The big and burly man roared and cried in pain, his words slurred.
Meng Nianchu saw Mu Junze suddenly appear beside her. The tense string in her mind instantly loosened. She gasped for air, tightened her clothes, and staggered to her feet.
With scarlet eyes fixed on the man whose features were distorted in pain, Meng Nianchu felt a surge of hatred in her heart. She raised her hand and slapped him.
The crisp sound echoed in the huge warehouse.
"Send him to the police station!"
The man panicked immediately. He grabbed Meng Nianchu's thigh tightly and pleaded desperately, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have laid a hand on you. I shouldn't have done such a thing to you! Please don't send me to the police station. I have elderly people at home. Please don't let me go there."
Meng Nianchu glanced at the man with a contemptuous look as if he were an ant. "Don't want to go?"
"I beg you. I really can't go. Please, please."
"Alright." Meng Nianchu suddenly kicked the man away. "Take your phone and record a video saying that Meng Rong planned to have you rape me, but you couldn't bear it and refused. Also, record that you took this video and planned to tell everyone at an appropriate time."
After she finished speaking, the man was stunned.
Meng Nianchu took a deep breath, clearly losing her patience. "Unwilling?"
"I..."
"Yes!" The man nodded immediately. "Yes! I'll do whatever you say!"
Meng Nianchu took the camera on the stand. First, she coldly deleted the video on the phone of the man almost raping her and all its backups. Then she threw the phone to the man.
"Record!"
The man's hands trembled as he opened the camera, pointed it at his face, and nervously repeated every word Meng Nianchu had told him without missing a single one.
He also specifically mentioned in the video that he really hadn't done anything to Meng Nianchu.
Meng Nianchu took the phone from his hand and stuffed it into Mu Junze's pocket. Staring coldly at the man, she issued a final threat. "If you dare to tell anyone about today's incident, I'll twist your head off!"
"Got it! Got it!" The man nodded emphatically. Then he timidly glanced at the gloomy and terrifying Mu Junze and weakly asked, "Can I leave..."
"Ah!" A short scream suddenly stopped.
Mu Junze punched the man in the face, knocking him out instantly. Meng Nianchu's legs went weak and she staggered. Mu Junze quickly supported her.
Her small face was pale with fear. Mu Junze felt extremely heart - broken seeing her like this. He picked her up princess - style and quickly walked out of the warehouse.
The unconscious man was left in the dim warehouse.
On the way back to Shangting, Meng Nianchu didn't say a word. She just stared blankly out of the window, like a soulless doll.
Mu Junze was not good at expressing himself. He hesitated for a long time on the way, but in the end, he couldn't say a single word.
In Shangting, Meng's mother, who had been extremely anxious, finally saw her precious daughter after waiting for so long. She immediately rushed over, grabbed her small hand, and looked her up and down. Seeing her tattered clothes, Meng's mother was stunned for a moment.
Then she roared angrily, "Which bastard did this? How dare he treat my daughter like this! In broad daylight, he's so shameless!"
"Mom." Meng Nianchu suppressed her annoyance. "I'm fine. The mastermind behind this is Meng Rong. She hired someone to do something to me. I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears."
"Alright, I'll go upstairs first. You should have a good rest."
After saying the most important part, Meng Nianchu, exhausted both physically and mentally, walked towards the second floor.
Looking at Meng Nianchu's back, Meng's mother still couldn't recover from the shock of Meng Rong abducting Meng Nianchu and the feud between her two daughters.
"Meng Rong, this girl!"
Considering the previous incident in Singapore, after being in a daze for a while, Meng's mother was more inclined to believe that Meng Rong was indeed capable of doing such a thing. Anger rushed to her head. She gasped for air in a hurry, on the verge of having a heart - attack relapse.
Suddenly, the phone in Mu Junze's pants pocket started buzzing. Mu Junze took it out and saw the contact name. His eyebrows frowned, and then he walked directly to the study on the second floor.
"It's been so long. Didn't I tell you to finish the job as soon as possible and send me the video? It's been ages. Why haven't you made any progress!"
Meng Rong's anxious voice came from the phone receiver.
Mu Junze put his right hand in his pocket, his eyes fixed on the lights of thousands of families outside the window. A gloomy look flashed in his eyes.
Not hearing a response, Meng Rong became even angrier. She suddenly raised her voice. "Are you deaf? Can't you hear me talking to you! Have you finished the job I told you to do? Send me the video right away. You must capture Meng Nianchu's face! You promised me at the beginning. If you back out halfway, I won't give you a single cent!"
"You're quite bold." Mu Junze said coldly.
The phone went silent instantly.
After two seconds, "Junze?"
"Juhua Hotel. Let's talk in person."
After saying that, Mu Junze hung up the phone directly. Then he put the phone on the table and quickly went downstairs. Just as Meng's mother was about to go to Meng Nianchu's room with a plate of fruits, he told her, "Talk to her more." Then he quickened his pace and walked out of Shangting.
He wasn't worried that Meng Rong wouldn't go.
After all, Meng Rong would be willing to go through fire and water as long as there was a chance to see Mu Junze.
Ten minutes after Mu Junze arrived at the private room on the third floor of Juhua Hotel, Meng Rong rushed over in a hurry. When she opened the door and saw Mu Junze who had arrived earlier, a look of uneasiness appeared on her face.
"Junze, listen to me. That phone call..." Meng Rong blurted out, trying to explain, but when the words reached her lips, she didn't know what to say at all.
Feeling Mu Junze's eyes fixed on her, Meng Rong nervously averted her gaze.
"You've been causing trouble for Nianchu again and again. Didn't the last lesson teach you enough?" Mu Junze walked up to Meng Rong slowly. He grabbed her chin forcefully with his big hand, forcing her to look at him.
Meng Rong's eyes welled up with tears from the pain. "Junze, it hurts."
"Hurts? Now you know it hurts?" Mu Junze let out a cold laugh. His words were as cold as ice, sending shivers down one's spine.
A tear ran down her cheek onto Mu Junze's finger. Immediately, Mu Junze seemed to have touched something dirty. He quickly let go of his hand, took out two pieces of tissue paper, and wiped his finger disgustedly.
Seeing this, Meng Rong bit her lower lip in grievance and looked at him pitifully.
"Why do you always treat me like this, Junze? What am I inferior to Meng Nianchu? What makes her better than me that you treat me so badly! I'm the eldest daughter of the Meng family. The one who should marry you is me. Meng Nianchu just butted in. Why can she easily get your love!
"I'm being looked down upon. Why?"