New Year's Eve Gossip

Just as Ling Jinyu thought she was going to die here today, a beam of light suddenly lit up directly in front of her.

Click! The familiar sound of a camera shutter rang out, followed by a crisp female voice. "How was it? Did you get it?"

Ling Meiyu abruptly let go and turned around, staring at the extra people in disbelief. "Who are you? Where's Wang Zhibiao? You broke into a private residence! I'm calling the police!"

Chu Xiyue walked into the room, and an attentive bodyguard snapped on every light inside. The room instantly became as bright as day.

"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Chu, as in 'surrounded on all sides.' You can also call me Lei Feng."

"Your lover has already been knocked unconscious with one punch by my bodyguard. Tsk, middle-aged greasy men who never work out are nothing but flab and fat. He couldn't even take one punch. He should be tied up in some little corner by now."

"Your criminal actions just now were recorded by my bodyguard. You don't need to call the police—I already did it in advance. No need to thank me. My name is Lei Feng, and I enjoy helping others."

Ling Meiyu's expression changed. Her first instinct was that she couldn't let them take Ling Jinyu away. If Ling Jinyu was taken away, she would be finished.

"Don't come closer!" Ling Meiyu brandished the fruit knife. "Get out, or I'll kill her!"

"Alright, alright, I won't come any closer." Chu Xiyue raised both hands in surrender, then lowered them and took two steps back.

Ling Meiyu relaxed slightly. But in that split second, one of Chu Xiyue's bodyguards lunged forward, seized Ling Meiyu's hand holding the weapon, and smoothly threw her over his shoulder, slamming her hard