"Su Ding, please don't be angry."
Jin Miaomiao stepped forward with a smile, gloating at Su Ding. "Aren't they telling the truth? You climbed your way up by seducing my cousin."
"Jin Miaomiao, you still haven't changed!"
Su Ding reprimanded coldly, turning to leave in anger.
Zhang Jing walked over, playing the peacemaker, and stood beside Su Ding. She looked at Jin Miaomiao and said, "Miaomiao, don't be like this. Sister Su Ding might have her own difficulties."
"Zhang Jing, whose side are you on?"
Jin Miaomiao strode forward aggressively, roughly pulling Zhang Jing over. Zhang Jing was yanked so hard she nearly fell.
Immediately after, she haughtily raised her wine glass and poured it onto Su Ding's face.
"Bitch!"
She laughed wildly and provocatively. "Come on, everyone, let's see the big star's wet T-shirt show! Zhao Cheng, didn't you want to see?"
The guy who had spoken earlier leered as he approached. "She's beautiful even without makeup."
Su Ding's icy eyes flashed with frost. She stepped forward to slap him, but the guy grabbed her wrist and gave her a dismissive shove.
"You bastard!"
Su Ding violently shook off the guy and used her fighting skills to strike his inner forearm.
Zhao Cheng cried out in pain and stumbled back. "What the hell! This chick is hot, and she actually knows some moves."
"Zhao Cheng, don't let us look down on you."
A guy called out, "Can't even handle a woman?"
Jin Miaomiao crossed her arms, drinking and smiling. "Don't hold back. Haven't you always wanted to taste a big star? Go ahead."
Encouraged by his companions, Zhao Cheng's blood boiled.
Su Ding's face was wet, and the crystalline liquid that dripped down her face carried a rich aroma of wine, making her even more irresistibly alluring.
She was too beautiful.
"Sister Su Ding, let me serve you tonight."
Zhao Cheng leered as he advanced, his hands making grasping motions in the air, looking every bit the hooligan.
Jin Miaomiao, seeing this, turned her face away in disgust.
"Zhao Cheng, you're truly disgusting. Can you do it or not?"
Leaning against the counter, she watched Zhao Cheng's lascivious expression and felt a wave of nausea herself, prompting her to urge him on.
Hearing this, Zhao Cheng lunged at Su Ding!
Su Ding formed her hands into fists, deftly evading his lunge, and swung a punch straight at Zhao Cheng's face!
Amidst his cries of pain, she forcefully kicked his knee pit, forcing him to his knees.
Then, she slapped him across the face.
Simultaneously, she grabbed the back of his collar, using leverage to fling him towards Jin Miaomiao, who was not far away!
"Ah~"
Zhao Cheng, shocked and in pain, was thrown uncontrollably into Jin Miaomiao.
Jin Miaomiao, wearing high heels, was hit by the sudden weight and fell directly to the ground, wailing. "Damn it, Zhao Cheng, are you trying to die—"
Su Ding ignored their ensuing commotion, scanned the people present with a cold gaze, and turned to leave with a chilling aura.
After she left, Zhang Jing quickly went to help Jin Miaomiao up. "Miaomiao, are you okay?"
"Hmph, are you blind? What kind of stupid question is that!"
Jin Miaomiao stood up angrily and kicked Zhao Cheng hard. "Useless!"
Zhao Cheng's eyes were bruised, and his legs felt weak. He staggered behind them, putting on a pained smile. "She's really something."
"Something your head!"
Jin Miaomiao was furious. She had intended for Su Ding to embarrass herself publicly and become a laughingstock.
Now, she was the one who had become the joke.
Zhao Cheng smiled apologetically and sat beside Jin Miaomiao. "Miss Jin, I'm so sorry. I was useless. I'll punish myself with a drink."
He then downed a glass of wine readily.
Jin Miaomiao looked at the classmates present. They were all currying favor with her because of her status as a member of the Jin family. Seeing this, they quickly said, "Miaomiao, don't be angry."
"I've got a video of Su Ding's embarrassment from earlier. It's complete!"
A classmate quickly produced a camera. "She fell from the moment she entered, and then we teased and taunted her. Haha, it's all recorded."
"Let me see." Jin Miaomiao took the camera and watched, her expression only slightly improving.
She popped out the memory card, glanced at everyone, and said, "Alright, let's all drink."
Everyone quickly cheered in support.
Jin Miaomiao glanced at the time. It was already this late; why hadn't Yiyi arrived yet?
Su Ding had already left.
She had missed all the good parts; what a shame.
"Zhang Jing, bring me my phone." She looked at Zhang Jing with disdain. Zhang Jing quickly picked up the phone and handed it to Jin Miaomiao, looking timid.
As Jin Miaomiao dialed Tang Yiyi, she lectured Zhang Jing, "Were you trying to rebel just now? You actually sided with Su Ding?"
Zhang Jing lowered her head, her face filled with fear. "I, I thought if she stayed longer, we could continue to mock her."
"Is that so?" Jin Miaomiao asked doubtfully.
"Really," Zhang Jing raised her eyes, her gaze full of loyalty. "Miaomiao, I've always considered you a good sister. How could I help Su Ding?"
Jin Miaomiao snorted. "Pour me some wine!"
Zhang Jing quickly said, "I'll open another bottle. Okay, Miaomiao, please forgive me~ I'll pour you wine right now."
"Hmph, go ahead."
Jin Miaomiao dismissively sent her off. Just then, Tang Yiyi's call connected.
She asked displeasedly, "Yiyi, what's going on? You're still not here? Su Ding has already left."
"Ah, I, I'm sorry, Miaomiao. I was about to come out, but suddenly I felt a stomachache. I have gastroenteritis; it's so uncomfortable. I was just about to call and tell you."
Tang Yiyi spoke softly, her voice carrying a hint of pained weakness.
"Gastroenteritis?" Jin Miaomiao's anger immediately subsided upon hearing this. "Are you okay now?"
"It still hurts a lot. I'm on my way to the hospital. I should be okay. My stomach hasn't been good lately; I'll get some medicine and be fine," Tang Yiyi said.
Jin Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright then, don't come tonight. Rest well, and I'll talk to you about tonight tomorrow."
"Mhm, mhm, you have fun. I'm fine," Tang Yiyi said understandingly.
Jin Miaomiao agreed and hung up the phone.
She picked up the wine Zhang Jing handed her and took a swig, suppressing the dissatisfaction in her heart.
She didn't notice Zhang Jing gripping the wine bottle tightly with a nervous expression, her gaze towards Jin Miaomiao complex.
"Hey, Zhang Jing, pour me a glass of that wine too."
Zhao Cheng saw the new red wine and called out. His face was flushed from drinking with his companions; he was clearly drunk.
Zhang Jing quickly poured for the guys who were drinking.
A few girls, seeing that it was getting late, got up to leave. "Miaomiao, it's late. We're going back."
Jin Miaomiao frowned. "Why go back? Stay here tonight. I've already had the servants prepare several empty rooms."
A guy whistled. "Wow, we can stay overnight!"
Jin Miaomiao raised her eyebrows proudly. "Of course. My house is so big; where wouldn't there be room for you to stay?"
The few girls hesitated for a moment, saying their parents were quite strict.
Jin Miaomiao was somewhat disappointed and waved her hand, looking at the remaining four guys and five girls. "You guys should stay overnight."
These few were indifferent and said in unison, "Great! We won't go home until we're drunk!"
"We won't go home until we're drunk!"
Everyone started drinking drunkenly again. Some collapsed directly on the floor, while others staggered and slurred, "I can still drink!"
Time slipped by, and soon, the entire large living room was filled with fallen bodies.
Except for Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing's expression was tense, her hands and feet even numb with panic.
She carefully glanced at her drunken classmates on the floor. Some were still babbling incoherently, while others slept soundly, all unconscious.
Then, she pretended to be drunk and stumbled into the bathroom.
Not long after, a 'Su Ding' walked in through the front door.
Her hair was similar to Su Ding's, and even her clothes were the same color. She walked directly into the living room, struggling to drag the people lying drunk on the floor into the house.
In her haze, Jin Miaomiao seemed to see Su Ding supporting her and leading her inside.
She was so drunk and muddled, her mind a mess. She instinctively pushed the woman away and slurred, "Su... Su Ding, what are you doing here?"
'Su Ding' kept her head down, dragging her arm into the house without a word.
Jin Miaomiao's body was limp, and she couldn't push her away. Her vision was blurring. "Don't think... *hic*... Don't think that by helping me, I'll accept you..."
She was almost dragged onto the bed by 'Su Ding', muttering, "Impossible, I just wanted Yiyi... Yiyi to be my sister-in-law..."
"Yiyi, heh."
'Su Ding' heard this and looked mockingly at the girl on the bed, whose consciousness was fading. She let out a disdainful snort.
A friend, when faced with a conflict of interest, can never truly discern if they are human or a ghost.
Jin Miaomiao lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
'Su Ding' went out again and, with great effort, dragged the remaining four men into a room, then slowly retreated, put on gloves, and locked the door.
Before long, Jin Miaomiao felt her body burning all over and woke up with a groan.
Her head was dizzy, and she had no strength. An unusual sensation surged through her body, making her breath rapid.
When she managed to open her eyes, she saw four naked men in the dark room, all staring intently at her...
"No, don't—"
A terrified, agonizing scream echoed through the room.
The scorching heat, surging lust, and soft, fragrant flesh instantly consumed all human reason.
Primal urges allowed the men to plunder wantonly, and the girl's piercing screams became an aphrodisiac for their evil deeds.
The dark night concealed all their sins.
The night was exceptionally long.