Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Xu Qingcheng was stopped by Zhuang Wei when she came out of the restroom, and he pushed her into an empty private room.

He ripped her clothes open, and the clear hickeys covering her body made Zhuang Wei's eyes turn red. "Stop pretending? You're playing so hard. I can make you feel good too."

Zhuang Wei was a little out of breath; his stamina was failing him.

He tried to cover her mouth with one hand to prevent her from screaming, but Xu Qingcheng struggled so fiercely that he could barely control her.

No matter how much gold you add to your reputation, a scumbag is still a scumbag.

She grabbed an ashtray and threw it at him without hesitation.

It hit Zhuang Wei on the shoulder, and he loosened his grip. Xu Qingcheng broke free from him and shouted at the top of her lungs.

Song Chang had just reached the location of the private room when he heard the noise and hurriedly turned back.

The door was locked from the inside, and she kicked it several times but couldn't open it.

Song Xingzhi patted her on the shoulder, and Song Chang consciously moved aside.

The man kicked him.

opened.

Song Chang raised his camera and rushed over, snapping away wildly. The shutter clicked and the flash blinded Zhuang Wei, who could only reach out to cover his face.

Xu Qingcheng put her hand on Song Chang and used her strength to get up.

Song Chang glanced at her; aside from her disheveled hair and a few buttons undone on her shirt, she was unharmed. "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Xu Qingcheng took a breath. Her heart was still pounding. It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid. She was just worried that Song Chang wouldn't make it in time.

She straightened her clothes; the buttons were broken and couldn't be fastened, and the bruises were clearly visible. Song Chang was so angry that her eyes turned red. "That scumbag."

She grabbed the cup holder on the table and was about to throw it at it.

Xu Qingcheng quickly grabbed her wrist to stop her, "Changchang, don't cause trouble."

The dealers were notoriously scoundrels, and Xu Qingcheng didn't want Song Chang to get involved with them.

She already had a lot of lice, so she wasn't afraid of being bitten.

But Song Chang is different. The Song family has a pure family tradition and has developed well in recent years.

Xu Qingcheng pressed her hand on Song Chang's camera. "Zhuang Wei, if I hand these photos over to the disciplinary committee, you'll be in deep trouble, even if you manage to get away with it. I know what Ye Chengnian is planning. I'll take responsibility if Shengshi makes a mistake, but don't even think about getting dirty water thrown at you if it's not Shengshi's problem."

Zhuang Wei narrowed his eyes, and after a moment, he rubbed his shoulder where he had been hit, his eyes hardening. "Xu Qingcheng, you fucking set me up?"

"That depends on you giving them a chance."

Zhuang Wei rushed forward to grab the camera, but Song Chang instinctively stepped forward to block Xu Qingcheng from behind.

But she was still a woman, and even the strongest woman couldn't be strong enough. With the camera strap hanging around her neck, Zhuang Wei pulled hard, causing Song Chang to stumble. The camera strap twisted into a pretzel and tightened around Song Chang's neck, choking her and making her face turn bright red.

Xu Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat, but before she could make a move, Zhuang Wei's wrist was grabbed, and he cried out in pain.

Song Chang felt her neck loosen as the camera strap swirled and came undone. Xu Qingcheng pulled her in front of him anxiously, "Changchang."

Song Chang didn't react much. Her eyes were fixed on Song Xingzhi, whose face was as cold as the water of Ancheng River in winter, chilling to the bone.

Xu Qingcheng followed her gaze.

The man flung Zhuang Wei aside, then shook his hand as if disgusted by the dirt.

He stood in front of Song Chang, and the fearless girl couldn't help but shrink back. Song Xingzhi took the camera off Song Chang's neck and stuffed it directly into Xu Qingcheng's hand, "The photos are with her. Go find her."

Xu Qingcheng, "..." Damn it!

Song Chang, "..."

Song Xingzhi placed his hand on Song Chang's head, the coldness in his eyes disappearing; he was still her little brother.

Seeing her in a daze, Song Xingzhi frowned and tapped her forehead with his finger without any politeness. "Are you lacking oxygen or your brain? Let's go."

Xu Qingcheng had been drinking and was humiliated by a scumbag. Song Chang was worried about her going back by herself, so he asked Song Xingzhi to take her back.

The Song family's driver was driving.

Song Chang took the camera that Xu Qingcheng was holding back. "I'll copy it and send you a copy. Zhuang Wei is a scumbag. He was like this in school, but he's only gotten worse after entering society. He needs to be taught a lesson."

Xu Qingcheng hummed in response but didn't say anything.

It's not that easy to teach him a lesson; the last time he bit back is still fresh in my mind.

This photo was just to let him know that she, Xu Qingcheng, was not a pushover to be bullied and manipulated by them.

The camera was taken by Song Chang.

Helping her straighten her clothes, Song Chang reached out and hugged Xu Qingcheng, offering her silent comfort, "I should chop off that scumbag Zhuang Wei's penis and feed it to the dogs."

Xu Qingcheng nudged her, "I'm fine, he didn't take advantage of me."

Song Chang glanced at her, his deep gaze landing on her chest.

Even in the dimly lit carriage, Xu Qingcheng was startled. Suddenly blushing, she reached out and pushed Song Chang's face, saying, "What are you thinking? It's not Zhuang Wei."

"Not him? Then who?" Song Chang's mind went blank for a moment, and as soon as the words left his mouth, Xu Qingcheng pinched him hard.

Miss Song hissed, then realized what she meant and said, "Don't tell me it's Fu Jingting."

Xu Qingcheng slapped her mouth, "You talk too much."

"It really is him! And you're still arguing with him? Is this guy some kind of beast? He bit me like that... Ugh, cover my mouth..."

"Keep your voice down, your little brother is up ahead." Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth and glared at her in a low voice. It's fine for the two of them to say whatever they want, but there's a third person here, and a man at that. Can't you be a little more discreet?

Song Chang understood and nodded.

Xu Qingcheng then let go, but Miss Song immediately reached out to lift her clothes.

Xu Qingcheng slapped Song Chang repeatedly with her hands.

Song Chang clicked his tongue twice and whispered to Xu Qingcheng, "After I did this to your whole body, are you in pain or enjoying it?"

"The moment I heard you ask that, I knew you were still innocent." Xu Qingcheng bit her ear in return, and then, amidst Song Chang's humming, Miss Xu suddenly raised her voice, "Song Xingzhi..."

Depend on!

Song Chang pulled Xu Qingcheng back and interrupted, "Brother, didn't you say you were going to announce his relationship with Ye Wenhan to the public at Grandma Fu's birthday party last time? What happened? Why did it suddenly fizzle out?"

Song Chang had been sulking with him for a while and hadn't spoken to him. Song Xingzhi glanced back at her, then looked at Xu Qingcheng. "Ask her."

Song Chang breathed a sigh of relief. She sat up straight and looked at Xu Qingcheng, as if to say, "This is the end of it."

I won't ask you, and you shouldn't bother me.

Xu Qingcheng opened her palm, and the two silently exchanged blows. Okay, they shook hands and made peace.

No one asked anymore.

Song Xingzhi sat in the passenger seat, rubbing his temples with his fingers.

They thought they were quiet enough.

The car stopped, and Song Xingzhi turned his head. "We're here."

Xu Qingcheng opened the car door and got out. Song Chang rolled down the window, but before he could say goodbye, the car had already driven away.

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

She looked up, her brow furrowed. This was not Jinliu Bay.

Suddenly, a piece of clothing was thrown over your back, covering your head.