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Shu could hardly imagine the consequences if she and Cheng Zhou hadn't come today; the thought was too terrifying to contemplate, and her eyes reddened as she felt tears welling up. Yun Li was so frightened that she couldn't utter a single word. Although no tears fell, her eyes were red, and her body trembled, making it difficult for her to walk steadily.
In that moment, she truly realized the vast disparity of power between men and women. That force surged forward like an unstoppable tide, impenetrable as a fortress, and no matter how much she fought back, it wouldn't budge. Unless Wu Yan was there, but the girl had no access to the dangerous side of Wu Yan; every part of her was a weakness.
At the police station, Yun Li managed to stay composed while completing her statement without breaking down emotionally. Cheng Zhou took them to a safe place afterward, but once they arrived, Yun Li could no longer hold it together and collapsed on the ground, trembling and crying.
Shu held her at the door, comforting her for a long time. Cheng Zhou stayed outside and called Jiang Shiyu, but there was no answer on the other end. Frowning, he sent him a message.
Yun Li and Shu lay on the same bed; Yun Li remained in a state of tension. Previously, she had trouble sleeping; now, even when she finally managed to fall asleep, she would wake up in terror. Shu worried and stayed with her all night.
The next day, Yun Li took a leave of absence from work. Her love for her job had always been greater than anything else, but now she understood that in her current state, she couldn't work. Forcing herself would only lead to more harm and make it difficult for her to continue on the path of being a dancer in the future.
Jiang Shiyu had been in meetings all night long and was busy until dawn. As he got into his car to head home for some rest, he glanced at his phone. His tired expression changed instantly; his peach blossom eyes turned bloodshot from the intense workload and were now shadowed with a sinister aura that made the redness appear particularly terrifying.
He opened the surveillance video sent by Cheng Zhou. The surroundings were dimly lit, but the two figures were clear; Yun Li was being dragged away by someone. This scene struck him hard, causing him to press his fingers down forcefully on his phone.
Then the footage shifted to show Yun Li being slammed against a wall. Such violent behavior made anyone watching shudder with fear. Jiang Shiyu's heart ached as if it were being stabbed repeatedly by a sharp dagger, leaving him breathless with pain.
The temperature inside the car dropped sharply; even the driver subconsciously shivered from the chill as low pressure filled the air, making it hard for anyone to breathe deeply. He made a call to someone for assistance.
Zhao Mo had been inside for several days before finally being released. When he emerged, he walked out with his head held high, but in an instant, he was thrown into a sack by someone.
In a small alley next to the police station, when the sack was removed, he shouted out angrily, but before he could finish his sentence, he received a punch to the face.
His two teeth had been knocked out, and the pain made him feel as if his bones were breaking. The iron rod, thick as a bowl, swung against him; he wouldn’t just survive this—he’d be lucky to avoid fractures.
Does it hurt? I’m in more pain than you.
You like to throw punches, huh? You enjoy choking people? I’ll make you pay for that.
Jiang Shiyu's eyes were bloodshot, as if he were ready to kill. For days now, he had been suffering from a pain in his chest that made it hard to breathe. He was just waiting for him to come out so he could kill him openly and without hesitation.
He grabbed his hair and yanked him forward, slamming him against a pile of blue bricks. Nearby, he grabbed a brick and smashed it down on him. The scene was bloody and brutally cruel, but none of it compared to the pain in his heart.
I wouldn’t even dare touch a single strand of hair on her head, yet you have the audacity to grab her hair?
He heard the painful cry with his own ears; it was agonizing. Jiang Shiyu felt an overwhelming urge to rip him apart from the inside out, pulling out each hair one by one.
With the iron rod, Jiang Shiyu brutally broke both of his arms.
Zhao Mo was on the verge of vomiting blood, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes bulging in their sockets from the pain. He couldn’t even scream as he curled up on the ground.
Cheng Zhou watched closely and decided it was time to intervene. He forcibly restrained the frenzied Jiang Shiyu, but Jiang Shiyu had completely lost his rationality; Cheng Zhou couldn’t hold him back.
He glanced over at Chi Zhi Yu, who was leisurely smoking nearby, and scowled. "What are you doing just standing there? Come help!"
Chi Zhi Yu exhaled a puff of smoke, extinguished his cigarette, and slowly walked over to assist. Thank goodness he had called for another person; otherwise, they really wouldn’t have been able to stop him.
Zhao Mo had been reported for bribery and for assaulting multiple female subordinates. The amount involved in the bribery was substantial; his single apartment contained numerous luxury watches, jade, diamonds, and other expensive items. Logically speaking, as an advertising creative director, he shouldn’t have such wealth, but his company was owned by his brother-in-law.
When the scandal broke, the company found itself embroiled in public controversy and quickly distanced itself from him, issuing a statement that he had already ended his partnership with them and that all previous actions were solely his responsibility.
Yun Li had been staying at the Shu Family’s residence for several days without going out or checking her phone; she had no idea about the earth-shattering changes that had occurred.
Zhi informed her of the news.
Jiang Shiyu sat in the car looking at the villa. He wore a black coat with his tie missing; several buttons on his black shirt had come undone, exposing his collarbone. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he breathed heavily; his hair was disheveled and bloodshot veins filled his eyes.
He sat silently, but the rough and painful gasps in the dark environment felt exceptionally oppressive and terrifying. He hadn’t seen her yet; he could only stand as close to her as possible while the sharp pain in his chest continued relentlessly.
At that moment, he deeply regretted not eliminating Zhao Mo when he first obtained that information.
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