100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

After receiving orders to continue the pursuit, the men in black all left the room.

Here, the sea is in front and a cliff is behind. If you want to escape, you can only go back the way you came, but that road is full of their people.

As for the woman on the ground, the leader squatted down and checked her breathing.

They didn't kill her?

A cold glint flashed in the man's eyes, and with a swift movement, the dagger plunged directly into the woman's heart.

It wasn't a very useful knife to begin with, but since it's dead, it has to make some contribution.

"You," the man gestured to his men, "take her away."

"Yes."

Meanwhile, Cheng Yu and Feng Zhuo took advantage of the darkness to hide in a corner of the small villa.

"Boss, who exactly are these people?"

Feng Zhuo felt a lingering fear when he thought about what had just happened.

Cheng Yu licked his lips and gently rubbed his chest with his hand.

"The local gangs in Country Y are a group that the government doesn't easily deal with."

“But we don’t have any dealings with them. Even if there were internal problems, they wouldn’t dare send these people.” After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, “Could it be that someone else is targeting you?”

"I'm afraid this is one of the conditions for my marriage proposal," Cheng Yufeng said casually.

He never imagined that his second uncle would want him to die so badly.

Shouldn't I still have some value to myself?

Looking at his profile, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

“If that’s the case, they won’t leave easily, and we’re not safe here either.”

Cheng Yu was aware of his current situation and had no intention of running away.

They want his life? Then let's see how they want to take it!

"Azhuo, you stay here until they leave, then go somewhere."

Feng Zhuo immediately knew what he was going to do and immediately stopped him, saying, "Boss, you can't go out. I didn't bring much, but it's enough to kill them all."

Cheng Yu knew this, of course, but he disagreed.

“Although this is a foreign country and there are no regulations on these things, we are not citizens of Y country after all. If we cause a big commotion, it will be difficult to handle.” He said, taking out his phone.

Seeing that there was no signal at all on the screen, I sneered inwardly.

Not to mention that those people had already installed signal jammers, even in the mountains, the signal was very poor.

"Take my phone, and once they leave, go to this place."

Without saying a word, Cheng Yu shoved the phone into his hand and pointed to the words on the screen.

Feng Zhuo looked worried, "But Madam doesn't know you're out this time. If anything happens to you, she..."

Thinking of Meng Tingwan, Cheng Yu smiled gently, "Don't worry, I'll be fine for her sake."

Then he stood up, turned and walked into the darkness.

After those people left the building, they split into two groups: one went to the beach and the other went to the cliff.

Cheng Yu patted his clothes, his expression calm and composed, and slowly walked out from the side. Upon seeing them, he stood still and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Upon hearing the sound, those men immediately turned around and, upon seeing Cheng Yu, all pointed their guns at him.

The man in the lead frowned and made a few hand gestures to his subordinates.

His men slowly raised their guns and surrounded them.

Cheng Yu found their cautious movements amusing. "Don't worry, I'm a good citizen of China, and I don't have anything dangerous on me."

After he finished speaking, he opened his arms, as if he wanted to prove it to them.

A lamp hung at the main entrance of the small villa; the light wasn't very strong, but it was enough for people to see clearly.

The man was wearing a black leather jacket over a matching black zip-up turtleneck sweater, and the dim lighting made his skin appear even whiter.

Especially with the half-smile playing at the corners of his mouth, he exudes a relaxed vibe, as if he doesn't care about anything.

"Aren't you trying to kill me? I'm right here, do you dare take me away?"

Cheng Yu spoke again, his words clearly provocative.

The man in the lead narrowed his eyes and said in broken Chinese, "Someone's willing to pay for your life. Do you think we dare to do it?"

"How many?"

"what?"

How much is my life worth?

The man did not answer.

Because he doesn't know.

Cheng Yu had already guessed it, so he put his hands in his pockets and walked towards him step by step. "Since you don't know, then let the person who does know come. I'll talk business with him."

What kind of business are we discussing?

"A win-win deal."

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Yuezhou.

Meng Tingwan got up and washed at six o'clock in the morning.

She didn't need to bring much this time; the only thing she might need to bring was Diudiu.

Sister Yan usually arrives at nine o'clock, so she takes care of her own breakfast.

After preparing something delicious for Diudiu, Meng Tingwan went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out milk and bread.

She put her food on the bar counter and started eating while scrolling through her phone.

The trending topic on Weibo is still about the short drama she took on.

It's just that their own fans are very supportive, criticizing everything and everyone under those marketing accounts, and there are always people who come out to defend them against any negative comments.

Their rhetoric was also very consistent, which reminded Meng Tingwan of the head of the support group.

So she switched to her main Weibo account and left a message for the head of the fan club.

Firstly, I wanted to see him, and secondly, I simply wanted to thank him for his support over the years.

Without these little stars, I probably wouldn't have been able to last so many years.

But soon, all of this will come to an end.

Meng Tingwan turned off her phone, finished the last sip of milk, and threw the bottle into the trash can.

After all that was done, An'an arrived.

She opened the door with the password and came in to find Meng Tingwan standing in the kitchen.

"Sis, why are you up so early again?"

Meng Tingwan smiled at her, "I'm hungry."

"Then I'll go buy you breakfast."

"No need, I'm done eating."

An'an walked over suspiciously and saw milk bottles and bread wrappers in the trash can. "Sis, how can you eat your fill with these? I'll go buy you some more."

Meng Tingwan stopped her, "Really, you don't need to. You know how much I eat."

“I…” An’an stopped mid-sentence.

Of course I knew; I knew it ever since I started following Meng Tingwan.

She was incredibly disciplined; she never touched high-calorie foods, and her meals were extremely bland.

Most importantly, I always feel full after eating just a little bit.

Even so, Meng Tingwan's figure is not the skinny type; her waist-to-hip ratio is recognized as exceptionally high in the entertainment industry, and her muscles are just right.

"Alright then, you sit down first, I'll go pack my things."

"it is good."

Before eight o'clock, Fang Jia and her driver arrived in their van to pick them up.

Meng Tingwan carried Diudiu into the car and sat down next to Fang Jia.

"Wanwan, take a look at this and see if we need to solve it the same way as before."

On the tablet Fang Jia handed her were the marketing accounts she had seen that morning, as well as some others she didn't recognize.

Not only that, but there were also several bloggers there.

"Let's sue."

Meng Tingwan handed the tablet back and spoke calmly.

Fang Jia was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Why are you suddenly going to sue them?"

These people have criticized them before, especially in the first few years after their debut.

Rumors and smear articles are flying everywhere.

But Meng Tingwan never paid any attention to it and always dealt with it by ignoring it.

This was so unusual that Fang Jia could hardly believe it.

Meng Tingwan took a bell out of her bag and tied it around Diudiu's neck. After tying it, she turned to Fang Jia and said, "Settle the accounts."