Zhang Ming arrived 20 minutes early. He needed to set up the scene first. He ordered a bottle of red wine from the hotel, opened it, and skillfully put a stimulant inside.
He's done these things many times; he's met up with a lot of people online, and it's always the same process.
This time it was Shi Qian's turn.
The beating he received in the cafeteria's backyard was purely accidental. It was all his fault for not paying attention, which allowed Shi Qian to take advantage of the situation and strike him. He was very confident in his physique and believed that he could crush Shi Qian with his weight alone.
He refused to believe it; this time, he was determined to retaliate a thousandfold.
Anyway, Fu Xiuhan isn't at school. Even if he were, would he still treat Shi Qian the same way if he knew Shi Qian was being kept by someone?
Zhang Ming had booked this room long-term; it was filled with almost every kind of prop, and even had several miniature cameras installed.
Once Shi Qian steps into this room, he is 100% certain that he will not be able to escape.
Zhang Ming stared smugly at the photos of Shi Qian he had secretly taken on his phone, his gaze gradually turning lewd.
"Hello, room service."
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Zhang Ming was puzzled. Hadn't they just been here? Could it be a duplicate? The hotel staff were so careless; they could even make a mistake on such a small matter.
As soon as Zhang Ming opened the door, the people outside suddenly pushed it open, and four or five burly men squeezed in.
"Who...who are you? You've come to the wrong place." Zhang Ming was startled by this and took a few steps back.
The men didn't answer; one of them turned around and locked the door from the inside.
The tattooed man at the front spoke up: "Is this Zhang Ming?"
Zhang Ming didn't dare answer. Were they calling him? Who exactly were these people?
"It seems so. You take people's money and do their bidding. If you have any problems, go talk to your creditor."
Then several people surrounded him and grabbed Zhang Ming's hands and feet.
"This chubby little guy is quite heavy."
Zhang Ming's mouth was gagged with a cloth, and he could only make muffled whimpering sounds of begging for mercy.
He wanted to tell them they had mistaken him for someone else, that he didn't owe anyone money, but he couldn't make a sound.
One of them gave a signal, and in an instant, Zhang Ming was stripped naked, thrown onto the bed, held down by one man, and snapped a few photos with his phone.
Zhang Ming felt humiliated. He always paid young men to take a peek at them and then blackmail them with nude photos to get his money back. His main business was to get something for free.
Zhang Ming's phone was basically full of nude photos of the people he had been with over the years. He never expected that one day he would also have nude photos taken of him.
Completely unable to resist or fight back, Zhang Ming was forcefully pressed down, his face pressed tightly against the bed, and his hands were marked with red welts.
After taking the photos, the group tied Zhang Mingguang up tightly, making him look like a piece of fat pork bound up.
One of them forced a glass of red wine that had been poured on the table into Zhang Ming's mouth. Zhang Ming knew it was drugged and shook his head frantically, not wanting to drink it, but in the end, he was forced to drink quite a bit.
"They're gone."
The group quickly packed their things and left the room, leaving Zhang Ming lying on the bed in a disheveled state.
Zhang Ming tried to get up, but due to the effects of the drug, he was weak all over. After struggling for a long time, he suddenly heard someone swipe a card to enter the room.
"I never thought you'd end up like this."
Zhang Ming struggled to lift his head and look at the person in front of him.
He was a little boy he had schemed against before.
The man pulled a large box from under the bed, containing various props that Zhang Ming had kept there for a long time. He pulled out a whip from the box and lashed it hard at Zhang Ming.
All night long, screams echoed throughout the room.
Before going to sleep, Shi Qian looked at a "thank you" message on her phone, turned off the screen, and went to sleep comfortably under the covers.
Those who reap what they sow will not live.
Since Shi Qian hit Zhang Ming last time, he had investigated Zhang Ming's affairs. Zhang Ming was three years older than the students in their year. He had repeated a grade several times and went through many twists and turns until his family was suddenly demolished and received a large sum of money. Only then did he manage to get into No. 1 Middle School by spending money.
He wasn't good at studying and didn't want to study, but his family, out of a desire to save face, forced him into the program.
Shi Qian discovered that Zhang Ming had a chaotic private life and always liked to harass poor students, but he had never actually done it, probably because he considered it inconvenient at school and that it would have a bad influence.
However, he wasn't so particular when he was out in public. He was a womanizer, had terrible bed clothes, and liked to freeload.
Several times before, people came to the school, but Zhang Ming paid people to drive them away and suppress the matter.
This time, after Shi Qianyi received the message and confirmed that the person was Zhang Ming, she immediately sent a message to the person who had always been demanding an explanation from Zhang Ming.
After receiving the package, the man went straight to Zhang Ming's hotel room. Upon seeing Zhang Ming bound hand and foot, he was filled with hatred and immediately pulled out a tool to beat him up.
Zhang Ming being beaten was entirely due to his own dishonest behavior, which allowed someone to take advantage of him and come after him. It had absolutely nothing to do with Shi Qian.
Shi Qian is meticulous in his work and avoids giving anyone any leverage. He directly used a virtual number to send a message to a debt collection company to come to his door, and he also used an overseas account to transfer the money, so it was impossible to trace him back to him.
Even if Zhang Ming realizes what happened afterward, he can only suffer in silence, just like before.
The next morning, Shi Qian returned to the classroom. She had a dream last night and her sleep quality wasn't very good. Shi Qian yawned as she returned to her seat and started to catch up on sleep.
He slept until the school bell rang before getting up. As soon as he sat up, he received several hesitant glances. Everyone secretly turned to look at him, as if they wanted to say something, but then turned back.
Shi Qian didn't take it too seriously, since he occasionally received such looks after the plastic surgery incident.
Shi Qian turned his head to look at Shi Yan and found that Shi Yan had also turned his head to look at him, with a smug smile on his face.
Well, the moment that smile appeared, Shi Qian knew that nothing good was going to happen to him.
Sure enough, Song Qi, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and looked at Shi Qian for a long time before lowering his voice and saying, "Shi Qian, why don't you go check out the forum too?"
Got it, I guess he'll post something new again.
Shi Qian lowered his head, took out his phone, and logged into the school forum.
There were probably too many people online, so the webpage was lagging and took a while to load.
Many posts featured Shi Qian's name, and Shi Qian had no idea when he had become a forum celebrity.
The keywords are nothing more than a few: plastic surgery, weirdo, ugly, vanity, simp, etc.
One of the posts, published at 7 a.m. this morning, generated a huge amount of discussion.
The title is also very eye-catching:
Breaking news! Someone at No. 1 Middle School is being kept by a sugar daddy! Pictures and evidence included!
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