He Yanzi stood frozen in place for a long while before a bitter smile slowly spread across her face.

As she smiled, tears slipped down silently.

From the very beginning, she had been wrong.

The banquet had been entirely handled by Han Jingyun. If she wanted the surveillance to malfunction, it would malfunction.

That day, she had been foolish too—only thinking about going to the nearest hospital for an examination, afraid that if she delayed, the drugs in her blood would be diluted and become undetectable.

But she had forgotten that hospital belonged to the Huo Group.

What was laughable was that only now did He Yanzi finally understand what her agent meant by “calling the police won’t lead to any results.”

With just a casual sentence from Huo Junfeng, no matter what she did, the outcome would always be exactly what he wanted.

And now, his attitude was painfully clear—he intended to protect Han Jingyun.

Even though she had already given up on this man in his office, at this very moment, He Yanzi still felt an unworthy, dull ache spreading through her chest.

She ignored the pain and focused on what mattered most.

Since she couldn’t wait for justice from official channels, she would take matters into her own hands!

She wrote out the entire sequence of events at the banquet in detail, including the fact that Han Jingyun was the person in charge of the event, and that Huo Junfeng—the one who held power in the Huo family—was protecting her.

But just as she was about to hit “post,” she realized she had been logged out.

When she tried to log back in, the system directly prompted: Incorrect password.

She tried all of her social media accounts—every single one had the same result!

Even the small private accounts she had used for years had been deleted.

Staring at the words “Incorrect password” on her phone, He Yanzi’s face turned deathly pale.

She had reported the passwords of her officially verified accounts to the company—but only Huo Junfeng knew about her private accounts.

She had no secrets in front of him. He knew everything about her.

She had once believed that this was proof of how close they were.

She never imagined that one day, it would become the knife used to stab her.

A single strike—straight through the heart, leaving it bleeding.

He Yanzi didn’t even have time to mourn her dead love. Watching the online abuse grow more and more vicious, she changed her clothes and prepared to go out to find the media and reporters to publicly clarify the truth.

But she had only just taken the elevator down to the underground parking garage when she saw a woman in high heels step out of a car. Behind her, a group of men and women followed, getting out one after another and marching toward her aggressively.

The woman looked at He Yanzi as if she were something filthy and shouted, “Are you He Yanzi?”

Sensing trouble, He Yanzi turned to go back to the elevator, but the woman grabbed her arm.

“You little slut! Since you dared to seduce my husband, were you really afraid I, the legal wife, wouldn’t come looking for you?”

He Yanzi immediately retorted, “I didn’t! He was the one who tried to take advantage of me—”

Slap.

Before she could finish, the woman slapped her hard across the face, sending her stumbling backward and crashing to the ground.

“I’ve seen plenty of trashy women like you who rely on their looks to seduce men!”

“Today, I’m going to teach you a proper lesson!”

The woman cursed as she rained blows down on He Yanzi.

The people who came with her shouted and rushed forward as well.

“Shameless mistress—everyone has the right to punish her!”

“We should strip her of that fake face!”

Insults and fists fell like a violent storm, smashing down on He Yanzi.

Her phone was shattered long ago.

Her cries for help were completely drowned out. Other than curling into herself and protecting her head and face, she had no way to resist.

At this moment, though she was clearly still in the human world, it felt as if she had already fallen into the eighteenth level of hell.

Suddenly, trembling from the pain, He Yanzi noticed several flashes of white light before her eyes.

Struggling to look up, she realized paparazzi were sitting in a car not far away, taking photos of her.

And just a few meters away from the paparazzi, there was a black Cadillac parked.

It was the car she knew all too well.

It was Huo Junfeng’s car.

There was no way she could mistake it.

Only after the attackers were completely exhausted did they finally leave, still cursing as they went.

He Yanzi lay sprawled on the ground, the taste of blood filling her mouth as her consciousness slowly faded.

Footsteps approached.

She struggled to lift her head.

First, she saw Huo Junfeng’s handmade leather shoes and tailored suit pants.

Then, she saw his familiar, noble face.

He looked down at her, his gaze dark and unreadable.

“Yanyan,” he said, “do you know where you went wrong?”

Those words pierced her heart like an arrow. The pain throughout her body surged at that instant, her vision going black as she completely lost consciousness.

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