It feels like a deliberate attempt to conceal something.
If it turns out to be magical, a domineering CEO x a nobody, it’s actually quite compelling. I’d ship it.
Let’s forget it. They’ve already taken down the video, and the other party has never shown up. What’s there to ship?
…
Reading this, Zhuo Ran regretted her decision.
Before she could figure out how to explain it later, her phone rang.
It was Father Gu.
Through the phone, Zhuo Ran could feel his explosive anger: "Unfilial daughter! Did you call the police on your sister? You’d better explain this clearly! Clarify that she had nothing to do with it, and go bring your sister back!"
"Clarify?" Zhuo Ran sneered. "She admitted it herself. What can I clarify for her? It wasn’t me who called the police, but I found calling the police is quite effective. The police will figure out who is right and who is wrong, so why are you in such a hurry?"
Father Gu was momentarily speechless and remained silent for a while.
"If that’s all, I’ll hang up."
"Wait." Father Gu softened his tone. "Even if your sister was wrong, you are older than her. What’s wrong with giving her a little leeway? I will teach her a lesson. You go bring her back first."
"I just don’t want to give her leeway." Her tone was mischievous. "She drugged me. Can I say she tried to murder me? How many years do you think she’ll get?"
"Gu Ran!" Father Gu immediately flew into a rage. "What exactly do you want? Have you seen what people are saying about the Gu family outside? Have you seen how much the company's stock price has fallen? Why are you being so willful? The company will be yours in the future, don’t you care about it? Dad said he would teach her a lesson. You are sisters, it’s so unsightly to have a fight like this. Don’t…"
"Don't bother." Zhuo Ran thought of all the disgusting things Gu Yingrong had done and gave him no face. "My mother only gave birth to me. I don't acknowledge her as my sister. What she did is illegal. If you really want the company to be fine, why don't you uphold justice and eliminate your own kin?"
Father Gu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood in anger.
The phone call ended unhappily. Zhuo Ran did not intend to deal with Gu Yingrong through legal means. After all, Father Gu would not allow such a disgraceful incident to happen, and Zhuo Ran did not think it would truly teach her a lesson.
She lay on the bed somewhat lazily and found a TV series starring Zhu Zhongyan, searching for her little nobody.
His roles were usually minor characters, with very little screen time. However, in some low-budget web dramas, his acting was the only thing worth watching.
Unfortunately, he was suppressed by those with ulterior motives. After five years in the industry, he still hadn't become famous, remaining a nobody.
To avoid missing his already scarce scenes, Zhuo Ran didn’t skip any parts, diligently searching for his presence.
This was how she passed the time.
Twilight.
Beside a third-rate college in a remote suburb, an act of humiliation was unfolding.
Men and women surrounded a girl. They tore off her clothes, and slaps and punches rained down on her. The boys held up their phones to film, laughing and tormenting the girl in the center.
"Do you dare to do it again! For trying to seduce someone!"
"If you dare to say a word, we'll send these photos to your parents back home and let them see what their daughter has done!"
"Don't even think about complaining, or I'll kill you next time!"
"Slut! For seducing Sister Li's boyfriend, you little home-wrecker, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death…"
…
In a dark corner, no one noticed this act of violence.
After the perpetrators left with the photos, the girl on the ground, covered in injuries, clutched her stomach and lay on the ground, wishing she could die immediately.
But she couldn't, because she knew that even if she died, no one would seek justice for her, and it would even implicate her parents.
She was timid and cowardly, and deep down, she yearned for someone to help her.
But who could?
She had reported the oppression and humiliation she suffered to her teachers and mentors countless times, but no one had ever cared.
"They don't bully anyone else but you. Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"
"Everyone else is fine, it's just you who's always causing trouble."
"Do you have any evidence? Stop making up these ridiculous things. Look at how much your grades have dropped?"
…
Why would no one help her?
He hadn't done anything wrong, she didn't even know the boy they were talking about, let alone seduced him. Why wouldn't they leave her alone?
Why?
Light footsteps approached slowly. Her clothes, carrying a faint floral scent, gently enveloped her, and someone helped her up.
"Are you alright?"
It was an extremely gentle female voice, as pleasant as the spring breeze in March, capable of soothing the pain in one's heart.
The girl was stunned for a moment, seemingly disbelieving that someone was helping her.
Even though it was just a kind word and a clean piece of clothing.
"Get up first. Where do you live? I'll take you home."
"Thank you, no, you don't have to." She cringed, hugging the clothes tighter, not daring to look up at the gentle older sister.
"It’s okay, I’ll take you home first."
With that, she firmly yet gently supported her, leaving her no room to refuse.
The two walked out of the dilapidated alley, one disheveled and the other elegant. The girl, in a daze, was supported by her as they headed towards her residence.
The girl was lost in thought when she suddenly heard the person beside her ask, "They bullied you, are you angry?"
The girl's body stiffened, unsure of what to say for a moment.
"You didn't do anything, yet they bullied you like this. Aren't you angry? Don't you feel rage? Don't you want revenge?"
Her voice was as gentle as ever, with a certain allure, drawing people into darkness.
Yet, every word struck the girl's heart.
"They took your photos, and they will bully you again, even do things to you, take pictures, shoot videos, ruin your reputation, make your parents ashamed of you. Do you want these things to happen?"
"No, don't!"
"Then let me help you get revenge, okay?"
The girl stopped and turned to look at her.
A very beautiful older sister, with an ethereal demeanor and exquisite features, her face adorned with a gentle smile that could captivate anyone.
And her words made the girl's heart flutter.
She asked in a hoarse voice, "Can you really help me?"
The woman smiled charmingly, a smile that could eclipse heaven and earth. "Of course, as long as you agree to one thing."
The girl was enthralled. The yearning in her heart was too strong, and she could no longer distinguish the truth from the woman's words. "What thing?"
"Give me your body and soul, and I will help you get revenge." The woman's voice lowered even further. "You can have them do whatever you want, let them die, or let them experience exactly what you went through, let them feel your pain…"
The girl's eyes gradually became vacant, and she nodded slightly. "I agree."