After being reborn, the school beauty's entire family knelt down to repent.

"He just told me to do it, I don't know anything else..."

Chen Ming stared at her for a long time, but finally gave up asking. It seemed that no matter how much he pressed her, Zhao Rou wouldn't be able to say anything useful.

“Fine,” Chen Ming said coldly, “Since you ‘don’t know,’ then let’s arrange to meet him and I’ll talk to him personally.”

Zhao Rou's face turned even paler, her lips trembling, "I...I dare not..."

"Don't dare?" Chen Ming sneered. "How dare you be so bold when you were framing me? Now you're scared?"

Zhao Rou bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, "Chen Ming, I beg you, please let me go... I'll never do it again..."

"Let you go?" Chen Ming thought he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"When you were betraying me, why didn't you ever think of letting me go? You think you can just let it go with a simple 'I'll let you go'?"

"Zhao Rou, what kind of pipe dream are you having?"

He suddenly stood up, looking down at Zhao Rou, "Zhao Rou, let me tell you, if you don't get him to come out today..."

"I'll call the police right now, and you can expect to spend the rest of your life in jail!"

Zhao Rou trembled with fright. She knew Chen Ming's temper; he wasn't joking.

Zhao Rou looked miserable and whispered with her head slightly lowered.

"I...I made an appointment..."

Chen Ming nodded in satisfaction. "Remember, don't try anything funny. Otherwise..."

He paused meaningfully for a moment, then turned and left.

Zhao Rou nodded quickly; all she wanted to do now was to resolve this problem as soon as possible.

The next day, Zhao Rou got up very early.

Her dark circles and puffy eye bags indicated that she hadn't slept all night.

What Chen Ming said last night kept her tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep.

She tidied herself up briefly, changing into a slightly formal suit, trying to make herself look more presentable in order to deal with Mr. Li.

Before leaving the house, she carefully examined herself in the mirror.

Her once-proud and beautiful face now looks haggard. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. Was it worth it to make herself look like this for 100,000 yuan?

But it's too late to regret it now; she can only grit her teeth and keep going.

Zhao Rou simply borrowed a bicycle. Along the way, she kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm her flustered emotions.

She had imagined countless scenarios: Would Boss Li be angry? Or even... physically harm her?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder.

Zhao Rou parked her bicycle in front of a luxurious villa, but hesitated to go forward after getting off.

She gazed at the magnificent, golden building before her, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Zhao Rou had once dreamed of living in such a house and enjoying a life of luxury, but now she had to humble herself and beg for help.

After much hesitation, Zhao Rou finally rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-"

The crisp sound of the doorbell rang out loudly in the quiet air, jolting Zhao Rou's tense nerves.

Soon, the door was opened.

A simply dressed middle-aged woman appeared at the door. She looked Zhao Rou up and down and asked.

"Miss, who are you looking for?"

Zhao Rou quickly forced a smile, trying her best to appear as natural as possible.

"Hello, I'm looking for... I'm looking for the owner of this place. My name is Zhao Rou, and I arranged to meet him today."

The old woman looked at her suspiciously. "You made an appointment? How come I didn't know? Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned and went into the house, leaving Zhao Rou standing alone at the door.

The waiting time always seemed exceptionally long. Zhao Rou felt her heart beating faster and faster, and her palms began to sweat.

She kept rubbing her hands together, trying to calm her nerves.

Finally, the old woman reappeared at the door, "The master wants you to come in."

Zhao Rou followed her mother through the spacious courtyard and into the living room of the villa.

Mr. Li was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine, leisurely flipping through the newspaper.

Hearing the noise, Boss Li looked up, put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked at Zhao Rou with great interest, a playful smile on his lips.

He wore a silk bathrobe, his hair was neatly combed, and he exuded the charm of a successful person in every gesture.

"You've come," he said, his voice low.

"Hmm..." Zhao Rou nodded nervously, trying to suppress her unease and manage a forced smile.

"The thing is...the thing is like this..."

Mr. Li walked up to her, looking down at her with a playful expression in his eyes.

"Tell me, where's the money?"

Zhao Rou's face turned pale, and she stammered.

"I...I really can't raise that much money..."

Mr. Li's face instantly darkened. He grabbed Zhao Rou's wrist and spoke in an icy tone.

"You fool me?"

Zhao Rou gasped in pain, staring at Boss Li in horror, tears welling in her eyes.

"I didn't... I really didn't..."

"No money? How are you going to pay it back? Do you think your body is worth 100,000?"

Mr. Li's tone was sarcastic, but the force in his hand did not lessen at all.

Zhao Rou trembled with fear. She struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from Boss Li's grip.

"I...I made an appointment with Chen Ming...he'll be coming tomorrow...he'll talk to you..."

"Chen Ming?" Boss Li was taken aback for a moment, then let go of her hand. He looked Zhao Rou up and down. "You and Chen Ming aren't teaming up to play me, are you?"

Zhao Rou rubbed her wrist, which had been pinched red, and said excitedly with wide eyes, "No, how could I lie to you!"

"It's Chen Ming! Chen Ming contacted me first!"

Boss Li suddenly burst into laughter, "Chen Ming took the initiative to find you? Even if you were naked in bed, he might not even give you a second glance. And you're still pretending?"

Zhao Rou lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Mr. Li walked to the sofa, poured himself a glass of red wine, and slowly took a sip. "You think he'll come tomorrow? And want to talk to me again?"

Zhao Rou nodded quickly, "Yes...yes...he promised me..."

“Heh…” Boss Li sneered, “I’d like to see how he plans to talk to me.”

“He…he’s very capable…” Zhao Rou quickly explained, “He…he knows a lot of people…”

Mr. Li smiled noncommittally, "Alright, I'll wait. If he doesn't come tomorrow, or if you can't come up with the money, you know the consequences."

Zhao Rou turned pale with fright, nodding repeatedly, "I know...I know..."

Mr. Li waved his hand, "Alright, you can go now."

Zhao Rou felt as if she had been granted a pardon and fled the villa as if she were escaping.

Three days later, the opulent "Prosperous Dynasty" private club exuded an air of extravagance.

Chen Ming, dressed in casual clothes, stood out from his surroundings.

Zhao Rou arrived late, wearing sky-high heels and swaying her slender waist.

She dressed up specially today, with exquisite makeup and a low-cut, tight-fitting dress that accentuated her alluring curves, as if she wanted to wear all her most expensive clothes.

Upon seeing Chen Ming, a flash of resentment crossed her eyes, but she quickly put on a pitiful expression.