From the moment he saw this woman, Zhao Yunhai knew she was definitely one of the female leads, but he was unsure if Ye Fan was still the male lead.
However, seeing Ye Fan's location on his phone, he knew the protagonist this time was still him.
A rich heiress, an entertainment diva; the protagonist was never short of women around him.
【Let Ye Fan in and proceed with the next plan.】
After sending the message, Zhao Yunhai placed his phone on the table, thoroughly enjoying this feeling of having everything under control.
The mere Ye Fan was nothing more than his little toy.
Meanwhile, Li Tianhua's expression was grim as he watched his subordinate. If Young Master Yun was displeased, wouldn't he have made things worse?
His gaze seemed to question the subordinate, asking how he could mess up such a simple task.
Li Tianhua's subordinate stood there with a difficult expression.
This was not something he could control. Su Xiaorou was proud and stubborn; bringing her here was already the limit.
If he had used more extreme measures, it would have been difficult to handle if the matter were exposed.
Su Xiaorou had no good feelings towards this extremely handsome man. His invasive gaze and vulgar words made her feel disgusted.
These rich second-generation individuals spent their days indulging in pleasures; they could never compare to the sincerity and honesty of Ye Fan, who made her feel secure.
"Slap!"
Su Xiaorou covered her face in disbelief, her eyes wide with confusion, utterly unable to believe that he would actually hit her.
"You hit me?" Su Xiaorou's eyes welled up with tears, feeling wronged.
Zhao Yunhai wiped his right hand with a tissue and said casually, "I didn't like the look in your eyes. It was very impolite."
He never indulged women. He never cared who or what status a person had when they needed to be disciplined.
"It's your fortune that Young Master Zhao hit you. You don't know what's good for you."
Li Tianhua watched the scene unfold. The female companion beside him was usually the most envious of Su Xiaorou. Hearing her speak sarcastically from the side.
"You---" Su Xiaorou felt extremely wronged. Now that someone was kicking her while she was down, tears couldn't help but stream down her face.
The female companion knew when to stop. She was smart enough to know that saying too much would be detrimental. Seeing Su Xiaorou's distressed state, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Well said," Zhao Yunhai applauded. "You'll be the female lead in the next movie. Young Master Li, you arrange it."
"I'll arrange it perfectly," Li Tianhua quickly agreed, raising his wine glass. "Thank Young Master Zhao quickly."
The surprise came so suddenly. The female companion covered her mouth and giggled, too excited to stand up. She raised her glass in gratitude, "Your humble servant thanks Young Master Zhao for his grace."
Her voice was extremely alluring and seductive, her captivating eyes seeming to beckon Zhao Yunhai, come, have fun.
Zhao Yunhai smiled and raised his glass in response, choosing to ignore her seductive gaze.
The other women present looked enviously at the female companion, thinking if they had known such good fortune was possible, they would have eagerly spoken up long ago.
However, the men beside them were also wealthy, and worthy of their devotion.
A room full of women, a scene of spring that evokes pity.
"A bunch of scoundrels."
Su Xiaorou had never witnessed such a scene, only feeling that these women were shameless and these men were utterly disgusting.
She was the newly rising star singer in the entertainment industry, with millions of devoted fans and over a hundred million followers.
If these people dared to do anything to her, she would expose everyone here and let the world know the darkness of the entertainment industry.
She would let the fans of these women know how dissolute their beloved goddesses were behind the scenes.
"Come here." Zhao Yunhai had also had quite a bit to drink, and a slight alcoholic breath emanated from him.
Su Xiaorou fearfully retreated, but behind her, unnoticed, Li Tianhua's subordinate gave her a push.
"Ah!"
Su Xiaorou tumbled into Zhao Yunhai's arms as if throwing herself at him.
Li Tianhua dared not get drunk himself. He gave his subordinate an approving glance, signaling him to wait outside.
"So impatient, you want to offer yourself to me already?"
Zhao Yunhai spread his arms wide, looking at Su Xiaorou, who had fallen into his embrace, with a wicked grin.
Su Xiaorou's face flushed with anger. Just as she was about to get up, Zhao Yunhai forcefully pulled her into his arms, causing her to gasp.
"Ah---you!"
Su Xiaorou tried to lift her head, but Zhao Yunhai forcefully pushed her down onto his shoulder.
"If you move again, I can't guarantee what I'll do next."
Zhao Yunhai's warm breath tickled Su Xiaorou's ear. He could see her ears turning fiery red.
Su Xiaorou felt his hands becoming restless and immediately became still and rigid, too afraid to move.
"Please, let me go. I promise I won't say anything about what happened here."
Her pleas only made Zhao Yunhai feel a strange excitement. His voice was incredibly low, "Do you think anyone will believe you if you say anything?
"Or perhaps your phone recording gives you confidence."
Zhao Yunhai directly searched for her phone. It wasn't locked; that was a bad habit.
Su Xiaorou's expression changed when she saw him take her phone. All her confidence vanished.
She had secretly recorded audio on her phone; this was her evidence.
Although this evidence had no legal basis, she believed that if it were exposed, they would be ruined.
Who knew that Ye Fan would call at this moment.
"Tsk, looks like someone cares about your safety," Zhao Yunhai chuckled. As expected of the protagonist, he always appeared when the heroine was in danger. So, he directly answered the call.
As for the recording on the phone, he had the phone in his hand. What if there was a recording? If it got out, he wouldn't be able to mix in this world anymore.
"Xiaorou, how are you? Are you alright?" Ye Fan's anxious voice came from the phone.
"Her?" Zhao Yunhai looked at Su Xiaorou in his arms, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "She's currently clinging to me and can't get up."
Su Xiaorou was about to speak and explain but was intimidated by Zhao Yunhai's extremely dangerous gaze and swallowed her words.
"I'm telling you, Zhao Yunhai, if anything happens to Xiaorou, I will kill you. I mean it."
Ye Fan, hearing that Zhao Yunhai had answered the phone, couldn't stop worrying. He didn't even dare to imagine Su Xiaorou's current situation.
"Oh, kill me? I hope you can do it."
Zhao Yunhai didn't hang up the phone. He grabbed Su Xiaorou's hair and pulled her face towards him, causing her to cry out in pain.
"What are you doing?" Ye Fan roared from the other end of the line.
Zhao Yunhai didn't say another word and kissed her. Su Xiaorou received the kiss passively, but how could she be a match for the seasoned Zhao Yunhai?
"I'll kill you." Ye Fan, hearing this from the other end, let out a heart-wrenching roar.
"Beep, beep, beep-----"
"Oops, the call ended. Did he misunderstand us?"
Zhao Yunhai released her, laughing gleefully, and tossed the phone to Ah Da.
"I'll bite you to death."
Su Xiaorou had never been treated so roughly in her life. Feeling defiled, she bit down hard on his shoulder.
"The little kitty is scratching." Zhao Yunhai teased the onlookers, "Feisty, I like it."
"Congratulations, Young Master Zhao, on acquiring another beauty." Li Tianhua whistled, instantly igniting the atmosphere.
"Haha, worthy of Young Master Zhao. You've won the little singer's heart so quickly."
A plump young master, clapping his hands, had a woman who looked more than ten years older than him in his arm.
It had to be said, this guy had a peculiar taste.
Zhao Yunhai couldn't help but shift his gaze. His taste was very unique, with a hint of Cao Cao's style.
The eyes of the female stars were filled with undisguised schadenfreude and a desire to step on her while she was down.
Weren't you so self-righteous?
Didn't you look down on us?
Soon, you'll be like us, and then they'll surely humiliate you in front of her.
Zhao Yunhai wouldn't tolerate such women. Su Xiaorou's bite was like a tickle to him now.
He retaliated, forcibly grabbing her arm. Her skin was fair and smooth, making one want to bite it. Her delicate skin and tender flesh clearly indicated she was a delicious delicacy.
Femininity, a gentle embrace, a slender waist as soft as boneless, a delicate and tactile grip that made one reluctant to let go.
The others were also perceptive, each engaged in their own activities, not looking at each other. They were all men, so there was no awkwardness.
As for the women, they were merely playthings to them. Who would fall for these women? They'd probably get beaten senseless by their fathers at home.
"Ah---what are you doing?" Su Xiaorou struggled desperately, trying to break free from his clutches.
But how could a weak woman be a match for Zhao Yunhai? Zhao Yunhai's arm was like a lock, directly restraining her.
Su Xiaorou's figure was exceptionally well-maintained. She had all the right curves and none of the wrong things.
"If you struggle further, not only will your career be ruined, but those close to you, including your friends and family, will also suffer."
"Do you want to turn all this that hasn't happened into reality because of you?"
"You should be able to see that I can do it."
Zhao Yunhai liked feisty women like this; it gave him a sense of accomplishment when he conquered them.
Su Xiaorou was dumbfounded. She had been threatened, yes, but she had also prepared to resist. She never expected to be so easily subdued.
Now being threatened, she experienced helplessness for the first time. Her proud title as a singer was useless.
Su Xiaorou's struggles lessened, and Zhao Yunhai chuckled. He felt more and more like a villain.
Or perhaps, his true nature was that of a villain.
These kinds of women were easy to handle.
Women who were so self-righteous and didn't know their place needed to have their pride broken with such forceful means.
Su Xiaorou's heart was filled with despair. Under the overwhelming suffocation of despair, a tear slid down her cheek.
He gently pressed his finger against the tear sliding down her cheek. Zhao Yunhai looked at the tear on his fingertip and smeared it onto her lips. His expression was so gentle that it filled Su Xiaorou with a sense of dread.
"I heard tears are salty, but unfortunately, I'll never taste my own tears."
Zhao Yunhai's eyes were like those of a beast, calmly staring at a lamb. Su Xiaorou was too frightened to meet his gaze, allowing him to smear the tear onto her lips.
At this moment, filled with despair, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
He must be on his way now. As long as she held on and waited for Ye Fan to arrive, she would be safe.
Zhao Yunhai saw her expression instantly relax and knew what she was thinking. Ye Fan's arrival would be his death knell.
Ye Fan's greatest reliance was his master. Now it seemed his master's end was also near.
As long as the other party left the mountain, the Zhao family would not be violating their promise from back then.
The Zhao family had survived to this day, not only by eliminating threats but also by the most crucial point: keeping promises and never breaking them.
In this world, there would definitely be more than one female lead, and more than one protagonist.
He had a golden finger that doubled his rewards upon encountering protagonists, and he was prepared for a city full of protagonists.
Some female leads he disliked, he wouldn't act impulsively. For instance, he didn't like Zhou Wanting and didn't want to touch her.
But the one in his arms fit Zhao Yunhai's taste.
The taste of a female lead far surpassed ordinary beautiful women in igniting Zhao Yunhai's desire for conquest because they possessed an invisible halo.
Zhao Yunhai buried his head and took a deep breath. There was no so-called "fragrant peach" but rather a captivating, unforgettable woman's scent.
Su Xiaorou tightly closed her eyes, her face filled with powerless despair, tears flowing uncontrollably.
She only hoped this would be over soon.
Ye Fan, where are you? Come and save me quickly.
It was as if heaven had answered Su Xiaorou's inner cry.
Noise and fighting sounds came from outside. With a bang, the private room door was kicked open.
Ye Fan rushed in with a murderous look on his face and saw Su Xiaorou in tears with Zhao Yunhai still buried in her embrace.
His pupils constricted. He stood stunned, his fists clenched until they cracked. This scene deeply pierced him.
Ah Er and Ah San, who had pretended to obstruct him earlier, now stood obediently beside Zhao Yunhai.
"Let her go." Ye Fan's face was colder than ice, his chilling gaze filled only with killing intent.
He drew a dagger from his waist. The exquisitely small, scimitar-like dagger reflected light onto Zhao Yunhai's face.
Ah Da was about to make a move when Zhao Yunhai stopped him. It was just Ye Fan.
It was the perfect time to show off his newfound power. He hadn't had his fill last time.
"Tastes good, but it's not for you." Zhao Yunhai didn't lift his head but buried himself deeper.
Ye Fan had never met anyone so arrogant and attacked furiously.
As Ye Fan's dagger lunged forward, Zhao Yunhai suddenly moved. Two fingers, like a snake, wound around the blade. In that instant, his fingertips pressed onto the pressure points on Ye Fan's wrist.