This isn't the first time he's done this.
From college to now, I have managed countless women with this trick.
Drugging, video recording, threats, the process is all familiar to me.
Some were coaxed into submission by him, some were so frightened by him that they dared not say a word, and some are still giving him money and have never failed.
Especially wealthy wives who come from slums, it is best to handle them well.
This kind of woman is afraid of poverty and hardship. People who have finally climbed up are afraid of losing everything.
Song Yutang didn't speak, just stared at him coldly.
Cheng Yun laughed more and more unbridled, "The granddaughter-in-law of the richest family, the eldest mistress of Jiang Group, the vice chairman of Jiang Charity Foundation, what a long list of titles. How much are these things worth?, you know better than I do. Even if you call the police now and the matter breaks out, it won't change the fact that you and your senior in high school booked a room in a hotel. Oh, by the way, the room was booked with your ID card and you paid for the room. If the matter gets too big, it won't be good for anyone."
Song Yutang still stared at him coldly, but quietly moved his finger to the side. "I have no enmity with you, what do you want?"
Cheng Yun was a little uncomfortable when she looked at her, but he quickly regained his winning expression. "I don't want to think about anything. I just heard that Xuemei Song has had a crush on me since she was in high school. Coincidentally, you are also the only woman I have not succeeded in. Why don't I take the initiative to come to your door and relive the old dream with you?"
Song Yutang spit on his face. "Bah, who wants to relive old dreams with you?"
Cheng Yun was not angry, and slowly wiped the saliva from his face. "You are married to a vegetative person. Will it be difficult for you to live a widowed life? I am here to help you. As long as you cooperate and let me make the photos beautiful, I guarantee that these videos will only be viewed by me and will not be spread out. It will definitely not affect your identity as the young wife of the richest family."
"Then what are you planning?"
"You don't have to worry about what I'm trying to do. All you need to know is that I've photographed your debauched look just now and uploaded it to the cloud. Even if you walk out of this room now, even if you call the police now, it's a fact that you checked into a room with me, and it's a fact that you were photographed. The bigger things get, the worse it will be for you. You managed to marry into a wealthy family, and if you are kicked out like this, are you willing?"
"Ha..." Song Yutang suddenly chuckled and hooked his fingers, "Come here, I see you are indeed quite pretty."
Cheng Yun A flash of contempt flashed in his eyes.
Sure enough, the eldest young lady from a wealthy family still has a crush on herself.
Just like those little girls who had a crush on him in school.
If you fish casually, you will be hooked.
He raised a gesture that he thought was suave and came forward ambiguously, "As long as you cooperate well, if you want in the future, I will be at your disposal..."
"Go to hell." Before he could finish his words, Song Yutang had picked up the ashtray on the bedside table and hit him hard on the head.
"Ah..." Cheng Yun couldn't dodge, and the edge of the ashtray brushed against his forehead.
If he hadn't seen something wrong out of the corner of his eye and ducked to the side, his head would have been blown away.
Cheng Yun was in pain and angry, and instinctively staggered back a few steps, covering his forehead and staring at her in disbelief. "You... you dare to hit me..."
"I still want to kill you." Song Yutang sneered and got out of bed, grabbed the lamp on the bedside table, and smashed it with the wires attached.
Cheng Yun was so frightened that he took a few steps back and said angrily, "Song Yutang Are you crazy? I saved you in school back then, but you're not grateful and you beat me."
"I'll save your dad..." Song Yutang grabbed the TV remote control, telephone, water cup, and tissue box again.
Everything within her reach was smashed without falling to the ground.
Cheng Yun Although he has been hiding, his forehead, which was hit by the ashtray, has begun to bleed.
His nose was hit by a water glass again, and two nosebleeds flowed down.
He wiped it with his hand, and his face was covered with blood.
He immediately became furious and said, "Do you think you can get away? Even if you smash the camera now, it will be useless. Those videos have long been uploaded to the cloud. I still have the chat history of your date with me in the hotel on my phone. Everyone in my circle of friends knows that I am coming to see you today."
Song Yutang, you can't run away. If you cooperate well, maybe I can spare you. If you dare to take action again, I will let everyone know tomorrow that the young lady from the richest family is a bitch who backs me up."
Song Yutang's eyes turned cold and he walked towards him step by step.
Cheng Yun was forced to shrink into the corner by her, but she was still trying to show off. "You, don't come here... if you hit me again, I will send those videos out immediately. Aren't you afraid of losing your reputation? You don't want the status you have earned with so much hard work at the Jiang Family?"
Song Yutang ignored him, but bent down to pick up the broken glass pieces on the ground, and pricked his thigh hard.
But she seemed to feel no pain, staring at Cheng Yun.
"Hiss..." Cheng Yun trembled in fright, feeling terrified in his heart.
This woman...
He was actually using pain to keep himself awake.
He has manipulated so many women, but he has never encountered such a ruthless character.
I don't know why, but Cheng Yun suddenly had a premonition in his heart. Today's situation...
It seems different from usual.
The sharp pain really cleared up Song Yutang's sanity which was about to collapse. She picked up the floor lamp and beat Cheng Yun violently. "Damn it, you dare to attack me. You should be lucky that murder is illegal in this world, otherwise, I will cut you into pieces..."
Halfway through the beating, my whole body became weak again.
The heat that had finally been suppressed surged up again.
Song Yutang forced himself to punch Cheng Yun in the face with a stick, and then stabbed him hard on the thigh. He stumbled over and took his cell phone to call the driver and bodyguard, "I've been tricked. I'm in room 8866."
The driver and bodyguards are all chosen by her.
They also treated me with kindness and power, and kept me in order.
But Song Yutang still feels uneasy, always feeling that he is not one of his own.
But the current situation...
If you leave the scene quickly and go to the hospital, it is very likely that something will happen as soon as you leave this room.
If she calls the police and goes to the police station, the other party must have planned various means waiting for her.
It seems that the only thing that can help her fundamentally solve the problem is...
Brother Yan?
Almost as soon as this name came to mind, Song Yutang had already dialed his number.
If there is anyone he trusts most in the world, it must be Brother Yan.
He said, no matter when, where, no matter what happens, you can call him...
"Beep... beep... beep..."
Long busy tone.
One sound, two sounds, three sounds...
No one answered.
Song Yutang's heart sank a little bit.
She hung up and dialed again.
Still no one picked up.
All you can hear is the mechanical female voice coming from the receiver. "The number you dialed is currently unanswered..."
Song Yutang clutched the phone, disappointment pouring down like cold water, mixed with the heat surging in her body, making her internal organs hurt.
Brother Yan said.
No matter when, where, or what happens, you can call him.
But he didn't answer.
He also said that he is always there wherever he is.
Now she faces her biggest crisis ever.
But...
Brother Yan is not here.
The world in front of me began to spin, and the lights on the ceiling turned into a blurry halo.
Song Yutang gritted his teeth and dug his nails into his palms, trying to hold himself up with his last bit of consciousness.
But the dizziness came fiercely, like an invisible hand, peeling away her consciousness from her body bit by bit.
She staggered a few times, and her vision became increasingly blurry.
Brother Yan...
where are you...