Chapter 96 The thugs were as excited as if they'd seen a piece of meat! She was taken hostage!

"Get this straight, will you?" Zhao Baoqi was displeased upon hearing this. "Our Zhao family and the Fu family are no less powerful than the Song family. We're here because of Miss Song's respect, not because you think highly of us, understand?"

"Besides, my best friend is my future sister-in-law. The wife of the eldest young master of the Fu family, the eldest young mistress of the Fu family!" Zhao Baoqi sneered, her big eyes rolling around a couple of times, just like the scene when Xiao Yanzi blew the red veil back then, clever and mischievous.

“I, Zhao Baoqi, have never liked to use my status to intimidate others, nor do I like to bring up my family background. Since you, Zhou Yaran, came first, it would seem like I'm not cooperating with you if I didn't bring up my status and my family background.”

She wore a rose-colored dress, looking exquisite and pretty, a real little rascal.

Xia Mian couldn't help but lower her head and cover her lips with a soft laugh; she really wanted to burst out laughing.

Zhao Baoqi's fighting prowess is no joke.

She was the pampered young lady of the Fu and Zhao families, and she unconsciously revealed the arrogance of a young lady.

I never expected to run into such a tough opponent.

In the end, Song Tianxue saw that Zhou Yaran's fighting spirit was not good enough, so she gently tugged at her and smoothed things over, saying, "We are all sisters and good friends. We came out to get together, so let's not ruin the atmosphere."

She stood up with a smile and picked out two cheongsams. "Miss Zhao, Miss Xia, what do you think of these two? Do you like them?"

"It doesn't look good." Xia Mian shook her head. "I don't really like it. Never mind, let's just wear our own clothes."

“But, there will be a professional photographer following us later, and they will also record videos and take group photos... If you two don’t wear cheongsams, won’t it look a bit strange?” When Song Tianxue and these young ladies get together, she always invites a professional photographer to follow them.

Then they edit the footage into a video, and finally they each post it on their respective short video platforms to create the persona of a wealthy social gathering.

Several wealthy young women have amassed a considerable following by posting videos of themselves partying, attending fashion shows, or shopping at boutiques every day.

They are constantly being mindlessly called "Miss" or "Socialite," and they are completely immersed in it.

After all, who wouldn't want to be fawned over and flattered by those in positions of power?

“In that case, Baoqi and I will not disturb you any longer.” Xia Mian put on a polite smile. “Farewell.”

"You're leaving already?" Song Tianxue asked anxiously, as she still wanted to build a relationship with Zhao Baoqi!

Let Zhao Baoqi appear on camera; who in the industry doesn't know she's living at the Fu family's house?

If she didn't bring Zhao Baoqi, the daughter of the Fu family, to her first gathering after moving in, it would make her look like a failure.

“Maybe we really don’t belong here,” Zhao Baoqi shrugged. “We feel somewhat out of place.”

She gracefully grabbed Xia Mian and turned to leave.

Song Tianxue was dumbfounded!

Zhou Yaran was also dumbfounded!

Everyone was stunned!

Song Tianxue, somewhat angrily, took her anger out on Zhou Yaran, "Who is Zhao Baoqi? She's a young lady from the Zhao family, Fu Yanshen's cousin, someone so many people fawn over. Why did you provoke her?"

Zhou Yaran said aggrievedly, her tone mournful, "I just wanted to say a few words to Xia Mian on your behalf, who knew Zhao Baoqi would help her like this..."

"Oh well, never mind, they're gone, we'll just play by ourselves!" The other young ladies called out to Song Tianxue and Zhou Yaran, "It's not like they absolutely have to be there."

"Fine! You guys play by yourselves!" Song Tianxue grabbed her bag and left, annoyed.

So annoying!

Nothing went smoothly day by day.

She drove her white Maserati, not wanting to go back to the Fu family home right away, and wandered aimlessly through the streets before finally stopping at a high-end shopping mall.

After leaving the salon, Xia Mian and Zhao Baoqi went straight to a shopping mall.

After buying an iced Americano, Xia Mian felt the urge to use the restroom.

Zhao Baoqi was browsing in a department store when she headed straight for the restroom. Just as she came out of the women's restroom, she heard a strange sound coming from the men's restroom next door, accompanied by what sounded like a woman sobbing.

Xia Mian stood curiously at the entrance of the men's restroom. "What happened? Is anyone home?"

The sounds inside stopped abruptly, and Xia Mian frowned.

She found it even stranger.

This is a high-end shopping mall, and the security measures are usually quite good. I don't think anything strange should happen here.

She hesitated for a moment, then called over a mall security guard. "I heard strange noises inside. Could you please go in and take a look?"

"Okay, miss, I'll go in and take a look now." The security guard, carrying a mop for self-defense, went into the restroom. As soon as he entered, two tall men shoved him aside with a loud bang!

The security guard slammed heavily against the wall, letting out a scream.

Xia Mian was startled and rushed in, only to see three shady-looking men inside, one of whom had dyed yellow hair.

"Who are you? I'm calling the police!" Xia Mian shouted angrily, then raised her phone and started snapping photos of the three men.

"Bitch!" Three men rushed over to snatch Xia Mian's phone. Xia Mian had trained in kung fu under Master Yang Bilian. Although she couldn't compare to a master like Fu Yanshen, she had undergone strength training every day and could be considered a skilled practitioner.

She kicked the man closest to her, and then helped the security guard up from the ground.

The security guard was caught off guard and fell victim to the attack. Even as he swung the mop around, he didn't forget to call his colleagues on the walkie-talkie: "Calling the front desk on the first floor! Calling the front desk on the first floor! There's a suspect in the men's restroom on the fourth floor! Under attack!"

When the three men saw that the security guard had called for reinforcements, they punched Xia Mian, pushed the guard aside, and hurriedly ran outside.

The security guard chased after her without a second thought, but Xia Mian suddenly remembered hearing a woman's voice earlier. She looked around the men's restroom, opened several soundproof booths, and finally saw a girl tied up in the last stall!

The girl's hair was disheveled, her hands and feet were bound, her body was covered in bruises, her clothes were half-undone, and her mouth was even taped shut. Where was the usual demeanor of the young lady of the Song family?

"Song Tianxue?" Xia Mian tore off the yellow tape in astonishment and helped Song Tianxue up.

Then he took out his phone and called Zhao Baoqi, "Baoqi, quickly notify the Song family to come over. Something has happened to Song Tianxue!"

Zhao Baoqi had just bought two dresses in different colors, intending to wear them as matching outfits with her best friend. She was so startled that the dresses in her hand fell to the ground with a thud.

A commotion suddenly erupted nearby: "Quick! Catch them!"

"Those guys are thugs!"

Three shady-looking men rushed into the counter and pounced on Zhao Baoqi like hungry wolves eyeing a piece of meat.