At this moment, at Zhou Zihang's home.
In the living room, bottles of liquor were scattered all over the floor. Even with the windows open, the pungent smell of alcohol was overwhelming. Zhou Zihang sat on the carpet, chugging a bottle of liquor, looking rather dejected. Beside him was the bartender from before.
He was also drinking with Zhou Zihang, but most of the time he was just helping to pour drinks and keeping him company. He didn't actually drink much himself, but Zhou Zihang didn't notice this.
Zhou Zihang kept pouring his drink down his throat, saying to him, "Brother Zhang, do you know how I feel right now? My heart is aching!"
"After all, this happened to the girl I love most..."
Zhang Wu said with an air of "I understand you," which made Zhou Zihang even more bitter, and he drank more and more as he talked.
Ever since Ruan Qingan and Zhou Zihang had their conflict, this bartender would seize the opportunity when Zhou Zihang was in a bad mood and start chatting with him.
They talked about family, life, and ideals.
With everyone talking freely, Zhou Zihang quickly became familiar with him. The bartender, using the false identity of Zhang Wu, successfully became Zhou Zihang's close friend and confidant.
While chatting with Zhou Zihang, Zhang Wu also urged him to drink. He secretly glanced at the bank transfer records, which showed tens of thousands of yuan in income each time. His handsome face beamed with even more joy.
He just likes rich young masters who are clueless.
He could easily charm them with just a few words; he didn't put his heart into it. Yet, Zhou Zihang felt that Zhang Wu understood him exceptionally well, including his complaints and dissatisfaction with his family, his loneliness, and his parents' indifference.
In Zhang Wu's words, it is—
"The young masters of wealthy families only have those trivial matters to worry about."
While drinking alone, Zhou Zihang said, "Brother Zhang, do you know how panicked I was when I received Chen Siyue's call yesterday? Even though she kept saying that she liked Lu Ke."
“But when it comes to domestic violence, the first person she thinks of is me. I’m actually quite happy about that, but I also don’t want it to happen to her. She really breaks my heart…”
What happened last night was a crucial turning point in the original story – the exposure of Chen Siyue's domestic violence.
Zhou Zihang took her to his home for refuge, and because he felt sorry for her, he became devoted to her. Because she came to Zhou Zihang's house, Lu Ke also came here because of his mother's words. He also accidentally discovered this matter and began to change his opinion of Chen Siyue.
In short, this is the key reason why both of them like her.
But now, with the addition of Zhang Wu—
Seeing that Zhou Zihang was in a bad mood, Zhang Wu opened a new bottle of wine and handed it to Zhou Zihang. At the same time, he quietly let go of Zhou Zihang's hand, and a pill fell directly from his palm into the wine bottle.
The next moment, it had completely melted into the wine.
However, Zhou Zihang did not notice this. He was drinking and talking about his own thoughts, and Zhang Wu kept agreeing with him. He didn't pay any attention and was only concerned with drinking and talking.
Soon, Zhou Zihang's thoughts became increasingly chaotic, and after a short while, he collapsed to the ground and fell into a coma.
Zhang Wu, who had been smiling, suddenly fell silent. He stood up, looked down at Zhou Zihang with mockery in his eyes, and kicked him, but found that he still didn't react.
Zhang Wu then sneered, "What an idiot! I wish all rich people were this gullible; then making money would be so easy, perfect!"
As he spoke, Zhang Wu's gaze drifted upstairs.
There, Chen Siyue, whom Zhou Zihang had brought back, was probably sleeping and resting upstairs. Zhang Wu's eyes were filled with lewdness and sleaziness. Although the two of them were a bit stupid, Chen Siyue was indeed very beautiful and captivating.
After glancing at the unconscious Zhou Zihang, Zhang Wu went straight upstairs.
Meanwhile, upstairs in her room, Chen Siyue was lying on her bed, sobbing softly. She had actually been awake for a while, but seeing the injuries on her body made her unable to hold back her tears.
"Waaaaah..."
"Why, why me..."
Chen Siyue was crying her eyes out and didn't notice the door suddenly opening until the footsteps behind her drew closer—Chen Siyue finally noticed the strange noise.
She instinctively turned her head, but Zhang Wu's lustful face was already in her sight. Chen Siyue only had time to scream in terror, but the next moment she was pressed down on the bed, and Zhang Wu knelt on it, pressing Chen Siyue down with one hand.
"Get out of here! Get out of here!!!"
"What are you yelling for? You can scream your lungs out and no one will come to save you!"
Chen Siyue was completely dumbfounded. Boundless fear almost overwhelmed her. No matter how many thoughts she had, she was still afraid of this kind of thing.
She couldn't help but shout, "Are you crazy, Zhang Wu? You'll go to jail! Don't do anything stupid! You—"
"Hehe, what a joke."
Zhang Wu grinned maliciously: "I'll sleep with you, and at worst I'll just throw that kid downstairs on the bed. He's unconscious anyway. Whatever happens, it's up to me to make up a story. Do you dare tell anyone, girl?"
"If you get messed up by Zhou Zihang, you can still get some benefits. But if I get messed up by you, you know what the benefits will be if word gets out, right?"
"Alright, stop fucking struggling, let me have some fun."
Chen Siyue was now completely devoid of thought. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She wanted to resist, but she was utterly powerless, feeling as if she had lost all her strength...
It was as if endless despair and fear completely enveloped her.
But just as Zhang Wu was about to reach out, a rapid knocking sound suddenly came, interrupting his actions. Zhang Wu didn't want to pay attention, but fearing something might go wrong, he could only mutter a curse under his breath before getting up.
Seeing Chen Siyue with tears streaming down her face, Zhang Wu tied her up with the rope he had prepared beforehand before going to the door.
When the door opened, Zhang Wu was taken aback.
Standing at the door was a cool-looking girl dressed in a motorcycle outfit, slowly chewing gum and blowing out a big bubble: "I'm here to find Brother Hang."
"He's not here. I'll tell him when he gets back."
Zhang Wu casually gave a perfunctory reply and tried to close the door.
But just then, a moment before he closed the door, Ruan Qing'an noticed that on one of the scattered wine bottles in the living room, the glass surface reflected the scene of the living room, and there was half a person in it.
It's Zhou Zihang.
Her face darkened, and she reached out to block the door.
"I saw him! What exactly are you trying to do?!"
"..."
Zhang Wu's previously maintained friendly demeanor vanished the moment he heard those words, and he coldly stared at Ruan Qing'an: "If you'd just left obediently, now—"
"You can't leave now, even if you want to!"
The next moment, Zhang Wu suddenly reached out and grabbed Ruan Qing'an, trying to drag her into the room by force, his face contorted and grotesque.
A surge of instinctive panic welled up inside her, but Ruan Qing'an forcibly suppressed it. Just then, the male voice in her mind rang out as she had wished.
It was a sigh that sounded almost like helplessness.
"Host, you dare to come directly to my door because you know I will speak up for you? You really are... fearless."
"Then, follow my instructions."
"Rest assured, leave everything to me."
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