The man who made the suggestion smiled meaningfully at Xi Xianya and said, "I'm just afraid the pure girl beside you won't be bold enough to join us."
Zhao Jianhua chuckled and said, "What's she afraid of? We've played everything together when she's with me."
Xi Xianya glanced at these people, a bad premonition returning, and felt restless, wanting to leave.
The man who made the suggestion began to explain the rules, "We're not playing for money today. Whoever loses has to take off an item of clothing. Whoever's companion finishes taking off their clothes first has to let each of us have a turn..."
Before he could finish, a woman nestled into the man beside her and said coquettishly, "You're so bad. If you had said we'd play this big earlier, I would have dressed in more."
The man beside her was generous, taking off his jacket and draping it over her, saying, "This one counts for you too."
Another woman complained, "That's not fair."
As a result, the other men also took off their jackets and gave them to their female companions.
When Zhao Jianhua took off his jacket for Xi Xianya, she didn't take it. She found the game disgusting and refused to participate.
"Mr. Zhao, you must have something important to discuss with me. Shall we step outside?" Xi Xianya stood up and walked directly towards the door.
Zhao Jianhua's face darkened, but he still agreed, saying, "Alright." He then turned to the others and said, "We'll start later. She hasn't played these games before, I need to teach her."
The others chuckled in understanding.
This kind of game was more fun with those who were reserved. Their interest was focused on the reserved Xi Xianya, so it didn't matter if Zhao Jianhua took his time to persuade such a pure girl.
As soon as they entered the corridor outside the private room, Zhao Jianhua slapped her without explanation, "You never learn! Why do you always embarrass me in front of others!"
Xi Xianya covered half her face, looking at him in shock, "I'm not here to play with you today, I'm here to settle things with you. I got you the bottom price you wanted, and I heard you won the bid. Can you delete my video now? And from now on, we owe each other nothing!"
Zhao Jianhua pushed her against the corridor wall and said with a laugh, "Dream on! Since you're with me, as long as I don't let go, don't even think about getting rid of me."
Xi Xianya said angrily, "We had an agreement. You're not keeping your word, I'm going to sue you!"
"Go ahead and sue!" Zhao Jianhua said indifferently, "Today I'll film another video with multiple people and post it all online. Let's see who will believe you were forced then."
Xi Xianya struggled with her hands and feet, trying to hit him randomly, but he restrained her.
"I'll pay you back all the money for my mother's surgery! I don't owe you anything anymore, let me go!"
Zhao Jianhua said dismissively, "Pay me back? What about the interest? I think you'll never be able to repay it in this lifetime."
"You're a liar and a scoundrel!" Xi Xianya lifted her leg and kicked him in a vital spot.
He flinched in pain, but immediately grabbed her again, "I don't think we need to play any games anymore, let's just record!"
Xi Xianya wanted to shout for help, but he covered her mouth.
He yelled, "Xia Ming, where the hell are you!"
At this moment, the assistant who had invited Xi Xianya appeared before Zhao Jianhua and asked, "Mr. Zhao, what is it?"
"Drag this bitch to a side room and drug her!" Zhao Jianhua roared.
Xi Xianya was stunned when she heard him call his assistant's name.
Xia Ming? Wasn't that the Chinese name of the registered person at that foreign company?
Just as Zhao Jianhua was about to hand her over to his assistant, she suddenly realized something. In a moment of desperation, she bluffed, "Why did you kill my father? Zhao Jianhua, you killed my father!"
She then glared at Zhao Jianhua's assistant, "You're his accomplice!"
Zhao Jianhua's assistant felt a chill down his spine and hesitated to grab her forcefully.
Zhao Jianhua was surprised for a few seconds, then quickly regained his composure and asked, "How did you know?"
Xi Xianya felt the sky collapsing. She realized how foolish she had been, mistaking her enemy for a godfather, and even losing her virginity to him, being controlled by her enemy all along!
"It was indeed you, you beast, who killed my father!" Her eyes turned red as she stared intently at him.
Zhao Jianhua knew she was bluffing and was furious. He continued to order his assistant, "Xia Ming, what are you doing! This woman has no evidence, she's just trying to trick us. Hurry up and act!"
His assistant came back to his senses, grabbed Xi Xianya, and prepared to do as he was instructed.
Xi Xianya's eyes became hollow and lifeless, with no will to live. She saw a waiter pushing a trolley with drinks and food passing by.
She suddenly struggled fiercely, breaking free from Xia Ming, grabbed the corkscrew from a small metal bucket, and plunged it fiercely into the back of Zhao Jianhua's head, shouting, "I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
Zhao Jianhua, who had just turned around, was caught off guard. Before he could turn back, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Before anyone nearby could react, Xi Xianya sat on his back, pulled out the corkscrew lodged in the back of his head, and forcefully stabbed him several more times in the head.
He felt waves of intense pain, unable to even cry out. He hadn't expected Xi Xianya to fight to the death, thinking it would be enough to hand her over to Xia Ming.
His body convulsed, and before he could even make a sound, he lost consciousness.
At this moment, the waiter and Xia Ming reacted, grabbing Xi Xianya, while people nearby called the police.
...
Zhang Yuyun received notification from the police and went to the hospital's intensive care unit. Seeing Zhao Jianhua lying in the hospital bed, she felt no sadness, but rather a sense of satisfaction.
Zhao Jianhua's entire head was wrapped in bandages, with only his tightly closed eyes visible, and tubes inserted all over his body.
She stood by the bed in a hospital gown, a cold smile playing on her lips as she saw his current state.
This was his just deserts!
The police had briefly explained the situation to her, and she could only feign sadness, not shedding a single tear.
She had also heard about the gatherings Zhao Jianhua often had with those wealthy individuals, and the disreputable nature of such events.
However, these people usually brought along women who were accustomed to such settings. She hadn't expected him to get into such serious trouble.
Since Zhan Jiayi had told her that Zhao Jianhua was considering divorcing her, she had been busy transferring assets.
She hoped to transfer the group's funds to herself and her two sons before Zhao Jianhua noticed, as she would never be as easily bullied as Xie Zhendong's ex-wife, Feng Rou.
Now, she no longer needed to rush the asset transfer.
The doctor didn't let her stay in the intensive care unit for long. After she came out, he gave her a critical illness notice and said in a heavy tone, "Your family should be prepared. The injury is in a fatal location at the back of the head. Whether he can survive the critical period is uncertain. Even if he survives, it's uncertain if he can recover to be a normal person, but we will do our best."
Zhang Yuyun took the critical illness notice, glanced at it, and said indifferently, "I understand. We, the family, can accept any outcome."
"That's good." The doctor didn't have time to talk to her further and quickly went back to busy himself in the wards.