Ye Ningwan snorted coldly.

"Let me reiterate, that's what you lost to me! How shameless of you to use something you lost to do someone a favor! If the Great Wall had your thick skin back then, Meng Jiangnu wouldn't have been able to cry it down no matter how much she cried."

Jiang Yinglin's face was blacker than the bottom of a pot.

"Are you really the eldest daughter of the Ye family? How can you be so good at cursing? What kind of upbringing did the Ye family provide?!"

Ye Ningwan stomped hard on Jiang Yinglin's foot, and Jiang Yinglin howled and jumped around in place, clutching his foot.

Ye Ningwan swept her long leg towards his only leg that had landed.

Having suffered too many losses at Ye Ningwan's hands, Jiang Yinglin finally became wary of this terrifying woman and immediately jumped up to dodge Ye Ningwan's attack.

He hid behind the bodyguard while speaking to Ye Ningwan.

"Alright, alright, I won't ask you anymore. You know you don't want to! I'll find it myself!"

Ye Ningwan withdrew her foot and gave Jiang Yinglin a bright smile.

"Good luck."

As she spoke, she walked past the bodyguard.

Jiang Yinglin met Ye Ningwan's smile, a smile so thick and vibrant it was like a strong liquor, a sip of which would send a warm sensation up his cheeks.

Jiang Yinglin was stunned for a moment, and was still in a daze even after Ye Ningwan turned around.

After a long while, Jiang Yinglin finally realized that he had been lost in thought because of Ye Ningwan's smile. He gritted his teeth.

What beautiful female celebrities haven't I seen? This is utterly shameful. He looked around and, thankfully, no one noticed anything amiss. He breathed a sigh of relief, gave a cold snort, and raised his middle finger at Ye Ningwan's retreating figure.

"That stinky woman, she's not even that pretty!" He wasn't even stunned by her beauty!

But soon, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he immediately called out to Ye Ningwan.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Ye Ningwan turned her head and stared at Jiang Yinglin like an idiot.

"Of course I'll go back to the ward to take care of your Ninth Master."

Jiang Yinglin gave Ye Ningwan a very disdainful look.

"You...you, you, go take a shower right now and change your clothes! They stink! Ninth Master is a germaphobe, do you want him to throw you out?"

Ye Ningwan stopped and turned around, giving Jiang Yinglin a cool glance before staring at his handsome yet wicked face with a gloomy expression.

"Jiang Yinglin, do you want to die?"

Jiang Yinglin jumped back a big step, grabbed the bodyguard's clothes, pushed the man in front of him to block him, and then poked his head out from behind the bodyguard, snorting at Ye Ningwan.

"Ye Ningwan, don't be ungrateful! I'm doing this for your own good!"

As he spoke, he tossed Ye Ningwan another key.

"Here you go. Go to the last room on the left at the end of the corridor on the 18th floor of the inpatient department. That's the rest room I reserved for myself. Go take a shower, and I'll have someone send you a new set of clothes!"

Ye Ningwan caught the keys that Jiang Yinglin tossed to her, then sniffed herself. Jiang Yinglin raised an eyebrow.

"Then thank you very much, Young Master Jiang."

...

Ye Ningwan entered Jiang Yinglin's lounge, took off her clothes, and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower, without noticing anything unusual in the room.

The sound of rushing water filled the bathroom. Ye Ningwan stood under the shower, letting the warm water flow over her body. Soon, a light white mist rose from the shower, blurring everything into a hazy atmosphere.

Suddenly, Ye Ningwan's ears twitched slightly. She turned her head to look at the tightly closed door, and her cat-like eyes, moist with moisture, narrowed abruptly, flashing with a dangerous light.

There's a sound outside...

She barely thought about it, still with the shower running and the water gushing, but she had already opened the glass door, rummaged around for a while, and quickly pulled out a clean white coat from the cabinet.

Just as Ye Ningwan put on her white coat, before she even had time to button it up, the bathroom door was kicked open.

A woman dressed in a flamboyant manner, wearing a dark purple bodycon dress and 12cm high heels, stormed in with a group of burly men over 180cm tall.

Upon seeing Ye Ningwan, the woman adopted the demeanor of a wife catching her husband's mistress, her sharp nails almost poking Ye Ningwan's eyes as she sternly rebuked her.

"You shameless slut! You dare seduce my fiancé! If I don't drag you out and parade you through the streets today, I'm not Zhang Jingya!!!"

With that, Zhang Jingya raised her hand and waved her hand, giving an order to the burly man behind her.

"Strip her clothes off and drag her out so everyone can see her!"

Several tall, muscular men looked Ye Ningwan up and down, her face still beautiful and fresh from her bath. A strange light appeared in their eyes. One of the men licked his dry lips, his Adam's apple bobbing, and strode towards Ye Ningwan.

"Hehehe, little beauty, we brothers are too chivalrous to fight with women. If you're smart, you'll take off your clothes yourself and avoid getting hurt!"

Ye Ningwan glanced at the man who had rushed forward to court death, took two steps back, and seemed to find the spit from his mouth quite disgusting.

"Did you get shit stuck in your teeth this morning? You spew filth as soon as you open your mouth."

The man's face darkened, and he let out a vicious growl, clenching his huge fist as he slammed it down hard at Ye Ningwan.

"You little bitch, you're asking for it!"

The next second, the man was airborne.

He saw a 360-degree rotating panoramic view of the bathroom, then heard a loud thud, his spine hit the ground, and he felt a sharp pain in his lower body before losing consciousness.

"Ahhh, my legs!"

The man fell to the ground, clutching his legs, his pig-like screams echoing in the narrow bathroom.

Seeing this, those who had been eager to try hesitated and even pushed their companions to go first.

"You go first!"

"You should keep such a beauty. Didn't you say the other day that you hadn't been with a woman in a long time?"

"Let the third brother go first. He's the best fighter among us, he'll definitely be able to subdue that woman!"

"..."

Seeing the people she brought pushing and shoving each other, refusing to come forward, Zhang Jingya's beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and she screamed angrily.

"What are you all standing there for? Come at me all at once! Have I been raising you for nothing?!"

The group finally rushed forward together, ready to take down Ye Ningwan, this troublemaker.

Half a minute later...

Screams echoed throughout the bathroom, and the floor was littered with people lying haphazardly. Ye Ningwan, however, stood unharmed in the center of the open space, untouched by any of them.

Zhang Jingya stared in disbelief at the person who couldn't get up from the ground, and gritted her teeth as she growled.

"Get up, all of you get up! You're all useless! You're all useless!"

Her voice was high-pitched and thin, with a soaring tone that could almost pierce one's eardrums.

Ye Ningwan walked step by step toward Zhang Jingya, who was jumping up and down in anger, with a wicked smile on her beautiful, unadorned face.

"Ms. Zhang, it's your turn."