Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Su Wuli tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy to lift.

All I could see were blurry lights and shadows, swaying back and forth in patches.

Someone was standing next to her.

She could feel that gaze falling on her from above.

"Mr. Zhou," Xu Weiwei said with a smile, "I've delivered the person to you, shall I go now?"

"Hmm." A male voice sounded, satisfied. "I'll talk to President Wang about your matter later."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." Xu smiled slightly and walked towards the door.

The door opened and closed again, and the room became quiet.

Su Wuli lay on the bed, her whole body limp.

The heat grew stronger and stronger, burning outwards from her body, until her consciousness began to fade.

She knew she should run, but her hands and feet wouldn't obey her commands; even lifting a finger was difficult.

Footsteps sounded, heading towards the bedside.

She could feel the mattress sink in, and someone sat down right next to her.

Zhou Tao smiled and said, "I told you the first time I met you, it was only a matter of time."

A hand reached out and touched her face.

Su Wuli turned her head with difficulty, but couldn't avoid it.

The hand slid from her cheek to her chin, pinched it, and turned it around.

"This face..." Zhou Tao couldn't help but click his tongue twice, "No wonder so many people in the industry are after it."

Su Wuli wanted to speak, but her lips moved only, producing a few indistinct sounds.

The other person laughed. "What are you trying to say?"

His hand released her face and moved down.

I touched her shoulder, and the neckline of her dress.

Su Wuli was trembling all over.

She struggled with all her might, but her body felt like it was filled with lead, and she could only move her fingers a little.

She gripped the bed sheet beneath her tightly.

The hand stopped at her collar and pinched the thin strap.

"Don't be nervous." The man's voice was right next to my ear, reeking of alcohol. "Relax, in a little while..."

He paused, then said meaningfully, "I'll make you feel like you're in heaven in a moment."

In her dazed state, Su Wuli saw the man's greedy smile and felt a chill run down her spine.

She wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

My throat felt blocked, and I could only make a few broken breathy sounds.

The other person's hand was still at her collar, pinching the strap and slowly pulling it down.

Despair washed over me like ice water, flooding my chest, my throat, and finally reaching my eyes.

She didn't know how much consciousness she had left.

All she knew was that with each movement of Zhou Tao's hand, she sank a little deeper.

His fingers gripped the bed sheet so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

The last bit of clarity in my mind flickered like a candle flame, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

She bit her lip hard, trying to draw blood to keep herself awake.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think of someone, and her throat tightened.

She didn't know if she had made a sound.

His lips moved, like the last breath before drowning.

"...Yu Chen".

help me.

The second sentence was swallowed back down, turning into tears that welled up inside.

Suddenly, the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.

Even though nothing had happened, the hairs on the back of her head stood on end.

Zhou Tao stopped moving.

He spoke impatiently, "Who—"

However, before he could finish speaking, he was sent flying.

Su Wuli didn't see how it happened.

She heard only a muffled thud, then the sound of him hitting the ground, followed by a scream.

However, the scream was cut off as soon as it was uttered.

Su Wuli desperately opened her eyes.

Through the blurry vision, a figure in black could be seen standing a few steps away.

The person had their back to her, so she couldn't see their face, but she was very familiar with their figure.

Yu Chen.

He was looking down at the person curled up on the ground.

Zhou Tao lay on the ground, his face turning a deep purplish-red, his hands covering his neck.

Yu Chen's hand gripped his neck, pinning him to the ground, rendering him unable to move.

Zhou Tao tried desperately to pry it open, but to no avail.

"You...you fucking..." Zhou Tao's voice was squeezed out of his throat, broken and intermittent, "Do you know...who I am...?"

Yu Chen slowly squatted down and moved a little closer.

The room was so quiet that you could hear the painful sounds coming from Zhou Zongtao's throat.

"Who are you?" Yu Chen asked, his voice low and calm, yet more terrifying than any anger.

Zhou Zongtao stared at him, his lips trembling, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word.

Yu Chen looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Su Wuli could feel the chill even from several steps away.

"It's not important," Yu Chen said casually.

His hand tightened a little.

Zhou Tao's eyes began to roll upwards, and his face changed from a liverish color to a bluish-purple.

"You touched her."

When Yu Chen said those three words, his voice remained calm.

But the thing pressing down below looked like it was going to tear a person apart.

His hand tightened a little more.

Zhou Tao's legs started to kick, but then became weaker and weaker.

"You dare touch my woman," Yu Chen said, enunciating each word clearly.

Zhou Tai's eyes had begun to roll back, his mouth was open, and his tongue was sticking out.

Su Wuli lay on the bed, her body limp, but in that instant, she still managed to shout out with all her might.

"Yu Chen..."

The man's name came out of her mouth so softly it was almost a whisper.

But he heard it, his movements visibly paused, and then he let go.

Zhou Tao collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, gasping for breath and coughing violently.

He crawled backward on his hands and feet, trying to get as far away from that murderous god as possible.

Yu Chen stood up.

He looked down at the person crawling awkwardly on the ground, his calm radiating a chilling quality.

"I'll spare your life today."

Zhou Tao paused for a moment as he climbed.

Yu Chen turned away and stopped looking at him.

"But if I find out," he paused, his voice trailing off lightly, "there will be a next time—"

He didn't finish his sentence.

But Zhou Tao's face was even paler than when he was being choked.

After saying that, Yu Chen walked over to the bedside.

Su Wuli watched him approach, something churning in her eyes.

She couldn't see what it was, but she knew her heart skipped a beat.

Yu Chen stopped by the bedside and looked down at her.

Su Wu lay on the bed, the neckline of her dress askew, and the strap had been torn off halfway.

Her face was covered in tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she had bitten her lips until they bled.

He looked completely disheveled.

He looked at her for two seconds, then reached out and pulled her off the bed, pulling her into his arms.

The movement wasn't gentle; it was even a bit heavy.

Yu Chen's arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, making it hard for her to breathe.

But Su Wuli couldn't speak; she just buried her face in his chest, tears streaming down her face.

His heart was pounding, each beat striking her cheek.

His voice came from above, low and hoarse, "I told you..."

Su Wuli nestled in his arms, motionless.

"You're so naive," he said, "you'll be devoured by this cannibalistic world."