Out of control and sinking

Chapter 39: It’s your own fault and you won’t survive

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and nicotine, and the clinking of glasses, accompanied by coquettish laughter and playful banter, added to the ambiguous atmosphere.

Wang Ti wore a low-cut strapless top and a short, narrow skirt that perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. With her bright red lips and black eyeliner, she was undeniably a sexy beauty.

At that moment, she was flirting with the big boss: "Oh, Mr. Zhang, what are you saying? I'm getting embarrassed!"

"I'll drink this glass to the last drop as a sign of respect!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

This drew applause from the men present.

"Well done, Titi truly lives up to her name."

"Everyone, drink to your heart's content! It's on me today!"

The other boss blushed and readily agreed.

These words were met with another round of cheers from the audience.

Wang Ti's eyes were filled with smugness.

In this club, no one is better at business than her.

This also made her standards rise higher and higher.

Looking at the several big bosses in front of me, each of them had a big belly, their faces were bloated and fat like pigs, and their faces were shiny with oil.

Wang Ti felt disgusted.

She wouldn't have spent time with them if it weren't for the money; what good is money if they have it all?

Seeing this face in the middle of the night makes me want to vomit.

Not to mention any other interests.

As she thought about it, Wang Ti couldn't help but recall the man from that night, whose face was aloof and noble, and whose whole body exuded an air of elegance.

Bo Ye, President of the Bo Group.

The dream man of every woman in the capital.

She's got money and good looks.

Also in good shape.

Most importantly, he's handsome.

Wang Ti's eyes were filled with admiration; that kind of man was the kind of man she, Wang Ti, should pursue.

If Wang Ti could sleep in the same bed with Bo Ye in this lifetime, she would be willing to die for it.

Just as she was having a sweet dream, the door to the private room was pushed open, and the owner, Sister Zhu, came in with a cigarette in her mouth and a smile: "Excuse me, I have something to discuss with Wang Ti."

He gestured for Wang Ti to leave.

Wang Ti smiled a few times and immediately followed her out.

The door to the private room closed, and Wang Ti, wearing high heels, had long, slender legs that were captivatingly beautiful. Paired with her exquisite figure, she was definitely a stunning beauty.

Her red lips curled into a smile, and she placed her hands on her chest: "What's wrong, Third Sister? Is there something you need?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Sanjie turned her head.

The smile from before was gone, replaced by a face full of anger.

Without saying a word, Zhu Sanjie raised her hand and slapped Wang Ti hard across the face several times, the slaps making a particularly loud sound.

"Ah!" Caught off guard, Wang Ti was thrown against the wall. "Third Sister, what are you doing? Are you crazy?!"

Zhu Sanjie grabbed her hair and dragged her to the other side of the corridor where no one was.

A waiter passing by was horrified when he saw what was happening. After all, that was Wang Ti!

It used to be the most cherished treasure of Sister Zhu San.

But now they're beating her so badly.

Why is that?

In the corridor, Zhu Sanjie looked at the disheveled Wang Ti and sneered repeatedly: "Am I crazy? I think you're the one who's crazy! Don't you even know who you are? You think you're something special just because you sold a few bottles of wine? You dare to mess with just anyone, you little bitch! You want to get me killed!"

Wang Ti covered her swollen face, tears streaming down her face, a far cry from her usual smug demeanor.

"Third sister, what are you saying? I don't understand."

"Don't you understand?" Zhu Sanjie threw her cigarette on the ground and walked over. "You dared to answer President Bo's call? And you even dared to tell the people on the other end that you're President Bo's woman? Have you lost your mind?"

Wang Ti exclaimed in panic, "Third Sister, how did you know? It's not like that! Third Sister, let me explain!"

"Explanation? What's there to explain?" Zhu Sanjie shook her off: "It's all clearly and plainly shown in the surveillance footage."

"President Bo's assistant personally led a team to check the surveillance footage; the evidence is right there."

"What!" Wang Ti exclaimed, her eyes wide. "How could he know?"

She clearly deleted the records.

Could it be that woman?

Wang Ti instantly turned cold. She should have realized it sooner; it was all her fault for being too smug back then.

Zhu Sanjie sneered: "Don't treat everyone like a fool."

"You think Bo Ye is someone who can control such a large family business when you're just a teenager? You dare to touch his things and then tell them you're his woman? What if you're the one he loves? You're lucky he hasn't killed you."

Zhu Sanjie sighed, "I can't protect you this time either. Don't you know what kind of person President Bo is? With your status, how dare you covet him? You won't even know how you die one day."

"Go on, for the sake of our past relationship, I won't make things difficult for you. Don't stay here and become a burden to me."

Wang Ti shook her head: "No, Third Sister, I don't want to leave."

"I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance, considering how long we've been together."

Wang Ti knelt down with a thud.

She cried uncontrollably.

Sister Zhu didn't want her, and no other club dared to take her either.

Moreover, everyone knows that Wang Ti is Zhu Sanjie's person.

If she leaves here, she won't be able to make a living in the entire capital.

But Sister Zhu wasn't soft-hearted; she glanced at the bodyguard.

The two bodyguards understood instantly.

They dragged Wang Ti away.

No matter how much she cried and screamed, no one paid any attention to her anymore.

The club's top sales performer for several consecutive years was simply thrown away like trash.

It's truly pathetic.

Only when she could hear no more movement did Zhu Sanjie turn around and snort coldly, "You reap what you sow."

He lit a cigarette and went to the sex workers at the education club.

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