C115 Lies to a Woman and Rely on a Woman to Get to the Top!

Wen Shixing thought about the two sisters from the Ye family, both stunningly beautiful in their own unique ways. Among the young women in the city, they were considered top-tier beauties.

He was proud and smug, believing that charming both sisters, who were even competing for his attention, was the ultimate testament to his skills. Wen Shixing had no shame in using women to climb the social ladder; in fact, he took pride in it. To him, winning over a woman's body and heart was a talent.

Everything was going smoothly, and he was close to achieving his plan—until suddenly, Ms. Mei burst in with her entourage.

Wen Shixing was completely thrown off. All his schemes crumbled in an instant. He was left kneeling on the ground, unable to process what was happening. He didn’t even have time to wonder how Ms. Mei found him or why she showed up so suddenly. He couldn't even pretend to care about Ye Nianci, who was still in the room.

"Take this traitor away," Ms. Mei commanded sharply, her voice cutting through the chaos.

Wen Shixing snapped back to reality. He quickly looked around, his swollen face scanning the room, and his eyes landed on the Ye sisters. Desperate, he called out for help, "Nianci, Nianci, save me! I don’t know this crazy woman. Help me!"

Ms. Mei shot a cold glance at Ye Nianci, but no one noticed that her gaze actually swept over to Ye Yuvyuv.

Ye Yuvyuv held back her sister, who was about to speak, and looked at Wen Shixing with a detached expression. Her voice, however, was tinged with nervousness and fear, "Mr. Wen, you don’t know this lady? But how does she know your name if she doesn’t know you? And Mr. Wen, my sister and I are just girls. How can we save you? Isn’t it your job to protect us?"

As she spoke, she clung to her sister in fear.

Whispering urgently into her sister's ear, "Sis, think it through. That guy Wen is dragging us into trouble we can't handle. If Ms. Mei's people take us, we're done for."

Ye Nianci's slightly parted lips snapped shut. Her teeth bit into her lip from the quick motion. Realizing the gravity of the situation, she grabbed her sister's hand, pressing her lips together in silence.

When Ye Nianci looked back at Wen Shixing, seeking help, her gaze was no longer soft but cold and scrutinizing. In that moment, she saw him clearly for what he was—a man who shed his gentlemanly facade to reveal a cowardly schemer, ready to throw women under the bus.

Her heart sank halfway as she looked at Wen Shixing with a mix of disgust and revulsion. Clutching her sister's hand tightly, she suddenly stood up, pulling her sister toward the corner.

Shaking her head, she faced Ms. Mei, who was glaring at them with a menacing look. "We have nothing to do with him, absolutely nothing."

Ye Nianci's voice trembled as she spoke, her face pale but her mind sharply clear. She stretched her arm protectively around her sister.

"Nianci, it's me, Wen Shixing. We're together, remember?" Wen Shixing was momentarily stunned by Ye Nianci's coldness. Quickly, a malicious glint appeared in his eyes as he shouted loudly.

He wanted to drag Ye Nianci down with him, thinking that women were indeed treacherous. He had thought Ye Nianci was gentle and kind, but when danger loomed, she was ready to abandon him.

He wouldn't let her off easily. Not only did he want to implicate Ye Nianci, but he also noticed a commotion outside the room, likely onlookers gathering. He intended to ruin her reputation.

All he had to do was loudly declare that they were a couple, and then he wouldn't worry about her not coming to his rescue.

If Ye Nianci didn’t save him and let Ms. Mei take him away, even if he was taken, Ye Nianci wouldn’t have peace. She’d be drowned in the gossip of Haicheng, labeled as a selfish and cruel woman who only cared about her own life, letting her boyfriend be taken by villains. At that point, everyone in Haicheng would scorn the Ye family’s eldest daughter, Ye Nianci, ruining her reputation and any chance for a good marriage.

“Slap!” A cold slap, filled with menace, struck Wen Shixing’s sly face, cutting off his words mid-sentence. A chilling voice, like it came from a deep, dark pool, echoed with a coldness, “Mr. Wen, this lady seems like an old acquaintance of yours. She must be eager to see you after all this effort to find you. You should go with her; after all, old friends should catch up, shouldn’t they?”

Ye Yuvyuv appeared suddenly in front of Wen Shixing like a phantom. Her quick slap was so swift that even the skilled bodyguards Ms. Mei brought were secretly amazed. Ye Yuvyuv cast a cold glance at the stunned Wen Shixing, then turned to Ms. Mei, making a silencing gesture with her hand. Without a word, Ms. Mei grabbed a cloth that looked like a rag from a nearby shelf and quickly gagged Wen Shixing. She discreetly glanced at Ye Yuvyuv and raised her hand to command, “Take him away!”

“Yes, Ms. Mei.” The tall, burly bodyguards efficiently lifted the struggling Wen Shixing to take him away. Suddenly, Ye Yuvyuv turned and softly called out, “Wait.” Ms. Mei paused and looked at Ye Yuvyuv. Ye Yuvyuv raised an eyebrow, smiling innocently as she walked towards Wen Shixing.

Wen Shixing's eyes flickered with a mix of luck and smugness. He wondered if Ye Yuvyuv was planning to save him. Earlier, when she and her sister seemed distant, was it because she wanted to be the one to rescue him, hoping to win his favor?

Imagining this possibility, Wen Shixing let out a sinister smile. "Little brat, once you save me, I'll be pleased with you. Then, I'll take you to bed and later, your sister too, for leaving me behind. I'll make sure you both pay."

His thoughts were as dark as a murky swamp. Wen Shixing took great pride in his looks, confident that all women adored his face and strong physique. He believed no woman could resist him.

He even lifted his face, trying to look at Ye Yuvyuv with what he thought was a tender gaze, hoping she'd notice him. If she saved him now, he'd treat her well in the future.

However, Wen Shixing seemed to forget that his once charming face had been turned into a swollen mess by the harsh slaps from Ms. Mei and Ye Yuvyuv. No matter how handsome he might have been, his swollen face was now grotesque.

Ye Yuvyuv was disgusted. Without hesitation, she covered Wen Shixing's face with a ragged cloth sack she had prepared, like putting a bag over his head.

With an innocent smile, she looked at Ms. Mei and said, "Sister, since he's a teacher at our school, we should at least give him some dignity by covering his face before we go."