Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Su Wuli met the three men's teasing gazes, and her breathing became rapid.

"You think you're a hero?" Zhou Ruoying patted her face with the rolled-up book.

The force was quite strong, "Unfortunately, they didn't appreciate it."

She looked at the two people beside her as she spoke.

Wang Xin and Li Luyun exchanged a glance and burst out laughing.

Zhou Ruoying let out a mock sigh, and then continued.

"After we came to you, she ran faster than anyone else and even said to me, 'Thank you, Su Wuli, for taking the blame for me.'"

"She said," Zhou Ruoying leaned closer, enunciating each word clearly, "that she can finally sleep peacefully because now, she has you."

As Su Wuli listened to her sarcasm, something seemed to snap in her mind.

Although she had known all along, it still chilled her to the bone.

A corridor, lights, and several malicious faces in front of me.

Their laughter was unrestrained.

Tears streamed down Su Wuli's face, her expression blank.

They dragged her away.

Su Wuli's feet rubbed against the ground before she was finally dragged into the classroom.

The fluorescent lights were turned on, illuminating the neatly arranged desks and chairs, and the blackboard still bore the mathematical formulas that hadn't been erased.

Su Wuli was pressed into a chair; it was her seat.

Zhou Ruoying took some transparent tape from the podium and ripped it open with a "rip".

Su Wuli's wrists were roughly twisted onto the armrests of the chair by the three men, and then tightly wrapped with duct tape.

The cold plastic stuck to her skin. She tried to shout, but the next second her mouth was also taped shut with clear tape.

"Well……"

Zhou Ruoying walked to the podium and picked out a red piece of chalk from the chalk tray.

He then walked back, bent down, and wrote carefully, stroke by stroke, on the desk in front of Su Wuli.

The chalk rubbed against the wooden board, making a sharp sound.

A blood-red character for "cheap" occupied the entire desktop.

"You can sleep here tonight." Zhou Ruoying threw down the chalk.

He dusted off his hands and said, "Tomorrow morning, I'll let the whole class see what kind of person our good girl really is."

The lights were turned off, plunging the classroom into darkness.

Only the emergency lights in the corridor cast a faint glow through the glass windows.

Su Wuli was tied to a chair and remained motionless.

Tears were still flowing, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and intermittent sobs escaped her throat.

Even though she knew it was a dream, she couldn't escape the past, and she couldn't escape it now.

The dim light around them couldn't stop Zhou Ruoying and her friends from gloating.

Su Wuli looked helplessly at the doorway, the only escape route.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the blurry vision.

He was very tall, standing there silently, his silhouette the only thing standing there.

The figure paused for a moment.

Su Wuli recognized the person's face and froze instantly. How could he be...?

Yu Chen did not come in immediately.

His gaze swept around the classroom before settling on her.

Su Wuli was tied to a chair, her school uniform was disheveled, her collar was open, her wrists were tightly bound, and her face was covered with tears and dust.

Finally, his gaze settled on the desk in front of her.

He then walked in and went straight to her.

Su Wuli instinctively shrank back, her back pressed against the cold chair back.

In Su Wuli's mind, men were no different from Zhou Ruoying and the others in essence.

One party took pleasure in humiliating and bullying her.

Yu Chen...

His death threats still seem to echo in my ears.

The man stopped, looked down at her, his eyes deep and filled with anger.

Su Wuli's mind was in complete chaos, and she didn't know what to do.

Only one terrifying thought lingered in my mind: I fear I may never wake up from this dream.

Suddenly, he reached out his hand.

Seeing this, Su Wuli abruptly closed her eyes, resigning herself to her fate.

However, the expected feeling of being choked and suffocated did not occur.

She opened her eyes, trembling.

A large hand was seen hovering above her wrist, which was wrapped in duct tape.

Yu Chen stared at the transparent plastic strip, his brows furrowed.

To Su Wuli's bewilderment, he tried to tug at it.

The tape didn't budge; instead, it rubbed against the broken skin.

Su Wuli gasped in pain, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Yu Chen immediately released his grip, staring intently at her wrist and the tape, his jawline taut.

His expression showed impatience and frustration; he clearly didn't know it was tape and how to untie it.

"Mmm..." Su Wuli made a sound through her duct tape.

Yu Chen looked up and his gaze fell on her lips.

Before Su Wuli could give any hints, the man seemed to understand.

He ripped off the tape with a swift and decisive motion.

Su Wuli let out a soft groan of pain.

Yu Chen paused as he was about to tear the tape off her wrist, but said nothing.

Su Wuli didn't dare to speak, waiting for his next move.

With a "rip," the tape was torn open, but with less force than before.

Su Wuli loosened her grip on her wrist, revealing a ring of deep purple marks, with blood seeping from the broken skin.

"Su Wuli," he said in a deep voice, "look up."

Su Wuli didn't move, her eyes fixed on her wrist.

The next moment, her chin was grabbed by a large hand, forcing her to tilt her face up.

The force was not light, and the thin calluses on my fingertips ached from the friction.

In the dim green light, Yu Chen's face became clear, his eyes filled with lingering hostility and deep displeasure.

"Look at me," he said, his tone hardening. "Who are you trying to impress with this act?"

Su Wuli's pupils were unfocused, reflecting his shadow without any focal point.

Tears streamed down his face through his fingers.

He lowered his voice, a barely suppressed anxiety in it, "Who did this?"

Su Wuli's lips trembled, "They... want me to spend the night here..."

Some answered mechanically and incoherently, their tears flowing even more fiercely.

Her chin was suddenly pinched, forcing her to focus her gaze on his face.

Stare into my eyes. "Look carefully, who am I?"

"Yu Chen..." Su Wuli murmured, her voice hoarse and unlike her own.

"Hmm," he responded, acknowledging it.

He released her hand and instead used his fingertips to roughly wipe away her tears. "What good will crying do?"

Su Wuli looked at him, tears still streaming down her face.

"Why...why..." she stammered, her words somewhat incoherent.

Why treat her like this?

"Does the baseness of human nature need a reason?" Yu Chen interrupted her.

Su Wuli spoke haltingly, "I just... saw them bullying someone, and I felt sorry for them... I wanted to... wanted to help her... but why did it end up being me..."

Just then, a malicious sneer came from the shadows in the corner of the classroom.

Su Wuli froze instantly.

Zhou Ruoying and her group came out, their faces showing undisguised mockery and amusement.

"Hey, who's this?" she asked, arms crossed.

Glancing sideways at Yu Chen's incongruous ancient costume, she smiled flippantly, "Cosplay?"

Wang Xin, who was standing next to her, also laughed and said, "He looks pretty fierce."

Su Wuli didn't know how this dream was constructed, yet they dared to provoke someone like Yu Chen.

The hand that was gripping her chin slowly released its pressure.

Yu Chen's gaze shifted from her tear-streaked face, glancing at the glaring red characters on the table, then sweeping over the bleeding marks on her wrists.

Then he turned around.

"Who was that just now?" he asked, his voice low, yet it instantly chilled the air in the classroom. "Was she touched?"