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

Zhao Rou took a deep breath and began to fabricate a story.

She said she was scammed by a so-called "investment expert" who told her to invest in a "sure-fire" project, but she lost everything and ended up with a debt of 50,000 yuan.

"That swindler ran off with the money, and I'm desperate. I have no choice but to come to you for help..."

As Zhao Rou spoke, tears began to fall again.

She looked up at Chen Ming with a pitiful expression, "Chen Ming, I know you have a kind heart, you definitely wouldn't leave me to die..."

Chen Ming sneered inwardly; this woman's storytelling skills were getting better and better.

He didn't expose her, but watched her performance with great interest, wanting to see what other tricks she could come up with.

"Zhao Rou, you say you've been scammed, what evidence do you have?"

Chen Ming's tone was calm, yet it concealed a sharp edge.

Zhao Rou was taken aback, clearly not expecting Chen Ming to ask that question. She said...

"I...I have no evidence..."

"No evidence?" Chen Ming raised an eyebrow. "Then how can I believe what you say?"

Zhao Rou panicked and quickly said, "Chen Ming, I'm telling the truth! How could I lie to you?"

"Really?" Chen Ming looked at her with a half-smile. "Then tell me, what's that swindler's name? What does he look like? Where does he swindle people?"

Zhao Rou was speechless when asked the question. She had never met any "investment expert" at all; it was all made up.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"What? Can't you say?" Chen Ming pressed on, "Or are you lying all along?"

Zhao Rou's face flushed red and then turned pale.

She couldn't leave; she still needed Chen Ming's money.

"Chen Ming, I..." Zhao Rou wanted to explain further, but Chen Ming interrupted her.

"Enough!" Chen Ming said coldly. "I don't want to hear any more of your fabricated stories."

"You still haven't paid me back the money you owe me, and now you're trying to scam me out of another 50,000 yuan. Do you really think I'm stupid?"

Zhao Rou panicked completely, realizing that she had truly angered Chen Ming this time.

She immediately knelt on the ground, hugged Chen Ming's legs, and cried out, "Chen Ming, I was wrong! Please, please help me!"

"I will definitely pay you back in the future, I'll do anything for you!"

Chen Ming looked down at her, his eyes devoid of pity.

He forcefully shook off Zhao Rou's hand and turned to walk towards the internet cafe.

"Chen Ming! You can't do this to me! You..."

Zhao Rou's voice stopped abruptly because she saw Chen Ming stop and slowly turn around.

"Zhao Rou, don't treat everyone like fools. One minute you say it's because of family issues, the next you say it's because you were scammed. Do you think everyone is a fool?"

"I advise you to leave now, or I'll call security."

He was ruthless and spoke his mind without any mercy.

Zhao Rou was stunned. She looked up at Chen Ming in disbelief.

Zhao Rou collapsed to the ground, Chen Ming's resolute back piercing her last hope.

Fifty thousand yuan was an astronomical figure for her, and Dexin's debt collection was like a death warrant.

She covered her face, her desperate sobs echoing in the empty internet cafe entrance, drawing strange looks from passersby.

Since Chen Ming's path was blocked, a thought flashed through Zhao Rou's mind: Qi Wenxuan.

The man who once doted on her might be able to help her.

Zhao Rou came to find out Qi Wenxuan's whereabouts and finally intercepted him on his usual route.

"Is it you?" Qi Wenxuan's voice was low, carrying a hint of weariness.

"Wenxuan...it's me, Zhao Rou." Zhao Rou's voice trembled, with a hint of pleading.

Qi Wenxuan was silent for a moment before his slightly indifferent voice came out: "Is there something you need?"

Zhao Rou took a deep breath and began to tell the lie she had prepared.

However, Qi Wenxuan did not show the sympathy and concern she had expected; he simply asked calmly.

What evidence do you have to prove you were scammed?

Zhao Rou's heart tightened. Chen Ming had asked the same question, and now Qi Wenxuan was asking it too.

She stammered and couldn't answer for a long time.

"Zhao Rou," Qi Wenxuan's voice was filled with disappointment, "I already helped you once when you lied to me last time."

"It's the same excuse again this time. Do you think I'll still believe you?"

Zhao Rou's heart sank to the bottom. She wanted to explain further, but Qi Wenxuan interrupted her.

"Zhao Rou, I hope you won't contact me again in the future."

After saying that, Qi Wenxuan hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Zhao Rou felt like her whole world had collapsed.

As night fell, Zhao Rou wandered aimlessly through the streets. She didn't know where to go or what to do.

Suddenly, a black sedan stopped in front of her, and the window slowly rolled down, revealing Dexin's terrifying face.

"Zhao Rou, where is my money?" Dexin's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Zhao Rou trembled with fear. She instinctively took a step back, but he grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the car.

The car door slammed shut, leaving Zhao Rou with nowhere to escape.

"Dexin, please, give me a little more time, I will definitely repay you..."

Zhao Rou pleaded desperately, tears streaming down her face.

Dexin sneered and roughly pushed her down onto the back seat.

"Time? Do you think I'm playing a game with you?" Dexin said, and began to tear at Zhao Rou's clothes.

Zhao Rou struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Desperate cries echoed through the carriage, but no one paid any attention.

The car sped along and finally stopped in front of a secluded villa.

Zhao Rou was roughly dragged out of the car by Dexin and dragged all the way into the villa.

She was thrown into a cold room with only a worn-out bed and a table.

Dexin stood at the door, looking down at her with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Enjoy yourself here, my little darling." With that, he turned and left the room, locking the door behind him.

Meanwhile, Chen Ming was busy with his internet cafe business.

He keenly sensed the enormous potential of the internet cafe industry and decided to strike while the iron was hot and expand his business. He surveyed various locations and finally selected several prime spots, opening three chain internet cafes in one go.

With its luxurious decor, advanced equipment, and blazing-fast internet, it quickly attracted a large number of customers.

Chen Ming made a fortune, counting money until his hands were sore. He even started considering opening internet cafes all over the country.

Just then, the phone rang urgently, and Chen Ming grabbed the receiver.

"Hey?"

"Chen Ming, it's me, Wang Qingyue!" Wang Qingyue's excited voice came through the receiver.

"Qingyue! How did the competition go?" Chen Ming's heart was in his throat.

"We won! We're the champions! The champions of the National College Esports Tournament!"

Wang Qingyue's voice was filled with joy.