Listening to the words of her former classmates, Chu Shiyao not only felt heartbroken, but also furious, "Shut up, I must be blind, how could I have friends like you?"

A nurse snorted, "Yaoyao, don't yell at me. What we are saying is for your own good. To be honest, if Young Master Zhang wasn't uninterested in us, you wouldn't have the chance to pick up such a big bargain today."

Chu Shiyao was infuriated to the extreme, feeling waves of nausea. She adjusted her breathing, suddenly quickened her pace, ran to the door, and grabbed the doorknob, wanting to escape from here.

However, she tried several times but couldn't open the door, apparently, it was locked by someone.

Zhang Jinghui laughed loudly, "From the beginning, you kept backing toward the door. Did you really think I couldn't tell? Don't waste your effort. No one will come to help you, even if an Immortal came, it wouldn't work!"

Seeing Zhang Jinghui's confident demeanor and the door that wouldn't open, Chu Shiyao panicked completely. She turned her gaze to those three former classmates and shouted loudly, "Don't any of you have a conscience? Do you really want to watch me being bullied?"

None of the three women spoke, their gazes avoiding contact with Chu Shiyao. No matter what, after all, they had been classmates with Chu Shiyao once, persuading her was one thing, but letting her be assaulted right in front of their eyes was another.

However, compared to their friendship with Chu Shiyao, they didn't want to offend these two wealthy young masters in the room, hoping for more interactions and benefits from them.

Seeing Chu Shiyao at a dead end, Zhang Jinghui slowly closed the distance between them.

The more defiant Chu Shiyao was, the more excited and smug Zhang Jinghui felt. Such a wild mare was truly rare. He had never met a woman who couldn't be swayed by money. Taming such a woman was fun.

Standing just a few steps away from Chu Shiyao, Zhang Jinghui grinned and said slowly, "Nurse Chu, today I gave you enough face, I advise you to stop opposing me. As long as you obediently stay with me for a month, I won't mind what happened earlier. I'll still keep my word, and you'll get the one million. How about it?"

"Get lost!"

Chu Shiyao cursed angrily, praying inwardly for Chu Ge to come quickly, while her eyes scanned around, searching for anything that might help her defend herself. No matter what, she couldn't let Zhang Jinghui succeed.

After a quick scan, Chu Shiyao suddenly pushed Zhang Jinghui hard and rushed to the tea table, picking up a fruit knife from the fruit plate, the blade pointed directly at Zhang Jinghui's face.

Gripping the handle tightly, Chu Shiyao stared at Zhang Jinghui and shouted, "Let me go! Let me go now! Otherwise, even if it costs my life, I will never let you touch me!"

Seeing Chu Shiyao actually picking up a knife, Zhang Jinghui's face turned extremely ugly. He regretted being careless and giving her this chance.

But still, he was a man, and there were several pairs of eyes watching him. He didn't want to back down, if he cowered because of a knife-wielding woman, he would lose face.

Zhang Jinghui squinted his eyes cautiously and continued to take steps forward. Just as he was about to say something harsh, Chu Shiyao shouted again, "Don't come over! I'm warning you! Don't forget I'm a nurse who studied medicine!"

Zhang Jinghui snorted coldly, "So what if you're a nurse? I've played with nurses before!"

Chu Shiyao, too, was fiercely determined, swinging the fruit knife with her right hand, and snatching up a wine bottle with her left hand. With a "crack," she smashed it on the tea table, the bottle shattered with glass falling all over, adding to her imposing presence.

This time, seeing the fierce Chu Shiyao with a broken bottle in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, Zhang Jinghui genuinely felt a bit eerie.

The three nurses in the room also didn't expect Chu Shiyao to become so terrifying when fierce, all letting out a scream, even the other playboy was stunned.

"So what if I'm a nurse? Let me tell you! I always get full marks in my anatomy classes. Do you believe that I can stab you more than twenty times, avoiding vital spots each time, leaving you with agony worse than death and only minor injuries for forensic evaluation?"

Zhang Jinghui frowned, glancing at the other three with a questioning look.

The three nurses, who were former classmates of Chu Shiyao, knew she was telling the truth, nodding in fear.

When Chu Shiyao smashed the bottle, Zhang Jinghui already felt quite eerie. Hearing what she said now, he did feel somewhat panicked.

"Come on! Didn't you want to touch me? Try it!"

Chu Shiyao furrowed her brows and shouted, gripping the knife in her right hand, and hurled the bottle with her left hand at Zhang Jinghui. Zhang Jinghui dodged hurriedly, the sharp, jagged bottle flew past his ear with a "shush," smashing against the box room wall with a "crack," and shattered glass clattered to the ground.

Having thrown one bottle, Chu Shiyao picked up another, smashing it on the tea table again, turning it into another sharp weapon.

"Alright, alright! I'll let you go! Don't be impulsive!"

Originally, Zhang Jinghui was a bit hesitant, but this time he was really scared. He came here to have fun with women, not to risk his life. With Chu Shiyao's current ferocity, he wasn't confident he could subdue her without getting hurt.

With his hands, he made a submissive downward gesture. Zhang Jinghui slowly retreated to the door and shouted, "Open the door."

Upon hearing their master's command, the two bodyguards at the door immediately opened it. They glanced into the room, were momentarily stunned, and then quickly shielded Zhang Jinghui.

"Grab her for me!" With bodyguards by his side, Zhang Jinghui regained confidence, a smug expression reappearing on his face, and he immediately shouted.

The two bodyguards approached Chu Shiyao upon receiving the order. Since they made their living as bodyguards, they naturally had some skills. Even though Chu Shiyao looked quite fierce and well-prepared, they didn't take such a young girl seriously.

Seeing these two tall and strong bodyguards, Chu Shiyao grew increasingly terrified. She repeated what she said earlier, but unfortunately, these bodyguards weren't like the pampered Young Master Zhang Jinghui and were not so easily intimidated. They continued closing in on her from left and right.

Retreating step by step, Chu Shiyao suddenly found herself cornered. Her back was against the wall. Gritting her teeth, determined to do whatever it took to protect herself, she smashed a broken wine bottle towards the bodyguard on her left and stabbed a fruit knife at the one on her right.

The bodyguard on the left snorted disdainfully, wanting to show off some of his skills in front of the master. Without dodging or evading, he calculated the bottle's trajectory and slapped it away.

With a loud "snap," the wine bottle that was aimed at the bodyguard was knocked back, slashing Chu Shiyao's left hand, causing bright red blood to gush out.

As for the bodyguard on the right, it was even easier for him. He extended a big hand and immediately grasped Chu Shiyao's wrist. With a slight exertion of force from his fingers, Chu Shiyao cried out in pain, and the fruit knife clattered to the ground.

"Help! Is anyone there! Help!"

Without any weapons to protect herself, Chu Shiyao was utterly helpless and could only scream out with all her might. Unfortunately, by then, Zhang Jinghui had already closed the private room's door. In this soundproof environment, her voice could not be heard outside at all.

"Hahaha! Interesting! So interesting! How can you be so interesting?"

Seeing the situation under his control again, Zhang Jinghui burst into laughter, pinching his chin with one hand while reaching toward Chu Shiyao's face with the other.

But before his fingers could touch Chu Shiyao's face, he suddenly let out a miserable scream. Cold sweat burst out on his forehead, his facial features almost twisted together, and he clutched his groin, doubling over.

Chu Shiyao, in desperation, instinctively raised her leg and kicked, landing precisely on Zhang Jinghui's vital area. The kick was powerful enough to buy her the opportunity to escape.

With no time for further thought, Chu Shiyao desperately ran towards the door. Just as she turned the doorknob, a bodyguard of Zhang Jinghui grabbed her hair from behind.

Just as despair welled up in Chu Shiyao's heart, she saw through the crack in the door a figure she had been longing for, finally arriving.

"Brother Chu!"

Chu Shiyao's eyes lit up, and she let out a joyous shout. Immediately, she heard a "thump" as the door hit, and the pain in her scalp vanished.

Kicking away the bodyguard who had grabbed Chu Shiyao's hair, Chu Ge held her shoulder, shielding her with his body. He glanced around the room before turning back to look at Chu Shiyao.

A moment ago, Chu Ge hadn't noticed, but now he saw that Chu Shiyao's left hand was bleeding considerably, still dripping onto the floor. Luckily, the wound wasn't severe, and even without treatment, it wasn't too big an issue.

Even so, Chu Ge was already quite furious.

"Brother Chu, you finally came."

Seeing Chu Ge, Chu Shiyao finally let out a long sigh of relief, feeling both grateful and terrified, her body slightly weak.

Chu Ge supported Chu Shiyao, letting her stand shoulder to shoulder with him. His gaze turned again to the few people in the room, and he said lightly, "Mm, I'm here now, so it's fine. They bullied you, didn't they?"

"Yes! They all bullied me! Especially the one clutching his groin; he just tried to assault me!"

Upon hearing Chu Ge's voice, Chu Shiyao felt extraordinarily secure, and all her grievances and anger surged up as she pointed at Zhang Jinghui.

Chu Ge slightly nodded, his gaze cold as he stared at Zhang Jinghui's face, which was still sweating coldly.

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