Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

The neon lights of the city seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze in the drizzle, hazy and blurred. Jiang Nansheng's villa stood quietly on the edge of the city, like a lonely lighthouse.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of tire friction broke the silence. A black sports car came speeding, and the tires collided with the slippery road, making a harsh sound.

In just ten minutes, the sports car crossed the bustling city and stopped in front of Jiang Nansheng's villa.

Tang Annian had arrived in the villa in advance. He sat alone in the empty living room, holding a glass of unfinished wine in his hand, his eyes revealing deep fatigue and weakness. He looked at the drizzling rain outside the window, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

At this moment, Rong Xuan and Rong Heng pushed the door open. He was wearing a dark coat, and the rain soaked his clothes, but his eyes were very firm. Seeing Tang Annian's appearance, the two of them couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew that tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night.

"You all know?" Jiang Nansheng looked at the three of them, with a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in his tone.

Jiang Nansheng did not answer directly. He walked silently to sit opposite Tang Annian, his eyes full of complicated emotions. He knew that what Tang Annian needed at the moment was not an answer, but someone to talk to.

"Bang!" Suddenly, Tang Annian threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and the wine splashed everywhere.

His eyes were filled with cruelty and pain, as if he wanted to vent all his anger. He raised his hand and swept the items on the table to the ground, making a sharp sound of breaking. His favorite reclining chair was also kicked to pieces by him.

"The Zhao family has gone bankrupt, and Zhao Jiayu...her videos are still circulating on the Internet." Tang Annian said in a cold voice.

"That Wei... Lin Wei..." Rong Xuan's name lingered on Jiang Nansheng's tongue for a moment, but he couldn't say it in the end. He pursed his lips tightly and grinned mockingly, as if he was laughing at his own stupidity.

"You know that too?" Tang Annian asked with a sneer, his eyes full of disappointment and anger.

Jiang Nansheng nodded without saying anything. He knew that all this was irreversible. Those beautiful memories of the past have now become the sharpest thorns in their hearts.

"The video of her and Liu Jun has also been circulated, including the photos of us and her." Tang Annian's voice was full of pain and anger. "We are being ridiculed and cuckolded by our own woman. What should we do? Let it go, it's all over."

Jiang Nansheng felt a chill in his heart when he heard Tang Annian's words. Those sweet memories have now become the most painful scars in his heart. But he knows that Tang Annian is more painful and helpless than him at this moment.

"Yes, we should let go." Jiang Nansheng whispered, but there was a hint of determination in his tone, "But I am not willing to give up like this. I want to find out the truth, and I want her to pay the price!"

"And those five men, why were they born high and mighty, why do we have to live under their noses? I must make them pay the price." Rong Xuan was also very angry when he thought of those five high and mighty men. Because all this was their doing.

Tang Annian looked at Rong Xuan's determined eyes and was moved. He knew that Rong Xuan was a person who would not give up easily. Perhaps, this time they could really walk out of this shadow together and start a new life.

"Let's do it together." Tang Annian finally spoke. His voice was hoarse but firm. "I want to let those people know what they did wrong."

The men smiled at each other, as if all the pain and unwillingness had disappeared at this moment, and now there was only revenge in their hearts.

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Near a bridge tunnel in the capital, a hazy fog filled the streets in the early morning.

Zhao Jiayu and Lin Wei, two women who should have been shining, were now lying on the cold ground, their clothes ragged, their bodies covered with purple and red marks, as if they had just experienced an unspeakable nightmare.

"Hey, what's that? Why does it look like someone is lying there?" A passing woman carrying a lot of bags looked curiously in the direction of the bridge hole. Her voice attracted the attention of the people around her, and everyone gathered around, looking at the two figures lying on the ground.

"Make way, don't block them. Phew, aren't these...these two women the popular heroines on the internet?" A man recognized them and exclaimed.

"Are you talking about Miss Zhao Jiayu from the Zhao family, and what was the name of that woman who cheated so many times?" asked another man.

"Lin Wei...it's her...why are they here?" the first person answered, his tone full of confusion and surprise.

Zhao Jiayu and Lin Wei heard the discussions in their sleep, and their consciousness gradually returned.

When they opened their eyes, the first thing they saw was a group of unfamiliar faces and those pointing and hostile eyes. They tried to sit up, but found that their bodies seemed to have been drained of strength and they could not move at all.

"Ah! Don't do this! Go away!" Zhao Jiayu shouted weakly, her voice full of fear and helplessness.

However, the people around them had no intention of letting them go. They took out their mobile phones, took photos and videos of the two, and made mocking and sarcastic remarks from time to time.

"Looking at their appearance, they must have done something shameful!" someone said.

"Yeah, I've heard that they are not clean, and now it seems to be true!" another person echoed.

Zhao Jiayu and Lin Wei's faces became paler and paler, and they felt their dignity was being ruthlessly trampled upon. They tried to struggle, but their bodies felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"Nan Sheng, An Nian, A Xuan, A Heng, where are you?" Zhao Jiayu shouted loudly, her voice echoed in the air, but there was no response.

At this moment, a flash went off, followed by a shutter sound. Zhao Jiayu and Lin Wei subconsciously closed their eyes, knowing that they were being photographed.

"Stop filming, I order you not to film!" Zhao Jiayu shouted angrily, but her voice sounded so weak in the noisy crowd.

"Ah... get out of here!" Zhao Jiayu screamed again and pulled her frizzy, dry hair to cover her face. A foul smell hit her and made her feel nauseous.

The cold wind blew across her bare arms, causing her to shiver. She tried to move her body, but every movement was like dancing on the edge of a knife, causing her to feel a piercing pain.

"What are you doing?" A strange voice suddenly sounded, breaking the noise around.

Zhao Jiayu and Lin Wei looked up and saw a man in a black suit standing in front of them, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.