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"Ms. Wen...?"

A muffled, drunken voice came from the adjacent corridor.

Wen Qi turned her head upon hearing the sound.

A man in his twenties leaned against a pillar, his suit jacket casually draped over his shoulders.

The tie hung crookedly around her neck, and her cheeks were flushed.

He reeked of alcohol; he was clearly a drunkard.

The man's eyes lit up the moment he saw Wen Qi, and he walked towards her with unsteady steps.

The smell of alcohol wafted on the wind to Wen Qi's nose, causing her to wrinkle her nose in disgust and take a step back.

"Miss Wen, it really is you! I thought I was seeing things!" Su Bowen said excitedly, his eyes fixed on Wen Qi.

His gaze slid from the tips of her hair down to the hem of her skirt, filled with undisguised greed and infatuation.

Wen Qi gave him a once-over: "Who do you think you are?"

Su Bowen completely disregarded her attitude, instead moving closer and closer with a lewd grin: "I am Su Bowen from the second branch of the Su family. Miss Wen, we've met before."

"At the charity gala six months ago, you were wearing a purple dress, standing next to Mr. Lu. I remembered you then."

Recalling the scene, Su Bowen's eyes became even more fascinated: "The lights shone on your face that day, you were unbelievably beautiful."

Compared to you, even A-list celebrities pale in comparison. I only glanced at you once, and I can't forget you.

He also had many erotic dreams, all of which featured Wen Qi's image from the banquet hall that day.

Wen Qi was too lazy to waste time with the drunkard, her eyes full of disdain.

He turned and walked towards the entrance of the manor.

When Su Bowen saw that the beauty he had gotten was about to leave, the alcohol took effect and his courage became outrageous.

He rushed to Wen Qi in a few quick steps, spread his arms to block her way, and reached out to grab Wen Qi's arm.

His tone was flippant: "Miss Wen, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I have so many things I want to tell you privately..."

Having run into each other at his old family home, Su Bowen drank quite a bit more alcohol, which emboldened him.

Wen Qi realized Su Bowen's intention and dodged to the side.

Su Bowen missed his target, stumbled, and didn't stop.

Instead, he laughed even more ambiguously: "Miss Wen, what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? My Su family is a prominent family in City A."

What's so great about following Lu Jisheng? Following me will guarantee you a life of luxury; I guarantee you won't suffer!

As he spoke, he took another half step forward, his lust burning within him.

He opened his arms to put his arm around Wen Qi's waist.

Wen Qi smiled, a slight curve appearing on her lips.

He dodged again with a slight sidestep, and grabbed Su Bowen's wrist with his right hand.

The force was astonishing.

A piercing pain shot through him, and Su Bowen's previously hazy, drunken eyes snapped open, sobering him up considerably.

"It hurts, let go, Wen Qi, don't push your luck. You're a used woman who's been married before, what are you pretending to be, a virtuous and chaste woman..."

Su Bowen was in pain and angry, struggling to break free, before he could finish his tirade.

There was a crisp "click".

Su Bowen's screams echoed throughout the courtyard.

With a flick of her wrist, Wen Qi cleanly and decisively dislocated his arm.

Su Bowen's arm hung limply at his side, bent at an odd angle.

A cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and he clutched his shoulder, wailing, "My arm! My arm is broken! You dare to cripple my arm?!"

"You started it." Wen Qi withdrew her hand, twirling her fingers in disgust. "I was just defending myself."

"Hey, Bowen, what's wrong?"

Liu Mei, who was drinking tea in the flower hall, was so frightened by her son's scream that she dropped her teacup.

She rushed over in high heels.

My heart broke when I saw Su Bowen squatting on the ground groaning in pain.

When Su Bowen saw his mother arrive, he instantly felt he had a backer and cried even harder, making up a story: "Mom, she seduced me and wanted to get close to our Su family. When I refused, she got angry and broke my arm."

A typical mama's boy, he only knows how to shift blame and play the victim when things go wrong, but he's a master at distorting the truth.

Seeing her son clutching his shoulder and wincing in pain, Liu Mei felt heartbroken: "Son, are you alright?"

"Mom, my arm is broken," Su Bowen shouted.

Liu Mei was frantic: "Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance quickly!"

The housekeeper came running when he heard the noise, and seeing that there was a mess, he quickly took out his phone to call an ambulance.

"Mom, it's all because of this bitch," Su Bowen wailed.

Liu Mei looked up, her eyes bloodshot, and lunged at Wen Qi with bared teeth and claws.

"You shameless slut, how dare you seduce my son! Don't you know your place? You think you're worthy of clinging to the Su family? I'll scratch your face black and blue today!"

Wen Qi scoffed.

Seduce him?

This guy isn't even as good as a single hair on her head, what a disgusting person!

"You little bitch, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Liu Mei jumped up and down in anger.

"Second Young Madam, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

The butler reacted quickly and rushed forward to restrain Liu Mei: "This is an honored guest, the one who saved the old master. If she is hurt, I will not be able to explain to Young Master Xinghe and the old master."

The butler hadn't finished speaking.

Wen Qi had already stepped forward, her movements so fast that no one could react in time.

He grabbed Liu Mei's hair with one hand and pulled her up sharply, forcing her to tilt her head back.

With his other hand, he raised it and slapped the ground, attacking with both hands without mercy.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

The crisp, loud sound of a slap echoed in the courtyard.

One blow after another, delivered cleanly and decisively.

Su Bowen was stunned and forgot to wail.

He stared blankly as Wen Qi beat up his own mother.

The housekeeper froze on the spot, unsure whether to loosen or tighten his grip on Liu Mei, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

After more than a dozen slaps, Liu Mei's face instantly swelled up like a pig's head.

It was burning with pain, and my ears were ringing, almost like tinnitus.

Blood even seeped from the corner of her mouth, and it took her a while to react: "Ah—you little bitch..."

"Smack."

Wen Qi slapped her again.

Liu Mei: "You little bastard..."

"Smack."

"Small……"

"Smack."

"..."

Wen Qi raised her hand: "You curse once, I'll slap you. Don't be afraid of pain, keep going."

After saying that, he raised his hand again.

Liu Mei was rather timid; she fell silent, sobbing and daring not to curse anymore, her face covered in tears and snot, looking utterly pathetic.

Su Bowen finally came to his senses, filled with anger and fear. Enduring the excruciating pain in his arm, he charged at Wen Qi like a madman: "You dare hit my mother? I'll fight you to the death!"

Wen Qi raised her foot and delivered a side kick, landing squarely on Su Bowen's chest.

Su Bowen was already drunk and his steps were unsteady. This kick was so powerful that he was kicked back three meters.

He fell heavily to the ground, curled up in pain, and couldn't get up.

"Useless." Wen Qi scoffed, then turned and patted Liu Mei's face, which was swollen like a pig's head.

The sarcasm was palpable: "You're a piece of trash too. The older one is a piece of trash, and the younger one is a piece of trash. The whole family is worthless trash, and you still have the nerve to yell at me."