They stepped closer to Shen Qianqian and Zhang Li.
Shen Qianqian was looking down at her phone, oblivious to their approach.
Zhang Li’s heart pounded in fear.
It was clear these men were here for them. The car they arrived in was worth millions—whoever was behind them had to be powerful.
She hadn’t offended anyone influential, so they probably weren’t after her.
Zhang Li glanced at Shen Qianqian.
Could they have been sent by that woman to deal with Shen Qianqian?
No.
She couldn’t let herself get dragged into Shen Qianqian’s mess!
It was too late to run now. Zhang Li’s eyes darted around before she raised a hand to her forehead.
“I—I don’t feel well. My head is spinning.”
“Qianqian, I can’t take it anymore.”
She swayed slightly, then collapsed limply to the ground.
“Zhang Li? What’s wrong with you?” Shen Qianqian stared at her, baffled.
Zhang Li lay motionless.
“Useless. Passing out after a little drinking,” Shen Qianqian sneered, giving her a disdainful nudge with the tip of her high heel.
She still hadn’t sensed the danger.
Looking down at Zhang Li, she curled her lip. “If you’re this weak, just stay here. Maybe someone will pick you up for a good time.”
Shen Qianqian turned to leave.
The two black-suited bodyguards frowned at Zhang Li’s prone form but ignored her.
They moved to block Shen Qianqian’s path.
She scowled. “What are you doing? Get out of my way!”
“Out of your way?” One of the bodyguards smirked coldly. “Come with us, miss.”
Finally realizing the threat, Shen Qianqian bolted.
“Hel—!”
The cry was cut short as a bodyguard clamped a hand over her mouth.
“Mmph—!” She thrashed wildly, but her petite frame was no match for the towering men.
They dragged her into the car.
The driver hit the gas.
Zhang Li cracked one eye open, watching the car speed away before scrambling to her feet. She sprinted home like her life depended on it.
Gulping down a glass of water, she exhaled in relief.
Thank goodness she’d been quick-witted. Otherwise, she’d have been taken too.
No way.
She’d have to stay away from Shen Qianqian for a while.
Only after a few months—once she was sure Shen Qianqian was safe—would she go back to cozying up to her.
Inside the car:
“Mmph—!” Shen Qianqian still fought like a cornered animal.
“Stay still!” A bodyguard barked.
She sank her teeth into his hand.
With a grunt of pain, he yanked his hand back, freeing her mouth.
“You can’t do this to me!” Panic flooded her voice. “Do you even know who I am? I’m the daughter of Shen Corporation’s chairman! If you lay a finger on me, my father will have you torn to pieces!”
Her jaw clenched.
How dare these lowlifes kidnap her?
“The Shen Corporation’s precious daughter, huh?” The bodyguard scoffed.
“That’s right! Scared now?” Shen Qianqian lifted her chin. “Here’s what you’ll do—let me go, then get on your knees and beg. Maybe I’ll let this slide.”
The bodyguard’s smile turned icy. “Too bad. We’re here because you’re Shen Corporation’s daughter.”
Without another word, he stuffed a cloth into her mouth.
“Mmph—!”
Now, real terror set in.
They knew who she was—and didn’t care. This was personal.
Were they using her to extort her father?
Or—her stomach twisted—did they want her?
If they touched her… if Lin Xuan found out…
He’d think she was tainted. Ruined.
She’d never have a chance with him.
Bound tightly, Shen Qianqian couldn’t fight back.
The car sped into the remote outskirts, stopping at an abandoned factory.
Dumped onto the floor, she gasped as the gag was ripped away, the ropes loosened.
“P-please!” She dropped to her knees. “I—I’ll give you money! Just let me call my father—he’ll pay anything!”
“We don’t want your damn money,” the bodyguard spat.
“You’ve got some nerve, trying to steal someone else’s man. Disgusting.”
Their mistress had finally won Young Master Lin’s heart.
For a year, she’d been happier, showering them with rewards.
They weren’t about to let some spoiled brat ruin it.
Before, they’d held back—but now, with Young Master Lin’s orders? They’d make her regret it.
“You—you’re Su Hua’s people?!” Shen Qianqian’s eyes widened.
Of course.
That fox was afraid she’d take Lin Xuan away!
Slap! A backhand sent her sprawling. “Watch your mouth.”
The reaction only confirmed her suspicions.
“You’re protecting her—she sent you!”
Slap!
Another stinging blow silenced her. Tears welled as she clutched her cheek.
Her hatred for Su Hua burned brighter.
She’d pay for this.
“L-listen,” Shen Qianqian pleaded. “H-how much did that wom—Su Hua—pay you? I’ll double it! No—ten times!”
They’d refused earlier, but everyone had a price.
“Told you. We don’t want your money,” the bodyguard said flatly.
Defying their mistress and Young Master Lin? That was suicide.
Money or their lives? The choice was obvious.
“Shen Qianqian, if you’re bold enough to chase another woman’s man, you’d better brace for the consequences.”
The bodyguards advanced.
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
