After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

Jiang Yubai stood up, holding a glass of champagne, and walked up to Lin Xiaokui.

She was struggling to get up from the ground, her knees scraped and bruised.

The man lifted his foot, his thin-soled leather shoe stepping on her calf as she braced herself on the ground, grinding it down.

Lin Xiaokui winced in pain, let out a muffled groan, and collapsed to the ground again.

Su Nian lunged forward and grabbed Jiang Yubai's trouser leg, tilting her head back, her eyes already red. "Please, let her go. We'll leave now. We're not participating..."

Jiang Yubai looked down at her.

Upon closer inspection, this girl is indeed quite pretty, with doe eyes, fair skin, and a pitiful look when she cries—the kind of girl he would usually glance at twice.

But at this moment...

He tilted the champagne glass in his hand, and the wine dripped from the rim, splashing onto Su Nian's hair.

Su Nian trembled all over.

After spilling the wine, the glass slipped from Jiang Yubai's fingers and shattered on the ground at Su Nian's feet.

She knelt beside the broken glass, too afraid to move or speak again.

Jiang Yubai sat back down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and asked, "Shall we go?"

"This isn't a place where you can just come and go as you please!"

"They didn't even have nameplates, they sneaked in through the back door, and brought so much equipment, trying to expose us?"

A low chuckle rose from the surroundings; it was the nobles' mockery.

Most of the specially admitted girls were frightened, such as those who initially obeyed Ye Mian.

She never imagined that men who were always so amiable in bed could be so terrifying when they got angry.

However, a few specially admitted students remained calm.

They resisted from the beginning, but after witnessing the methods of these nobles, they no longer dared to resist.

Gu Beiheng stood up, bent down to pick up a shard of champagne glass from the ground, and walked over to Lin Xiaokui and Su Nian.

His gaze shifted back and forth between the two people, scrutinizing them.

Lin Xiaokui knelt on the ground, and Su Nian knelt beside her.

"You two have a very good relationship." Gu Beiheng squatted down, the shards turning between his fingertips.

"They are both very good-looking, one is heroic and the other is gentle and sweet, each with their own merits."

He brought the shard close to Lin Xiaokui's face, then moved it to Su Nian, stopping at her cheekbone. "Unfortunately, we took the wrong path."

Su Nian held her breath, and tears fell.

Gu Beiheng remained unmoved, even smiling slightly. "This shard will only scratch one person's face."

He held the shards between them, cruel yet curious, and asked, "Tell me, which of you will do it?"

Lin Xiaokui's knees trembled; the shard was only inches away from her face.

She wasn't afraid of being hit, because she knew that if she felt a little pain, she could just endure it.

But their faces are different.

Once disfigured, everything—the Holy Star, the attention of the Deacon, the path to changing the rules—will all be in vain.

She absolutely cannot be disfigured.

"You can't do this." Her voice finally trembled; she was truly terrified.

"I am a good friend of Ruan Tang, the secretary of the Deacon. If you ruin my face, the Deacon will not let it go."

Gu Beiheng's fingers paused for a moment.

He raised his eyes and met Jiang Yubai's gaze for a moment.

The surrounding B-rank nobles also quieted down, and those who were laughing just now stopped laughing halfway, remaining in a limbo.

Jiang Yubai leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said in a cold and confident tone, "Ruan Tang is a member of the deacon team, so naturally she stands on the side of the deacon team."

"How could she be unable to distinguish right from wrong? She has some connection with your resistance group."

He glanced at Lin Xiaokui. "You're using her as a shield? Do you think we'll believe you?"

"It's true!" Lin Xiaokui's voice rose, and she tried to move forward by scraping her knees on the ground, but the servant held her shoulders down and she couldn't move.

"She grew up with me and always listens to me. She definitely won't abandon me."

"If you don't believe me, I'll call her right now. I'll call her, and she'll definitely come!"

Gu Beiheng stood up and casually placed the broken pieces on the coffee table.

Just because a secretary of the deacon from a commoner background hastily released these two people who defied the carnival rules, how can they save face?

But what if Ruan Tang really cares about Lin Xiao Kui?

After all, during the last school anniversary celebration, Ruan Tang snatched the microphone from Si Lin in front of the whole school just to protect this group of rebels.

If they really hurt someone now, and Ruan Tang starts whispering in Si Lin's ear, that's not what they want to see.

Although there's a 99% chance that Si Lin won't change her decision because of a special admission student.

But they didn't want to gamble on the remaining one percent.

Jiang Yubai naturally understood his thoughts.

He leaned back on the sofa, raising his chin slightly. "Fine, then let Ruan Tang come in person and give us an explanation."

Lin Xiaokui had been kneeling on the ground for so long that her legs could no longer support her.

She turned to Su Nian, her voice urgent, "Su Nian, go get your phone and send a message to Ruan Tang."

The attendant released Su Nian's shoulders.

She got up from the floor, walked to the coffee table, picked up her phone, her fingers trembling, tears falling onto the screen and blurring the keyboard.

Finally, she sent out a distress message: "Ruan Tang, Xiao Kui and I are in the banquet hall on the east side. Someone is trying to slash our faces. Please come and save us, please."

Before receiving this message, Ruan Tang had already been looking at it on the system screen for a long time.

She wasn't surprised.

Lin Xiaokui's talent for causing trouble was known to everyone; she was almost beaten to death at the last school anniversary celebration, but she hadn't learned her lesson.

Ruan Tang feigned concern and typed on the screen: "What happened? I'm coming right away."

She ran towards the East District of Shenglan.

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The banquet hall is located in the innermost independent European-style building in the east wing. A red carpet is laid at the main entrance, and white gladioli are placed on both sides.

As Ruan Tang ran up the steps, she tripped and stumbled forward. A hand reached out from the side and firmly grabbed her arm.

Si Lin looked down at her.

Pei Heng followed behind him, hands in his pockets, with an expression of anticipation for a good show.

As soon as the two arrived, they saw this slender figure rushing up the steps as if her life depended on it.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Si Lin frowned.

"I'm going to the carnival, but Lin Xiaokui and Su Nian are being held captive."

Si Lin didn't loosen his grip, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Does she know what kind of people are at the carnival?

Those A-level noble young masters have blood on their hands no less than any small tycoon patriarch, and their methods of manipulating people are even more varied.

She's a special admission student, and so beautiful, yet she dares to barge in alone?

And then there's Lin Xiaokui, that troublemaker. She almost died in the auditorium last time, and after only a few days of peace, she ran into Gu Beiheng and Jiang Yubai again.

Even though he was the one who ordered people to go in, he was still very unhappy.

Before he had even done anything, they had already sought help from Ruan Tang, intending to implicate her.