gave her friend diarrhea medication to take the blame and get herself admitted.

"Please forgive me this time, Third Young Master, since this is my first offense. I promise I will never do it again."

Tan Yuchen stared at her intently, the light blurring his features, his expressionless face making him difficult to read.

Meng Jiuyi was reviewing which sentence had aroused his suspicion when he touched her face.

She cautiously dodged away.

What are you doing?

“Take off the mask,” he said.

Her mind went blank for a moment.

I don't know what you're talking about—

Tan Yuchen smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Are you going to do it yourself, or should I find someone to help?"