The Peninsula chaebol started by rescuing Samsung's little princess.

Chapter 96 is that simple.

As night fell and the city lights came on, Lee Boo-jin still hadn't gone home.

But this is a good thing for Im Woo-jae, as he can go out with peace of mind.

In fact, even if Lee Boo-jin finds out, so what?

Ever since the day he was brutally beaten by Lee Kun-hee, he has been filled with hatred for this family!

He hated that everyone in this family looked down on him!

He hates his wife and secretly despises himself!

He hated that his life had been ruined like this!

So, from that day on, he began to let himself go.

Anyway, his wife doesn't talk to him anymore, so no one cares if he goes out to have fun.

Recently, he has become obsessed with female celebrities, and he has rediscovered his long-lost masculine vigor from their glamorous bodies.

Just then, Jang Ja-yeon messaged him today, which made him feel like he was being scratched by a cat.

This woman's delicate appearance only intensifies his desire!

Im Woo-jae visited TheContents again. Kim Seung-hoon wasn't there, but Yoo Chang-ho was.

"Is Ziyan here today?"

"Of course, I'm already waiting in the room!"

Liu Changhao quickly smiled.

Ren Youzai nodded and walked straight in.

Only after Ren Youzai left did Liu Changhao secretly spit out a curse: What a piece of trash, just a good-for-nothing who relies on a woman, yet he dares to look down on me?

When Im Woo-jae knocked on the door, he was immediately struck by the sight of Jang Ja-yeon wearing a white dress.

So he immediately hugged the other person.

"Mr. Ren, no!"

However, Zhang Ziyan, who was usually very obedient, actually broke free from his embrace this time.

What does that mean?

Hmm, shall we play this today?

This really got Lim Woo-jae even more excited!

"Hahaha, go ahead and yell, it won't do you any good even if you yell until your throat is hoarse!"

While cooperating by shouting loudly, Ren Youzai reached out to grab Zhang Ziyan.

He didn't grab her, but only her long skirt.

With a "rip", Im Woo-jae tore off a section of Jang Ja-yeon's long dress.

"Whoa!"

The quality of this long dress is just... amazing!

It's the same with the quality of stockings. If they can't be torn, can they be called high-quality stockings?

Jang Ja-yeon's resistance further fueled Im Woo-jae's animalistic instincts. He pounced on Jang Ja-yeon and pinned her down on the bed.

However, while he was doing whatever he wanted, he was completely unaware that there was a camera running on the dark windowsill, hidden by a curtain.

"No! Help!"

Inside the Shilla Hotel president's office, an inappropriate sound suddenly rang out. Fortunately, the office was well soundproofed, otherwise Lee Boo-jin's image would have been ruined.

"Bang!"

Seeing the appalling scenes in the video, Lee Boo-jin slammed her hand on the table in anger.

"What's wrong? Does your hand hurt?"

Seeing this, Li Haorong took her hand and asked with concern.

Lee Boo-jin, who was initially furious, calmed down considerably upon seeing Lee Ho-young's expression.

"Is this the time to be concerned about your hands? Where did you get this video?"

As she spoke, she quietly withdrew her hand.

"I had someone secretly film him, but it wasn't me framing him. This isn't the first time he's done something like this!"

Li Haorong shrugged.

Lee Boo-jin kept observing Lee Ho-young's expression, and only felt somewhat relieved after confirming that he wasn't lying.

"What do you want to do?"

"I should be asking you, Fu-jin unnie, what do you want to do?"

Faced with Lee Ho-young's question, Lee Boo-jin paused for a moment, but quickly made up her mind and said, "I want a divorce!"

"Okay, I'll help you!"

Li Haorong had been waiting for these words.

As is well known, Seoul's nightclubs are mainly concentrated in three areas: Hongdae, Itaewon, and Gangnam.

But how could Im Woo-jae possibly go to Hongdae, where young people gather, or Itaewon, where tourists are more numerous, which are low-end venues?

He naturally goes to high-end venues befitting his status, such as nightclubs in Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam District.

This place has become one of the most famous nightclubs in Gangnam District because of the frequent appearances of celebrities.

Besides seeing Jang Ja-yeon, Im Woo-jae also frequents nightclubs for pleasure.

After all, the prices for celebrities are too high, so they can't go often!

"Brother Ren, the usual place today?"

As soon as he entered the nightclub, someone came up to him; it was the bar's marketing team.

Ren Youzai nodded, and the other party immediately led him to the private room upstairs.

"Not many people in the store today?"

Upon arriving on the second floor, Ren Youzai discovered that, unlike the first floor, many of the private rooms on the second floor were empty.

"It's weekdays, after all, and some customers have made reservations but haven't arrived yet!"

The other party offered an explanation, and Ren Youzai, without suspecting anything, continued walking towards his private room.

However, when he pushed open the door, he found several burly men sitting inside the private room.

Before he could speak, he was shoved in from behind.

Then, two people in the private room came forward and pinned him down on the coffee table.

"What are you doing? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my wife is?"

"Of course, it's Im Woo-jae!"

The man with the powerful hairstyle in front of him said calmly.

"You know that, yet you still won't let me go? Do you want to die?"

"You've been caught! You pretty boy, you still dared to do that kind of thing, you're really courting death!"

"Who raped the woman?"

Ren Youzai was completely confused.

The man turned on his DV camera and started playing a video of him and Zhang Ziyan.

"This—this is defamation, she did it willingly—"

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man slapped him across the face: "Voluntary? Why are you yelling 'no' so loudly? Didn't you hear me?"

"I----"

Seeing the other party's imposing manner, Im Woo-jae immediately backed down.

"How much do you want?"

"Money? Who do you think you are?"

With that, the man pulled out a piece of paper and placed it in front of him. "Sign!"

By the light, Im Woo-jae could see that what was written on the paper was: a divorce agreement.

He reacted instantly and said, "You were sent by Fu Zhen? I won't sign—"

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man slapped him again.

"You won't sign? Do you have the right to say no?"

You'd better think this through. If you don't sign, it's like rape, and you'll be in jail for 10 years!

However, at this moment, Im Woo-jae also became defiant, shouting, "So what if it's 10 years? I'll stand in jail, I'll just wait it out with her!"

"Snapped!"

Another slap landed, and the man continued, "You really are an idiot! You think you can stay in there comfortably for 10 years?"

Do you know how the people in prison deal with female rape offenders? They beat up anyone who comes near!

"We won't even need to lift a finger; you might just die from illness inside, or be driven to suicide because you can't take it anymore!"

"hiss----"

Hearing the other party's threat, Im Woo-jae was truly frightened this time, because what he said was entirely possible, and it was not too simple!

"How about it? Sign now, and you'll get 100 billion, enough to live a comfortable life for the rest of your days!"

Seeing that Im Woo-jae was still struggling with his decision, the man looked impatient.

"Alright, I'll give you three numbers. Sign it or not, give me a straight answer! Three, two, —————"

Before he could even finish saying "one," Im Woo-jae hurriedly said, "I'll sign, I'll sign!"

Finally, Im Woo-jae gave in.

"Snapped!"

However, the man still slapped him.

"I already said I signed it, why are you still hitting me?"

"Who told you to speak so slowly? Sign it now, or I'll hit you!"

Meanwhile, all of this was being viewed on a laptop in the next booth.

"I didn't expect Jeon Jun-wook to be so good at playing bullies?"

Looking at the screen where her husband had signed his name, Lee Boo-jin felt a little dazed, unsure whether to be happy or disappointed.

"That's right, I told you, this guy's a professional! Yeah, except for games!"

Li Haorong, who was standing next to him, said with a smile.

"Thanks!"

Lee Boo-jin suddenly looked at Lee Ho-young and said sincerely.

"Don't be polite with me, dealing with him is just a piece of cake!"

Lee Boo-jin suddenly spoke up.

"Want to have a drink with me?"

"Great! We should definitely open some champagne today. This is a bar; we may not have much else, but we'll have plenty of drinks!"

"No need, I brought it!"

Lee Boo-jin called out to Lee Ho-young, who had just stood up, and took a bottle of red wine out of her bag.

"This is something I've treasured for a long time!"

"Great! I'm in luck to taste your treasured wine!"

Soon, the cork was opened, and Lee Boo-jin poured a glass for each of the two wine glasses.

"Cheers!"

Lee Boo-jin picked up a glass of red wine and said to Lee Ho-young.

"Cheers! Congratulations to Sister Fu-jin on her new lease on life!"

After saying that, Li Haorong tilted his head back and drank all the wine in one gulp.

But when he put down his glass, he found that Lee Boo-jin hadn't drunk it. Just as he was wondering what was going on, he suddenly felt dizzy and quickly lost consciousness.