A female protagonist who suffers abuse in a novel? I'm flipping the table and going crazy on th

Wen Qi raised an eyebrow: "Trade secret."

"..."

"However, if you sign with my entertainment company, we'll be on the same boat from now on. I'll tell you inside information directly."

Su Xinghe shook his head: "I'll think about it some more."

He's not stupid. Getting on Wen Qi's boat is easy, but getting off is another matter entirely.

Wen Qi's attempt to fool him failed, but she wasn't discouraged. She shrugged and said, "Fine, think it over carefully. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

I walked to the roadside and raised my hand to flag down a car.

Su Xinghe remembered something: "Oh right, my uncle isn't at the company."

Wen Qi turned her head: "Not here? Where did you go?"

"There's a major international auction in downtown A. My uncle is going there to personally receive some distinguished overseas guests, so he probably won't be at the company for the next couple of days."

Global international auctions?

It sounds very high-end.

Wen Qi had never seen anything like it, not even high society parties or balls.

"Is an official invitation required to attend this kind of auction?"

"That's probably true, the barrier to entry is very high."

Wen Qi didn't know if the Lu family would receive an invitation.

"You want to go?" Su Xinghe caught the longing in her eyes.

Wen Qi nodded: "I've never been there, I'm a little curious."

Seeing this, Su Xinghe decided to call his uncle later.

Wen Qi put aside her thoughts: "Since your uncle isn't here, I'll leave first. By the way, you should seriously consider the matter of joining my entertainment company that I just mentioned. Don't take it lightly."

Su Xinghe: "I will think about it carefully."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news. I'm off."

Wen Qi hailed a taxi and bent down to get in.

The taxi then merged into the traffic.

Su Xing stood there, watching the car drive away.

A moment later, he took out his phone and dialed Wan Jiansi's number.

"Galaxy".

"Uncle," Su Xinghe said bluntly, "that international auction in City A you mentioned a few days ago, can you get an invitation?"

Wan Jiansi seemed to be handling official business; the faint sound of turning over documents could be heard. "What, you want to join in the fun?"

"I want to broaden my horizons."

"Okay, I'll have my assistant deliver it to you later."

Su Xinghe exclaimed excitedly, "Thank you, Uncle! I'll take two!"

"What, planning to bring a friend along?"

"Um."

"OK."

Wan Jiansi didn't ask any further questions.

Su Xinghe hung up the phone and began to seriously consider Wenqi Entertainment's proposal.

To be honest, he was still very willing to follow Wen Qiqian.

Wen Qi is a person with a simple and brutal style of doing things, and her methods are extreme and fierce. She is a typical person who does not follow the usual path.

But putting aside her style of doing things, her character is trustworthy.

Moreover, the role the other party arranged for him was just a minor character in a movie or TV series, so he wouldn't have to memorize long lines and it shouldn't be difficult.

My fortune-telling business has been less than ideal lately; it's really too difficult to make a living as a fortune teller.

It's a common human failing that people only ever want to hear flattering and auspicious words.

If the divination reveals a good match, all will be well; if it reveals incompatibility, disaster will ensue. At best, one will be publicly insulted and labeled a fraud; at worst, one will be physically assaulted.

He finally understood what his master on the mountain meant by the phrase, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

The Lu family's old residence.

When Wen Qi returned to the villa, Old Master Lu immediately rushed over, his face full of ingratiating smiles.

"Qiqi."

Wen Qi: "Just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush."

Grandpa Lu didn't care about her attitude at all, and said with a smile, "I just had someone transfer 50 million to your account as a deposit to lock in the shares. Did you receive it?"

"Really? I've been too busy to check my messages."

"Take a look when you have a moment; we'll raise the remaining funds for the share acquisition very quickly."

Wen Qi glanced at him: "I'm a picky eater. I only eat what's served to me. I'm not interested in empty promises."

She took out her phone and opened the bank's SMS message interface.

Two hours ago, a sum of 50 million was deposited into the account, with the note clearly stating: "Special Funds for Locking Up Shares".

Old Master Lu was speechless at her blunt words and felt a surge of anger.

"I saw the money. If you have nothing else to do, get to work and stop loitering around me."

Old Master Lu didn't leave, and tentatively asked, "I just heard that the Gu family has caused a huge commotion. The Gu Madam who was supposed to have died of illness wasn't dead at all. Is that true?"

Wen Qi saw through his little scheme at a glance, and said with a half-smile, "Why don't you just ask me directly whether I'm the one who started this?"

Grandpa Lu wasn't embarrassed at having his thoughts exposed: "The Gu family is a very complicated place, with a complex web of connections behind the scenes. Qiqi, you'd better try not to get involved."

Wen Qi is still nominally a daughter-in-law of the Lu family, and the Gu family's resentment will also have an impact on the Lu family.

Wen Qi chuckled: "The waters are deep? You should all be aware of the Gu family's actions. Gu Cheng and Zhao Tong have been secretly in cahoots for a long time."

He secretly poisoned Jiang Shining for a long period of time, faked her death from illness, imprisoned her in a dark room for eleven years, and tortured her day and night.

"Gu Cheng did this, but could your Lu family and Lu Jisheng really do it too?"

Old Master Lu's face darkened: "Qiqi, why do you think that way?"

Wen Qi didn't speak, but chuckled.

He got up and walked upstairs.

Old Master Lu looked as if he had been slapped several times in public, his old face burning with embarrassment.

In wealthy families, some things are tacitly understood; family interests always come first, and there's not much affection between them.

A dark room in an abandoned villa.

The police's professional lock-picking team has arrived at the scene, and everyone is repeatedly studying the electronic positioning shackles on Jiang Shining's ankle.

The specially made shackles worn by Jiang Shining have an extremely high level of encryption, and the disassembly process is complicated and tedious. If you are not careful, the program will be triggered directly, and Jiang Shining will be injured.

Gu Ting stayed by his mother's side the whole time, watching the busy technicians, a cold glint in his eyes.

In order to completely shut down Gu Cheng, he called his assistant and held a press conference open to the public online.

Due to the location restrictions imposed by the electronic shackles, Jiang Shining was unable to move long distances, so the press conference was held outside the door of this sinful, dark room.

Gu Ting hung up the phone.

All media executives received the message simultaneously and immediately notified their overseas reporters, requiring them to be on high alert and provide full HD live coverage.

Within just over ten minutes, the area around the abandoned villa was packed with media reporters.

Gu Ting knelt down on one knee and whispered to comfort her, "Mom, don't be afraid. I'm here for you. From now on, no one can hurt you anymore."

Jiang Shining nodded gently, her cloudy eyes filled with peace.

She endured eleven years of utter darkness, and the only thing that kept her alive was her son.

Now that Gu Ting is by her side, she is not afraid.

Half an hour later, the press conference began.

Despite her broken and weakened body, Jiang Shining clearly and bluntly exposed all of Gu Cheng's crimes in front of the entire internet live stream.

He subjected her to chronic poisoning over many years and imprisoned her in a hospital while she was still alive.

She later faked her death from illness and spent eleven years in this dark room, enduring both physical and mental torture.