Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Chen Hao, who thought himself invincible, completely failed to see Song Guanting's face suddenly darken as he pointed at Meng Tang and berated her.

Meng Tang was not someone who could be easily manipulated. Just as she was about to retort, Song Guanting walked over without saying a word.

He only said one sentence to the camera: "Turn it off."

Then, a large hand reached out and covered the camera lens.

Before the viewers in front of the live stream could figure out what was happening, the camera suddenly went completely black, followed by a hissing sound.

The next second, a scream was heard, followed by something falling heavily to the ground.

Song Guanting was a true ruthless man who didn't talk much, unlike Chen Hao, who boasted about making someone pay but was actually a coward who didn't dare to do anything.

But Song Guanting was different. He couldn't bear to touch a single hair on his young wife's head. Even after she ran away for three years and they met again, Song Guanting only dared to play the victim and chase after her.

And this Chen Hao, who's got a death wish, actually dared to swear at his young wife; he's practically asking for it.

Song Guanting kicked Chen Hao in the knee, causing Chen Hao to slide to his knees and slam his knees hard on the ground. Those present could even hear the crisp sound of bones colliding.

Chen Hao's expression changed instantly, leaving him only able to scream in agony.

"It seems your father didn't teach you to behave properly when you went out, especially in front of me. Since your father didn't teach you, I'll reluctantly teach you."

"You disrespected my wife. Tell me how you want to die, and I'll grant your wish right now."

Meng Tang was startled by Song Guanting's sudden kick, but she quickly calmed down and immediately checked the surrounding cameras.

The production team was very perceptive; as soon as Song Guanting said to turn it off, they immediately turned off all the cameras.

Therefore, even if Song Guanting took action on the spot, given his status, it's unlikely anyone would dare to spread the word.

Moreover, Meng Tang had no intention of stopping Song Guanting.

Meng Tang had long disliked Chen Hao.

He's just a rich kid; what kind of skill is it to bully women?

If Song Guanting didn't make a move, she would. In short, she was determined to teach this good-for-nothing a lesson.

With a ferocious expression, Chen Hao shouted through the pain, "Song Guanting, how dare you lay a hand on me? Do you know who my father is?"

Song Guanting stretched his limbs, but instead let out a sneer.

Does your dad know who I am?

This is a declarative sentence, not a rhetorical question.

Song Guanting looked down at the people above him, like a god looking down on the ants crawling at his feet.

“If I were to kill you here, your dad would only be grateful to me.”

Before Chen Hao could speak again, Song Guanting kicked him in the shoulder with such force that he fell to the ground.

As Chen Hao struggled to get up, Song Guanting raised his foot again and stomped on the back of Chen Hao's hand with his leather shoe.

Song Guanting rubbed Chen Hao's hand as if crushing an ant.

Chen Hao cried out in pain, but no matter how much he cried for help, no one came to his aid; they all stood by and watched coldly.

Not to mention Meng Tang and the others, even the production team had long disliked Chen Hao.

Now that someone has finally stepped in to teach him a lesson, he is overjoyed and clapping his hands in celebration. How could he possibly stop them?

As long as this guy has a breath left, it's no big deal.

Fu Jishu even clicked his tongue and commented, "Song Guanting, why are you so weak when you hit someone? Have you not eaten enough?"

As he spoke, Fu Jishu stepped forward, grabbed Chen Hao's hair, and lifted his face up with one hand.

"You dare touch me... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Jishu slapped him twice.

It was symmetrical, but after examining it from top to bottom, Fu Jishu was still not entirely satisfied.

"That ugly face should be beaten into a pig's head, that would be the most fitting for his image."

As he spoke, he began to slap Chen Hao repeatedly, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Fu Jishu only released Chen Hao with disgust after Chen Hao's face was swollen like a pig's head, his eyes were seeing stars, and he couldn't even speak.

"See that? Now that's what you call beating him until he can't speak. Tsk, I was in such a hurry that I forgot to bring my gloves. Teaching this kind of scum a lesson really dirtied my hands."

Song Guanting also kicked the half-dead Chen Hao away with a look of disgust.

"You rotten thing, what are you standing there for? Clean it up."

Amidst the chilling silence around them, the production crew finally realized what was happening and rushed to handle the situation.

When Song Guanting held Meng Tang's hand, he was filled with endless tenderness towards his wife, and all his anger instantly vanished.

"Let's go, Tangtang, don't get your eyes dirty, let's continue with the mission."

Fu Jishu also took Li Su's hand and started to leave.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hao seemed stunned by the beating and, unable to swallow his anger, actually shoved the staff member away.

He grabbed the machete from the ground and lunged in one direction.

His vision was blurred, and he couldn't even see who was attacking him. He charged forward driven solely by his rage.

"Be careful, get out of the way!"

Someone shouted, and Fu Jishu caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards them out of the corner of his eye.

He didn't have time to see clearly; he just pulled Li Su closer to him immediately.

That's when he couldn't dodge and was slashed on the arm by the cleaver.

Li Su was also taken aback, not expecting such a turn of events.

Before Chen Hao could even bring his blade down further, Li Su's expression turned cold, and she delivered a flying kick, sending Chen Hao flying.

However, Li Su couldn't care less about anything else at that moment and immediately grabbed Fu Jishu's arm.

"Don't move, you're bleeding."

This knife was for cutting bamboo, so it was naturally very sharp. Although Li Su stopped it in time, it still cut Fu Jishu's arm, even reaching the bone and flesh.

In the short time it took to speak, blood had soaked through half of Fu Jishu's arm, and his sleeve was also covered in blood.

The production team was surprised that Fu Jishu had been slashed and hurriedly called for emergency medical assistance.

Fu Jishu noticed that Li Su was trembling, so he held her hand to comfort her: "Su Su, I'm fine, I just bled a little, it'll be fine after a bandage."

"That's a machete! Why didn't you move aside just now?!"

Li Su was extremely anxious and had no intention of joking.

Fu Jishu, however, still had the leisure to laugh and said, "If I dodge, you'll be the one I cut. Even if I get killed, I won't let anyone hurt a single hair on your head."

He spoke so earnestly that Li Su stared blankly up and met his deep black eyes, hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses.

The program was paused, and Li Su accompanied Fu Jishu to treat his wounds.

Chen Hao was left to Song Guanting to handle. This guy was so reckless; it was time to teach him a lesson about who he had offended.

Fortunately, the wound wasn't very deep and was treated in time, but Fu Jishu's complexion was already paler than normal, and now that he had lost blood, he had turned even paler.

"Fu Jishu, no matter what happens in the future, you must take care of yourself first."