After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 51

The thrown bottle hurtled toward Shen Lixie with an unstoppable momentum.

But…

It was intercepted mid-flight.

A tall, imposing man caught the bottle with one hand. Gripping its slender neck, he smashed the body of the bottle against the table with a sharp crack.

Shards of green glass exploded outward, accompanied by a spray of golden liquid.

The alcohol splashed onto the floor, bubbling with white foam.

The jeering crowd instinctively fell silent.

The man’s icy gaze settled on Li Dong as he advanced slowly, step by step, the bottle still in hand. The overwhelming pressure radiating from him was impossible to ignore.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Watching the man approach, Li Dong couldn’t suppress his rising fear. Had he just picked a fight with the wrong person?

The man didn’t bother responding. Instead, he drove the broken bottle into Li Dong’s body with ruthless precision. Scalding red liquid splattered across his clothes.

Expressionless, the man repeated the motion until Li Dong, unable to endure the pain any longer, collapsed to the ground, clutching the wound on his abdomen. Only then did he finally stop.

“Consider this a lesson. Hope you enjoyed it.” With that, the man casually tossed the shattered bottle aside.

For Li Dong and his group, the tide had clearly turned. The revelers who had come seeking pleasure now grew increasingly uneasy.

Some, unable to contain their anxiety, hastily straightened their clothes and tried to flee the chaotic scene on the top floor.

But the only exits were a single elevator and an emergency staircase at the end of the hallway both guarded by Shen Lixie’s men to ensure no one escaped.

“Ah Bai, ease up. We’re law-abiding citizens, remember? We have to wait for the police to handle things.”

Shen Lixie half-lidded his eyes as he watched the man return to his side back straight, gaze sharp and intimidating.

A smirk curled his lips as he glanced at the barely conscious Li Dong sprawled on the floor. “If you do the cops’ job for them,” he drawled, “what’s the point of calling them in the first place?”

The man called ‘Ah Bai’ lowered his head silently. “My mistake, Young Master.”

“Tch. What’s taking them so long?” Shen Lixie checked the time, frowning at the delay.

Meanwhile, the mention of “calling the police” sent the crowd into a frenzy.

The more timid among them tried to bolt, only to slam straight into an immovable human wall.

“Get out of the way!”

“Damn it, who the hell are you? Move!”

“Let me go!”

“…”

Those desperate to leave but unable to escape hurled curses left and right.

Every person here had a carefully concealed identity, and the thought of exposure filled them with dread.

Amid the chaos, flashing red and blue lights pierced through the windows, accompanied by the unmistakable sound of sirens, only deepening the panic.

“Ah Bai, take good care of our friend Li here,” Shen Lixie said, rising from his chair as the sirens grew louder. “And don’t forget his boss. The Shen and Fang families aren’t to be trifled with.”

Anyone who dared lay a finger on his sister had a death wish.

As officers swarmed in, Shen Lixie leisurely made his way to the elevator, bringing the night’s events to a close.

The next morning, the H City police released a bombshell announcement.

The scandal dominated Weibo’s trending list for days.

At the masquerade ball in City H, every single attendee was apprehended not a single one escaped.

Countless victims who had suffered at the hands of this event came forward, demanding justice.

The Fang Residence.

In a room filled with a rosy ambiance, someone sat up from the plush, soft bed.

Jet-black, lustrous hair cascaded down her back, while delicate spaghetti straps draped loosely over her smooth shoulders, exuding a unique allure. Her slender, fair wrist lifted slightly.

Her fingers, pale as jade, gently rubbed her eyes as she tried to wake herself up. A summer blanket covered her lower half, concealing her long, straight, beautiful legs.

The woman yawned, blinked, and drowsily scanned her surroundings.

This seemed to be her room.

The moment this realization surfaced in her mind, she snapped awake.

Her eyes widened slightly, as if wondering had she come home?

Knock, knock, knock!

The sound of knocking gradually reached her ears, prompting her to scramble off the bed and rush straight to the bathroom.

Staring at her reflection in the mirror, Fang Qingying let out a sigh of relief. That scared me to death.

Now that she had relaxed, Fang Qingying suddenly felt sore all over.

Genuine, bone-deep pain.

It had been a long time since she’d fought anyone, and with this delicate body of hers, she felt as if she’d been completely dismantled.

She glanced down at the spaghetti-strap chiffon nightgown she was wearing, pondering who might have changed her clothes for her.

After some thought, she concluded that it was most likely either her mother or one of the maids.

The knocking continued, but it wasn’t irritating.

Fang Qingying quickly washed her face, brushed her teeth, threw on a long coat, and went to open the door.

Standing outside wasn’t just anyone.

It was Shen Lixie.

“Huh? Time to eat?” Fang Qingying blinked and asked.

At this hour, if he wasn’t calling her for a meal, then what was it?

Shen Lixie gave her a complicated look. He really wanted to poke her head and ask her a few questions, but in the end, all he said was:

“Prepare yourself mentally.”

Fang Qingying stared at him, utterly confused. “What do you mean, ‘prepare myself mentally’?”

Had she done something wrong?

Why did she suddenly feel like she was about to face an inquisition?

Shen Lixie looked at her, then couldn’t help but press a curled finger to his lips and chuckle. “Be good.”

What a little fool.

Fang Qingying narrowed her eyes and hesitantly asked, “Brother Xie, are you hiding something from me?”

“No,” Shen Lixie declared righteously.

With that, he leisurely headed downstairs, clearly unwilling to continue the conversation which only deepened Fang Qingying’s suspicions.

But then she patted her stomach. Undeniably, she was hungry.

With a mix of apprehension, Fang Qingying slowly shuffled her way downstairs. All because of Shen Lixie’s ominous words now I’m too scared to even go down!

Fang Qingying: Whimper~

The moment she reached the bottom of the stairs, Fang Qingying suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure.

Three pairs of eyes, all fixed on her at once, who wouldn’t feel the weight of that?!

“Dad, Mom, Brother you’re all here?” Fang Qingying forced a sweet smile as she greeted them.

“What about me?” Shen Lixie, legs crossed, pointed at himself.

“Brother Xie,” Fang Qingying replied with a strained smile.

She might not know much else, but Shen Lixie was radiating an unmistakable ‘I’m here for the drama’ aura enough to make Fang Qingying want to kick him hard.

After Fang Qingying finished speaking, the atmosphere instantly turned cold.

After a long silence, it was Father Fang who finally broke the awkward tension.

He neatly folded the newspaper and placed it on the table, glancing at the flustered Fang Qingying before speaking in a calm tone, “Come and eat first.”

“Okay.” Hearing this, Fang Qingying quickly scurried to her seat, waiting for the others to join the table.

She picked up a bowl of plain congee, adding small side dishes as she ate in small, careful bites.

But the moment her eyes met Mother Fang’s, she suddenly lost her appetite for some reason.

Mother Fang’s eyes were slightly red and swollen, as if she had been crying.

A pang of guilt twisted in Fang Qingying’s chest. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she silently continued eating.

The entire breakfast was suffocatingly tense.

Fang Qingying awkwardly set down her chopsticks and looked up at Father Fang and Mother Fang. “I’m sorry,” she said.

Now she understood what Shen Lixie had meant by “be mentally prepared.”

Her parents already knew about her being knocked unconscious and taken away. During the time they couldn’t contact her, they had been living in constant fear.

Mother Fang was a strong businesswoman who never shed a tear no matter the hardship. But above all, she was still a mother, one who worried endlessly for her child’s safety.

When she heard the news of Fang Qingying’s disappearance, she nearly fainted. If not for Father Fang’s comfort, she would have cried far more than just once.

“Do you still dare to act recklessly in the future?” Father Fang set down his chopsticks, his face dark with anger. “Last time, you ended up in the hospital, worrying the whole family. This time, you disappeared, do you want to throw the entire household into chaos?”

“Do you have any idea what would happen if something really happened to you? What would I do? What would your mother do? What about your brothers, or the rest of the family back in Yanjing?”

Father Fang rarely got angry, but this time, he was truly furious.

Especially when he found out who was responsible for Fang Qingying being knocked out and taken away his anger only intensified.

That woman, Wu Bingman, he had disliked her from the very first day Fang Qingying befriended her.

But back then, Fang Qingying had been utterly bewitched, insisting on keeping in touch with her.

Left with no choice, Father Fang had assigned people to keep a closer eye on her. Losing money to a scam was one thing, but her safety was non-negotiable.

And now? For the sake of such a woman, she had nearly gotten herself killed?

Father Fang was so furious he could barely contain himself.

“From now on, you are not to associate with Wu Bingman. Otherwise, you will quit the entertainment industry and start learning how to manage the company properly. Our family’s vast fortune is all meant for you.”

When Father Fang said this, he didn’t even consider Fang Qingyu’s feelings.

After all, the mutual disdain between father and son was nothing new.

But even so, there was still affection between them.

Unlike other families that fought tooth and nail over inheritance, such conflicts would never arise in the Fang household.

“Huh?” Fang Qingying blinked in confusion. What did this have to do with Wu Bingman?

At this moment, she had completely forgotten whose presence had led to her being implicated in the first place.

“What’s so funny? I said no means no.” Father Fang thought his dear daughter was once again obsessively defending Wu Bingman like before, and his tone instantly became much firmer.

“Oh.” Fang Qingying pondered for a moment and realized there wasn’t really any reason to argue with her father over Wu Bingman, so she nodded and said, “I’ll keep my distance from her.”

But little did she know, sometimes when you don’t want to see someone, you end up running into them constantly.

And worse, they come knocking at your door.

Of course, right now, Fang Qingying suddenly felt her appetite return and could eat again.

“Ahem.” Shen Lixie coughed a few times upon seeing this.

Although the nutritional meal plan had been adjusted, she still couldn’t just wolf down her food like that!

Father Fang, seeing Fang Qingying agree so readily to his request, could only manage a final “Hmm.”

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