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"What...are you doing?"

The sudden female voice was clear and melodious. In this oppressive environment filled with bloodshed and screams, it seemed out of place, yet it was like a ray of sunlight piercing through the dark clouds, instantly illuminating Wang Hao's heart, which had fallen into an abyss.

Savior!

My savior has arrived!

Wang Hao mustered all his strength and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Three people were standing on a quiet path leading into the village not far away.

The woman at the head of the group was dressed in a black business suit; she had a graceful figure and exceptional poise.

Her stunningly beautiful face was now etched with an expression of disbelief, shock, and bewilderment.

is her!

Su Qinghuan!

It really is Su Qinghuan!

Upon seeing that face he had longed for day and night, Wang Hao's mind, which had been completely consumed by fear and excruciating pain, was instantly filled with a surge of ecstasy!

He was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw!

He arrived, bringing with him immense wealth and overwhelming power. He intended to conquer this woman with the air of a king descending upon the land.

But now, he lay on the cold ground like a dead dog with its legs broken, and this woman had become his only hope.

This stark contrast and sense of humiliation nearly drove him mad, but the instinct for survival overcame everything.

"Qinghuan! Qinghuan, save me!"

With all his might, Wang Hao roared, his voice shrill and distorted by pain and agitation, "Qinghuan! Tell them! Tell them who I am! I'm Wang Hao! I'm your man!"

He roared incoherently, trying to use this method to declare the "intimate" relationship between himself and Su Qinghuan, so that the devil in front of him who was about to break his other leg would hesitate to act rashly.

Su Qinghuan was completely stunned.

She, along with cameraman Lao Wang and assistant Xiao Li, couldn't stay in Tingyuxuan any longer than early in the morning.

As planned last night, they decided to take advantage of the good weather today to wander around the village, familiarize themselves with the environment, and scout out suitable camera positions in advance for the unprecedented ancestral worship ceremony to be broadcast live.

The black jade card that Wu Jingzhi gave her before he left had an astonishingly high level of access.

Except for the ancestral hall and a few clearly marked restricted areas, they can move freely in most parts of the village.

Along the way, they were once again amazed by the luxury and cultural heritage of Wujia Village.

Those seemingly random garden landscapes are all the work of famous artists.

The children playing by the roadside were all wearing understated, custom-made children's clothing.

They even saw a super education center built specifically for the village children, covering an area larger than their TV station headquarters, integrating teaching, entertainment, and sports.

All of this has refreshed their understanding of Wujia Village once again.

Just as they reached the vicinity of the village entrance and were preparing to return to Tingyuxuan, they heard from afar, a shrill scream and arrogant curses.

Driven by professional instinct and a touch of curiosity, Su Qinghuan, along with Lao Wang and Xiao Li, followed the sound and came over.

She initially thought it might be some kind of dispute or emergency in the village.

But she never dreamed that when she walked around the bamboo forest and saw the scene before her, she would see a sight that she would never forget.

Three luxury cars, the kind she'd only ever seen at top auto shows, were parked crookedly on the side of the road.

One of the cars, a black Cullinan, had its windows shattered and its doors wide open.

Around the convoy lay seven or eight bodyguards in black suits, each contorted in a bizarre posture, groaning in agony on the ground.

In the middle of the group of bodyguards, a man dressed in designer casual wear was being stomped on the ground, his right leg bent in a horrific way, blood staining his trouser leg.

And that man was none other than Wang Hao!

Wang Hao, that rich young man from Shanghai who had been pestering her like a fly for months, and whom she loathed to the extreme!

How did he end up here?

How did he find this place?

Su Qinghuan's mind went completely blank for a moment. She stood there, stunned, staring at the bloody and absurd scene before her, unable to utter a single word.

Old Wang and Little Li behind her were even more frightened, their faces turning deathly pale.

The security captain, who was about to stomp on the second time, paused for a moment after hearing Su Qinghuan's voice.

He slowly turned his head to look at Su Qinghuan, a questioning glint in his cold eyes.

He and another security guard both recognized Su Qinghuan.

They also knew that this was a "distinguished guest" personally acknowledged by the young master.

Now, this man lying on the ground, oblivious to his own death, is actually calling this distinguished guest by her name and even claiming to be her man?

What's going on?

Could it be... that this ignorant fool who dared to cause trouble at the entrance of Wu Family Village is Miss Su's friend?

Or... a closer relationship?

Thinking of this, the murderous aura emanating from the two security guards subsided slightly.

Rules are rules, but we still have to give face to the young master's distinguished guest.

The security captain looked at Su Qinghuan and asked in a questioning tone, "Miss Su, is this person... your friend?"

His voice pulled Su Qinghuan back to reality from her immense shock.

Su Qinghuan suddenly shuddered.

She looked at the security captain's questioning gaze, then at Wang Hao on the ground, who was looking at her with expectant and pleading eyes, and her heart sank.

She knew that every word she spoke was crucial.

If she admits to knowing Wang Hao, or even admits they are friends, she might be able to save Wang Hao's other leg for the time being.

But in doing so, she essentially tied Wang Hao, this enormous trouble, to herself, the entire production team, and even Wujia Village.

Given Wang Hao's vengeful nature, he and his Wang family will definitely not let this humiliation go unpunished after suffering such a great injustice.

At that time, Wujia Village will not be afraid, but he and Strawberry TV Station will probably have to bear the wrath of the Wang family.

But if she directly says she doesn't know him...

Looking at Wang Hao's leg, which was already a bloody mess, and his face contorted with pain, Su Qinghuan felt a pang of pity.

Although she loathed this person, she couldn't bring herself to be so cold-blooded as to watch him have his legs broken.

More importantly, she feared that her failure to help would bring even greater trouble to Wujia Village.

She knew very well how much power a wealthy family like the Wang family wielded.

She didn't want to bring any negative impact to the mysterious village that had just taken her in because of her own actions.

For a moment, Su Qinghuan found herself in an unprecedented dilemma.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Qinghuan! Speak up!" Wang Hao, lying on the ground, saw that Su Qinghuan remained silent and became increasingly anxious, shouting again, "Tell them! I'm your boyfriend! Tell them to let me go! Hurry!"

His roar was like a needle, piercing Su Qinghuan's nerves.

Boy friend?

This word made Su Qinghuan feel nauseous instantly.

It was this feeling of nausea that made her make up her mind.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and met the scrutinizing gaze of the security captain.

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