"Little Yi!"
"Huh?" Luo Shiyi finally snapped back to reality.
Zhou Ying, who had never been ignored like this before, was a bit displeased. "I said, let's go to the beauty salon together next week."
"Ah, sure." Luo Shiyi absentmindedly agreed.
Zhou Ying bit her lip, glancing at Luo Shiyi in the rearview mirror as she fiddled with her watch. A flicker of disdain crossed her eyes.
*What a country bumpkin, treating a worthless watch like a treasure.*
Even the discarded watches in the corners of her house were worth tens of thousands of euros!
She knew these kinds of small-town girls all too well. They could be easily won over with a few petty favors.
As Zhou Ying drove, she pondered which of her old, unwanted watches to give to this bumpkin.
But then she remembered the way Luo Shiyi had mocked her earlier, and her mood soured. She wanted to teach her a lesson.
What kind of lesson, though?
Zhou Ying thought about it as she drove.
By the time they arrived at the Imperial Nightclub, she had come up with a brilliant plan.
——When the young masters of the elite circle hunted for ordinary girls, they would take them to unfamiliar, extravagant environments. Amid the dazzling chaos, they would become the girl's only savior, rescuing her.
It worked every time.
Zhou Ying decided to borrow this tactic.
She led Luo Shiyi into Nan City's largest nightclub, then stopped and said, "Little Yi, your uncle's friends are all in room 204 on the second floor. Go ahead and join them. I'll be right back after I touch up my lipstick in the bathroom."
Without giving Luo Shiyi a chance to respond, she hurried off in her high heels.
She knew exactly what kind of person her brother was.
Zhou Wei was Nan City's most notorious playboy, his level of charm and recklessness rivaled only by the third young master of the Shen family.
All she needed to do was send him a message, asking him to give this country girl a bit of trouble. Then, she would swoop in at the right moment to save her. This naive girl, having never experienced such a situation, would surely be overwhelmed with gratitude.
Meanwhile, Luo Shiyi watched Zhou Ying's retreating figure, her brow slightly raised.
She hadn't missed the sly smirk on Zhou Ying's lips.
*What is Zhou Ying up to? Trying to mess with me?*
*Surely she wouldn't deliberately give me the wrong room number, would she?*
Second floor, room 204.
Luo Shiyi silently repeated the room number, feeling puzzled as she made her way upstairs.
She pushed the door open, and the room was filled with flashing lights and chaotic energy. The heavy metal music was deafening.
She swept her gaze across the room. In the spacious private booth, several men were draped with scantily clad women, the atmosphere wild and lively.
Luo Shiyi frowned.
*Was this the kind of gathering Shen Xiuyi wanted to bring me to?*
*Did Zhou Ying really give me the wrong room number?*
Just as Luo Shiyi was about to leave, the playboy sitting in the center of the room pushed the half-naked model off his lap and stood up, grinning lazily. "Hey there, beautiful. Who are you looking for?"
The closer he got, the more Zhou Wei's eyes lit up with admiration. He had just received a message from his sister, asking him to teach a woman who was pestering Shen Xiuyi a lesson.
At the time, Zhou Wei hadn't thought much of it, assuming it was just some seductive gold digger.
But now, seeing Luo Shiyi in person, he realized this was no ordinary woman. Even among Nan City's many socialites, he couldn't find another like her!
She wore a soft yellow dress, her slender waist looking as if it could be snapped with a single hand, her ankles pale and delicate. Her aura was a mix of innocence and unearthly coldness, completely out of place in the decadent booth.
This kind of innocent flower was born to be conquered by men.
Zhou Wei's blood boiled with excitement. Sensing her intention to leave, he quickly blocked the door. "Little sister, why leave so soon? Come join the fun!"
Luo Shiyi frowned, suppressing her discomfort. "Are you friends with Shen Xiuyi?"
"Yes. Very close friends." Zhou Wei's Phoenix eyes glinted. "Are you here for Xiuyi?"
He leaned in close, his voice low and seductive. "Xiuyi's such a stiff man. He's nowhere near as fun as me. Little sister, why don't you come with me? I promise you'll have the time of your life!"
Luo Shiyi raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Care to explain what you mean by 'the time of my life'?"
Zhou Wei reached out, trying to place his hand on her shoulder, a sly smile on his lips. His voice took on an suggestive tone, "It's all about that close, intimate connection between two bodies… it's an act of pure pleasure."
Luo Shiyi's eyes flashed with coldness in an instant, and she quickly grabbed his wrist, smiling sweetly and innocently. "Funny you should mention that, I also happen to enjoy that kind of intense physical interaction!"
Zhou Wei was momentarily taken aback, then laughed even more wildly. "So my little sister enjoys this kind of thing too, huh?"
Just as he reached out to grab her tender palm, his world spun 360 degrees in the air before he crashed to the ground with a loud thud.
"F*ck!" he cried out in pain. "Are you f*cking insane?"
Standing there, Luo Shiyi still wore that innocent, sweet smile. "Gege likes physical interactions, right? I'm just giving you what you want! Is it enough? Do you want more?"
Zhou Wei wiped his mouth, his eyes blazing with a desire to conquer. "You b*tch, you've really pissed me off!"
He got up, but in the next second, he let out a blood-curdling scream and was once again slammed to the ground.
Inside the private room, apart from the deafening music, everything was eerily silent. Everyone was dumbfounded, staring in shock, forgetting to intervene.
The room was filled with Zhou Wei's increasingly pitiful screams.
At this moment, Zhou Ying, having finished her touch-ups, thought that the bumpkin must've been sufficiently frightened by now. She timed her entrance perfectly, ready to play the hero.
She even toned down the smirk on her lips before leisurely pushing the door open.
The screams hit her like a wave. When she saw the scene inside the room, her eyes nearly popped out of her head.
Her brother was being pinned against the wall and beaten by that bumpkin!
"Gege!" Zhou Ying screamed, rushing to stop Luo Shiyi. Furious, she yelled, "What are you doing?"
Luo Shiyi shrugged, looking utterly innocent. "He said he enjoyed physical interactions, so I was just giving him what he wanted."
Zhou Ying was livid. She helped her brother up, glaring at Luo Shiyi. "My brother was just joking with you, and you beat him up like this? You... you have no manners!"
Luo Shiyi sneered. "Funny. I'm trying to discuss manners with a pervert who's driven by nothing but lust. Do men like this understand the concept of manners?"
Everyone in the room finally snapped out of their stupor, stirring, ready to step in.
But at that moment, the door to the private room swung open again. A figure exuding coldness stood at the entrance, his deep, pool-like eyes scanning the chaotic scene. His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"What's going on here?"
Before Zhou Ying could launch into tattling, a figure in a soft yellow dress flew towards Shen Xiuyi.
"Little Uncle!"
Luo Shiyi grabbed onto Shen Xiuyi's arm, her voice trembling with sobs. Her face was a picture of misery as she pointed an accusatory finger at Zhou Wei. "Little Uncle, that pervert tried to take advantage of me! He even dared to touch me with his filthy hands, it was so disgusting! He's a total jerk! Waaaaaa~"
In the midst of Luo Shiyi's wailing, Zhou Wei was completely dumbfounded.
*A pervert?*
*Who?*
*Did he even manage to lay a finger on her?*
He was the one who just got beaten up, and now he's having to deal with this!
Wait a minute! What did this witch just call Shen Xiuyi?
Lit-tle Un-cle!?
Zhou Wei looked at his sister in utter shock.
Zhou Ying, unable to meet her brother's gaze, turned her face away guiltily.
Zhou Wei: !
This... this is a setup!