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The threat in those words was obvious to anyone. The subtext was: In Shanghai, the Wang family calls the shots, and you, an outsider, shouldn't be so arrogant.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenxi not only did not get angry, but instead clapped her hands lightly.

"Slap, slap, slap."

As three crisp applause rang out, the side door of the cruise ship cabin suddenly opened, and a group of burly bodyguards in black uniforms filed out.

They moved in unison, their eyes sharp as hawks, and their waists bulged, clearly indicating they were carrying weapons.

Each person had a silver skull badge embroidered on their shoulder—the symbol of the Soul-Suppressing Security Group!

When Wang Ming saw the badge, his pupils contracted sharply, and he jumped up from the sofa, his composure completely gone. He exclaimed in shock, "People from Zhenhun Security? What are they doing here?!"

Many of the guests present recognized the logo and immediately turned pale.

Everyone knows that Zhenhun Security Group is no ordinary security company. They operate in the gray area, never asking why they take jobs, and are ruthless and vicious. It is said that even international outlaws dare not mess with them.

Wang Ming had previously employed them and knew how terrifying they were.

Jiang Wenxi picked up the glass of red wine on the table, swirled it gently, and the scarlet liquid reflected the cold light in her eyes: "You mean them? They're mine."

"What?!" Wang Ming was struck as if by lightning, his face turning deathly pale.

He never imagined that this mysterious and unpredictable security group, which even he had to be wary of, actually belonged to this young woman in front of him!

"I just returned to China and have been thinking about keeping a low profile and doing my business quietly."

Jiang Wenxi took a sip of red wine, her tone calm, yet carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

"I didn't want to cause trouble, but your Wang family is really disrespecting me. You hurt my people, and now you think you can just brush me off with a casual 'let's settle this'?"

She put down her wine glass, her gaze falling on the trembling Wang Haoyu, a cold smile curving her lips: "If Mr. Wang refuses to give me an explanation, then I'll have to take matters into my own hands and seek justice for my people."

Before he could finish speaking, the bodyguards from Zhenhun Security rushed forward like wolves and tigers. Before Wang Haoyu could react, they twisted his hands behind his back and pinned him to the ground.

"Let me go! How dare you touch me? My father is Wang Ming! I am the second young master of the Wang family!" Wang Haoyu was terrified and struggled to shout, his voice filled with fear.

The guests were stunned by the sudden scene and quickly backed away, afraid of getting into trouble.

Some people couldn't help but whisper among themselves: "My God, has Jiang Wenxi gone mad? How dare she touch the Wang family? Isn't she afraid of their retaliation?"

Someone nearby immediately retorted, "What do you know? Didn't you see who's standing behind her? People from Zhenhun Security, and lawyers from top law firms—I heard they're all her people! The Jiang family's businesses are all overseas; who knows how many trump cards she's hiding in China?"

"Yeah, she always seemed so gentle and kind, I never expected her to be so ruthless. Luckily, I didn't offend her before..."

Looking at his son pinned to the ground, Wang Ming trembled with rage. Pointing at Jiang Wenxi, he roared, "Jiang Wenxi! Don't go too far! This is Shanghai, not a place for you to run wild!"

Jiang Wenxi glanced at him, her eyes full of disdain: "Excessive? Mr. Wang, I'd like to ask, when your Wang family sent people to beat my man into the hospital, his life hanging in the balance, why didn't you think about how excessive you were?"

She paused, then her voice suddenly turned sharp: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

"You... You dare to touch my son? My Wang family will never let you get away with this! We will use all our resources to suppress you and make it impossible for you to move an inch in the country!" Wang Ming roared, his eyes red, looking like a madman.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenxi laughed, but her laughter was chillingly cold: "Suppress me? Mr. Wang, go ahead and try. I, Jiang Wenxi, may not have much else, but I have plenty of money. Let's see if I'm afraid."

There was no fear in her eyes, only an almost excited fighting spirit.

It was a confidence born from weathering countless storms and no longer taking petty people seriously.

"Let's do it."

At Jiang Wenxi's command, the bodyguards of Zhenhun Security immediately took out a thick hemp rope and roughly tied it around Wang Haoyu's ankle.

"No! No! Dad! Save me! Save me!" Wang Haoyu finally realized the danger, and was so frightened that tears streamed down his face. He struggled desperately, but the bodyguard held him down firmly, unable to move.

The next second, several bodyguards lifted Wang Haoyu up, walked to the railing of the cruise ship, and threw him into the river without any mercy!

"Thump—"

With a muffled thud, the icy river water instantly swallowed Wang Haoyu's figure, leaving only a series of desperate cries for help, which were quickly drowned out by the swift current.

"what!"

The guests gasped in shock, their faces turning pale as they covered their mouths. Everyone was stunned—Jiang Wenxi had actually dared to throw the second young master of the Wang family into the river! This method was far too ruthless and decisive!

Fu Siya and Fu Yunzhe, standing at the back of the crowd, exchanged a glance and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Fu Siya said in a low voice, "I used to think Wenxi was easy to talk to and gentle, but I never expected... that her bottom line is not to be crossed."

Fu Yunzhe was still shaken: Luckily, he chose to befriend her in the first place.

On the other side, Wang Ming watched the ripples on the river gradually disappear, trembling with anger. Pointing at Jiang Wenxi, his lips quivered, "Jiang Wenxi! You... you've gone too far!"

"I went too far?" Jiang Wenxi turned around, walked step by step to him, looked down at him, her eyes as cold as ice. "Mr. Wang, your Wang family certainly has a grand air about them. You beat up my people, ruined my company, and now you have the nerve to accuse me of going too far? Let me tell you, not just anyone can touch my people, nor can anyone mess with my businesses."

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a dagger to Wang Ming's heart, instantly turning his face ashen and rendering him speechless.

Seeing his helpless expression, Jiang Wenxi curled her lips into a mocking smile and slowly said, "Now you know fear? Too late."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the pale-faced crowd, her voice carrying clearly throughout the room: "I, Jiang Wenxi, am new here and don't know anything about intricacies. I only believe in one principle—I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will repay them a hundredfold."

"As for Mr. Wang..." Her gaze fell back on Wang Ming, her smile icy, "What exactly do you want me to do to get you to let your son go? That depends on whether your sincerity is enough."