Outside the presidential suite on the eighty-eighth floor of the Golden Wind Hotel.
Du Yameng, dressed in very conservative clothing and carrying a handbag, waited by the door with a heavy heart.
Inside this presidential suite was the third young master of the Sun family in Shanghai, Sun Sicun, a prominent figure among the city's elite young masters.
As Du Yameng was busy in Shanghai, she happened to catch Sun Sicun's eye.
Given the Sun family's status in Shanghai, Du Yameng couldn't openly refuse. She could only make excuses to avoid Sun Sicun's invitations.
Initially, Du Yameng's rejections were effective. Sun Sicun was busy with other women and didn't press Du Yameng too hard.
However, recently, whether Sun Sicun had grown tired of others or had some peculiar obsession, he began to pester Du Yameng relentlessly, even extending his reach to Jiangcheng.
Earlier, while she was in the car, Sun Sicun had sent her pictures of her residence in Jiangcheng, as well as photos of her grandfather and parents, along with the address of the Golden Wind Hotel.
The threatening intent behind Sun Sicun's messages was quite clear.
Du Yameng couldn't believe that the young master of a prestigious pharmaceutical family in Shanghai would resort to such despicable tactics to threaten someone!
Unfortunately, the Sun family's position in Shanghai was too formidable, and they even held considerable influence in Jiangcheng. Du Yameng's attempt to resist Sun Sicun was akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
As she didn't want to alarm Ye Ling, she had no choice but to attend the banquet alone.
Approaching the presidential suite door, Du Yameng pursed her lips, seemingly steeling herself. She tucked one hand into her sleeve before knocking.
Soon, two burly men, over two meters tall and dressed in black suits, opened the door, causing Du Yameng significant psychological pressure.
The two behemoths stood like gatekeepers, blocking Du Yameng from entering.
Du Yameng calmed herself and said to the two men, "Young Master Sun asked me to come. I have something to discuss with him."
One of the burly men extended his hand toward Du Yameng and said indifferently, "Hand over the bag."
Du Yameng glanced at her handbag, then smiled at the man, "It's just some of my cosmetics, there's no— Ah!"
Before Du Yameng could finish speaking, the burly man snatched her handbag, opened it directly, and rummaged through its contents with extreme roughness.
"You!"
Seeing the two men forcefully snatch her bag, Du Yameng was furious, her eyes burning with anger.
They completely disregarded her!
"Let her in. Don't disturb Miss Du!"
A languid voice came from inside the room. Upon hearing Sun Sicun's words and confirming there were no dangerous items in the bag, the two burly men returned the handbag to Du Yameng and stepped aside.
Retrieving her bag, Du Yameng cast a cold glance at the two men. She took the handbag and, under the guise of tidying her cosmetics, secretly slipped the small knife hidden in her sleeve into the handbag.
Having done so, she finally entered the room.
The suite was vast, estimated to be over three hundred square meters. In this prime real estate of Shanghai, a night in such a suite would likely cost upwards of a hundred thousand.
Du Yameng briefly surveyed the suite and noticed that besides the two men at the door, there were two other men inside, standing guard in strategic corners, ensuring Sun Sicun was under constant surveillance.
Sun Sicun, clad in a bathrobe, was reclining on the sofa, engrossed in watching an animated cartoon on television, not even glancing at Du Yameng.
Upon seeing Sun Sicun, Du Yameng concealed the deep-seated disgust in her eyes, forcing a faint smile onto her face. She asked Sun Sicun, "Young Master Sun, you summoned me here so urgently. Do you have any instructions?"
"Come and sit here."
Sun Sicun patted the sofa next to him without looking back.
Du Yameng said nothing further and sat on a single-seat sofa nearby, respectfully asking, "Young Master Sun, I saw the photos you sent me..."
"I told you to sit here! Are you deaf!"
Sun Sicun rudely interrupted Du Yameng, slamming the wine glass filled with expensive red wine onto the coffee table. The wine splashed all over Du Yameng, startling her.
The black-clad bodyguards on either side also moved closer to Du Yameng, appearing ready to use force at any moment.
Seeing Sun Sicun's veins bulging and his expression contorted with rage, Du Yameng couldn't help but feel a flicker of fear. She instinctively gripped her handbag, forcing herself to remain calm, and said to Sun Sicun, "Young Master Sun, I'm here to discuss business. Moreover, I already have a boyfriend, and it's not appropriate to sit so close."
"Whatever your requirements are, just state them. As long as our Du family can fulfill them, we will do it."
"Our Du family has some influence in Jiangcheng and Shanghai, we can..."
"Your Du family is nothing!" Sun Sicun said arrogantly. "Do you believe I can have your entire family's heads delivered to the Huangpu River tomorrow with just a flick of my finger?"
Du Yameng: "..."
Seeing Sun Sicun drop all pretense, Du Yameng was at a loss as to what to do.
The Sun family was a prominent pharmaceutical dynasty, not only a wealthy family in Shanghai but also acquainted with countless influential figures in both the underworld and legitimate society. Furthermore, they harbored the Yaomen, a sect of extraordinary individuals!
With the Yaomen's methods, they would stop at nothing to acquire anything they desired. Murder, arson, and the erasure of evidence were commonplace for them!
The Du family was merely a wealthy family in Jiangcheng, not even ranking among the prominent families in Shanghai, let alone provoking the leading power in Shanghai, the Sun family!
It was rumored that the Sun family held significant influence even in the capital. The Sun family's ancestor was the personal physician to many high-ranking officials, which further allowed the Sun family to wield absolute power in Shanghai.
Du Yameng had every reason to believe that Sun Sicun was not joking with her at that moment!
If she didn't cooperate, there might indeed be more concrete pillars at the bottom of the Huangpu River tomorrow!
Sun Sicun seemed accustomed to this behavior and said arrogantly, "I love playing with women who have boyfriends the most. Where is your boyfriend?"
"Call him immediately. I want him to stand by my bed and watch!"
Hearing Sun Sicun's utterly disgusting words, Du Yameng tightened her grip on the small knife in her bag, her body trembling slightly.
Unparalleled rage surged through her.
She had heard before that Sun Sicun was notorious in Shanghai, committing atrocities with impunity due to his family's influence, causing many to avoid him.
But she never imagined that Sun Sicun would completely cross the line of human decency!
Perhaps countless women before today had been victimized by his disgusting schemes.
Her disgust for Sun Sicun growing, Du Yameng made up her mind. She reached into her handbag, walked up to Sun Sicun, and said with a smile, "Young Master Sun, don't rush. Let me put on some makeup, and then I'll call my boyfriend."
As Du Yameng spoke, her eyes suddenly turned cold. She abruptly drew the knife and lunged at Sun Sicun, "Today, I'll take you, you beast, down with me!"
Seeing Du Yameng suddenly attack, Sun Sicun leaped up in shock, screaming, "Help!!!"
However, just as Du Yameng was about to stab Sun Sicun in the chest, a burly man over two meters tall suddenly blocked Sun Sicun, catching Du Yameng's knife with his bare hand.
Crack!
The small knife Du Yameng had prepared was directly crushed by the burly man, and she herself was flung away!
It was over!