After Transmigrating as a Wealthy Woman: Don’t You Dare Touch My Baby! [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 6

He asked tremulously, “What… what do you actually want? I can give you the female lead role, really! No… you don’t even have to sleep with me. Just move the knife away! You can have whatever you want!”

Zhong Ying sneered. “With trash like you as an investor, I’ve lost all interest in even performing. I didn’t come here today for anything special…” She lifted her foot, her stiletto heel landing on Chen Zhang’s foot—which was clad only in hotel slippers—and ground it down hard. In a perilous tone, she said, “I’m just here to make sure CEO Chen understands that there are many people in this industry, and not everyone is someone you can force into your bed.”

Chen Zhang wanted to scream from the pain, but fear paralyzed him. He could only nod frantically. “I… I understand.”

Zhong Ying let out a short laugh. “It’s good that you understand. As for me, I’ve always lived by a simple rule: if people leave me alone, I leave them alone.”

With that, she sheathed the knife.

Chen Zhang whimpered, “And your shoe… your shoe!”

Zhong Ying moved her high heel away.

The moment he was freed from the restraint, a flash of ruthlessness crossed Chen Zhang’s eyes. That stinking bitch!

He grabbed a wine bottle from his side, intending to smash it against Zhong Ying.

However, she seemed to have anticipated this. She swiftly delivered a punch to Chen Zhang’s abdomen.

Her fist wasn’t large, but it aimed true for his stomach. The single blow forced him to drop the bottle as he collapsed to the floor, vomiting uncontrollably.

Zhong Ying looked down at him indifferently.

Against a flabby, out-of-shape fellow like Chen Zhang, she could take on two more just like him.

Chen Zhang was in so much pain that tears welled up. He lay on the floor, looking pathetic, weak, and helpless. “Aren’t… aren’t you afraid I’ll make it impossible for you to survive in this industry?!”

Zhong Ying lowered her gaze. “Since I came here, I’ve already prepared myself for the consequences.” Suddenly, her red lips curved into a trace of a frenzied smile. “Actually, you’re right. You probably won’t let me go once I leave anyway. So… why don’t I just finish you off right here?”

She unsheathed her knife once more, a localized madness gleaming in her eyes like never before. Her flame-red lips, contrasted against the eerie glint of the blade’s tip, made for a truly terrifying sight.

She’s going to kill someone?!

Between the pain and the sheer panic, Chen Zhang’s eyes rolled back, and he fainted from fright.

Zhong Ying wiped her face, the “madness” vanishing instantly. He was scared off by just that?

She remarked coolly, “Useless trash.”

Without wasting a moment, she leaned down and unzipped Chen Zhang’s bathrobe.

She didn’t even bother moving him to the bed.

Leaving him right there amidst the spilled red wine and shattered glass, she snapped several “lewd photos.”

“Zhong Ying!! Are you okay?” At that moment, Zhu Xingtong rushed over.

Zhong Ying quickly covered Chen Zhang’s lower half and turned back to look at her. “I’m fine.”

Zhu Xingtong looked at the floor covered in wine and glass shards, then at the unconscious Chen Zhang. Her mouth hung open for a moment before she managed to blurt out: “Impressive!” As expected of my cub!

Zhu Xingtong still felt the need to ask, “Is he… okay?”

This CEO Chen did look quite miserable.

“He’s just a bit shaken; it’s nothing serious.” Zhong Ying looked at her. “You mentioned earlier you were going to handle the lobby and hallway security cameras. How did that go?”

Zhu Xingtong patted her chest confidently. “I guarantee that all the cameras in this hotel are ‘undergoing maintenance’ for this specific hour tonight!”

Hearing this, Zhong Ying smiled. “Then let’s head back.”

“We’re just leaving like this?”

“Mhm.”

Zhong Ying didn’t tell her that she had also recorded audio and taken the incriminating photos. Blackmail was a game anyone could play. As long as Chen Zhang had half a brain, he wouldn’t dare trouble her again.

Zhu Xingtong glanced at her secretly, thinking to herself—

Actually, I know exactly what you did!

Even choosing to wear a red dress today was intentional; she must have been afraid of blood splatters showing!

Her “cub” was never some pitiful little thing to be bullied. If anything, she was the true Big Bad Boss!

“What is it?” Zhong Ying felt her gaze and asked with a smile.

Zhu Xingtong shook her head quickly, but a moment later, she started giggling. “I just think… you’re really amazing.”

Zhong Ying: “…You really are my fangirl, aren’t you?”

“I am!”

“Let’s go eat,” Zhong Ying said suddenly.

Zhu Xingtong: “With me?”

“Yes. Consider it a thank-you gift for the shawl and for coming here with me.” Her smile turned meaningful. “But more importantly, we need to establish an alibi.”

Zhu Xingtong: “Copy that!”