C2 Like Giving You a Gift

Tang Xin's body tensed, her teeth clamping down on her lower lip as her hand, clutching the money, began to shake.

Was she scared? Absolutely, but... she couldn't remember a thing. To her, living and dying seemed indistinguishable.

Three days prior, she had awakened in a hospital with nothing but an ID card. A man had then brought her here, claiming it was her workplace.

She was skeptical. She went to the police to verify her identity, only to learn she was registered as living alone, with a blank space where relatives should be listed—no leads to pursue.

So, she returned to work here, hoping for someone to offer a clue. Instead, she was met with tonight's degradation.

Despite her fear, her hand remained steady, unwavering in her protection of Ho Li's slight frame.

The man's patience appeared to have run out, his face a mix of pallor and rage, his smile sickeningly thick. "Excellent, you understand the art of strategic retreat," he sneered. "Since you're so eager for a man, I'll oblige you today!"

With that, he snapped his fingers and settled into a shadowy corner to sit, not in any rush to leave. His gaze briefly swept over his two bodyguards before his long fingers gracefully lifted a wine glass, poised to enjoy the unfolding drama.

"Young Master Ho..." These bodyguards belonged to the Ho family. On any other day, they'd take a bullet without flinching, but today... Ho Li had tasked them with tormenting this defenseless woman.

The assignment troubled the two imposing men. Catching Ho Li's nonchalant posture, legs crossed, they reluctantly steeled themselves for the task at hand.

They closed in on Tang Xin, their coarse hands mechanically starting to rip at her clothing.

Jiang Jingyu, who had accompanied Ho Li, shuddered, perplexed by the day's events. Having grown up together, he was one of the few who could jest in Ho Li's presence. "Isn't this a bit much for a live show? What did she ever do to you? If you don't fancy this delicate girl, why not just...?"

Before Jiang Jingyu could finish his sentence, Ho Li cut him off: "I like giving it to you!"

"I like giving it to you!"

Those four short words were charged with tension. Jiang Jingyu's scalp tingled as he watched the fiercely resistant young woman, utterly baffled by how she had managed to offend Ho Li.

"No, no, I'm not into minors. I prefer someone sexy and alluring..." He hastily gestured with his hands and wrapped an arm around the voluptuous woman beside him, eager to demonstrate that he harbored no inappropriate desires for the young girl.

Ho Li paid him no mind, her gaze fixed on Tang Xin the entire time.

She nonchalantly grabbed a wine bottle, ready to brawl with the two bodyguards. In the scuffle, her clothes were torn, revealing her white undergarment beneath. It was clear that her physique was much more mature than her youthful face suggested.

"Back off, or I'll smash your head in. I've got nothing to lose, not even my life!" Her desperate cries echoed piercingly in the suddenly silent room.

Despite her small stature, which seemed to stand no chance, she somehow managed to deeply intimidate everyone present.

"Who is this girl? Young Master Ho, if you don't want her, I'll take her..." Zhan Jin, previously lost in the embrace of the sultry beauty, suddenly looked up at Tang Xin with newfound interest. He shoved the woman aside and made his way toward Tang Xin.