Six Years Later: Wrecking His World with Quadruplets

Chapter 213

Nan Zhiyi felt uncomfortable hearing the other person’s tone.

She frowned, suppressing her displeasure. Not wanting to waste time on pleasantries, she said directly, “President Ling, why don’t you just tell me what your goal is?”

“Miss Nan certainly is impatient! But that’s fine, I’m an impatient man myself…”

Ling Muye gave a wicked smile. He picked up the wine glass in front of him, took a sip, and said, “I only have one goal. Because of you, the Ling Group lost a perfume formula. So, I wanted to talk to you today about a new collaboration. I heard from our General Manager that he showed great sincerity toward ZELING, but your company didn’t accept?”

Sensing the dangerous edge in his voice, Nan Zhiyi knew that tonight’s matter was far from over.

She knitted her brows and was about to speak, but Sheng Shiyu beat her to it.

“That’s certainly not the case!”

She skillfully used a diplomatic tone, saying, “I told the Ling Family before that we needed to discuss the collaboration further. We didn’t refuse.”

After hearing this, Ling Muye’s gaze filled with mockery. “Is that so? Then have you finished your discussions? Why don’t you give me an answer right now? It’ll save us both some time, wouldn’t it?”

Nan Zhiyi’s eyes darkened slightly.

She could hear the threat in Ling Muye’s words!

It seemed that refusing the collaboration earlier had been the right choice.

Collaborating with someone like this was undoubtedly like bargaining with a tiger. With ZELING’s current standing, they would likely be swallowed whole by the other party.

After weighing her options, Nan Zhiyi spoke up reluctantly. “President Ling, a partnership should be based on mutual consent, not coercion. Don’t you think this is inappropriate?”

She was just short of calling his behavior barbaric to his face.

Ling Muye acted as if he didn’t catch the underlying meaning in Nan Zhiyi’s words.

He leaned back lazily on the sofa, his legs propped up on the table, yet his tone was aggressive. “There’s nothing inappropriate about it. When I do business, I only care about what I want. Other people’s opinions aren’t very important… So, just tell me, do you agree to the collaboration or not?”

The atmosphere in the private room turned cold instantly.

Nan Zhiyi was repulsed by his thuggish behavior.

However, given the current situation, she couldn’t resist him directly. She suppressed her temper and said, “President Ling, we can talk about the collaboration, but we need some time. Our company’s business has been too busy lately, and we can’t spare the resources right now.”

“If you don’t have time, then make time!”

Ling Muye spoke over her dominantly without a second thought. “Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear enough, Miss Nan. You have no choice but to accept this collaboration today! If you don’t agree, that’s fine too… As long as you do as I say, I’ll let you leave this private room. How about it?”

“What do you want?” Nan Zhiyi asked immediately, her guard up.

Ling Muye pointed at the three bottles of liquor on the table and said lazily, “Drink all of these…”

Nan Zhiyi glanced at them; they were all high-proof whiskies.

This demand was clearly intended to make things difficult for her!

Her expression darkened, and she decided to stop playing along. She turned her head and whispered instructions to Sheng Shiyu and Lin Zhizhi. “Find a chance to open the door in a moment. Once you’re out, run and don’t look back. Find someone to help, or call the police if you have to. I’ll stay behind to hold them off…”

Sheng Shiyu knew what Nan Zhiyi was planning and was deeply worried.

But she also understood that if they all stayed, they would only be at Ling Muye’s mercy. She nodded, agreeing to cooperate.

Lin Zhizhi could only nod frantically.

She had never seen such a confrontation before and was scared out of her wits!

“Well? I think my suggestion is quite merciful,” Ling Muye said, his smile full of malice.

Nan Zhiyi turned back and looked at Ling Muye. “It seems President Ling has no intention of letting us go tonight. In that case, I can only say I’m sorry. We refuse this collaboration…”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Sheng Shiyu and Lin Zhizhi moved quickly. They yanked open the door of the private room and bolted out.
Their movements were so unexpected that it took a moment for the bodyguards in the private room to react. Once they did, they immediately lunged forward…

Nan Zhiyi was prepared. Her eyes darkened as she grabbed a nearby wine bottle and hurled it directly at them, blocking their path.

Caught off guard, the men faltered and came to a halt.

The bodyguard closest to Nan Zhiyi reacted quickly, reaching out to grab her.

Nan Zhiyi dodged him with agile grace, seizing his wrist while simultaneously snapping her leg up. With a sharp, precise kick, she struck him square in the jaw.

The man, standing over six feet tall, was sent crashing to the floor.

The group in the private room was stunned. None of them had expected a seemingly delicate woman like Nan Zhiyi to possess such formidable combat skills.

Realizing they couldn’t underestimate her, the rest of the men swarmed her at once…

Meanwhile, Lin Zhizhi and Sheng Shiyu had made it outside. When they realized Nan Zhiyi hadn’t followed them, they were consumed by worry.

“President Sheng, are we really just going to leave Zhiyi behind?”

Lin Zhizhi was frantic. She tried to turn back several times, but Sheng Shiyu kept pulling her along as they ran.

“This was Zhizhi’s plan! We have to find help first!”

Sheng Shiyu was just as worried, but her logic overrode her impulse. She hurriedly fumbled for her phone, intending to call the police.

In their haste, the two of them weren’t looking where they were going and collided head-on with someone at the next corner.

“Watch where you’re going!”

The person they hit was dazed and immediately snapped at them.

Sheng Shiyu and Lin Zhizhi looked up, only to see Zhou Yi.

Standing beside Zhou Yi was an expressionless Di Shijing!

Sheng Shiyu usually never had a kind word for this man, but at this moment, she was overcome with relief and urgency.

“Di Shijing! You’re just in time! Quick! Go help Zhizhi…”

Di Shijing’s brow furrowed at her words. “What happened?”

Lin Zhizhi spoke rapidly, explaining the situation in a few breaths. “Zhiyi is still trapped in the private room!”

Di Shijing’s expression turned incredibly dark. Without a word, he turned and strode toward the direction they had come from.

Zhou Yi followed immediately, asking the two women, “Which room?”

“Number two! It’s just up ahead…” Sheng Shiyu shouted as she chased after them.

…

Back in the private room, Nan Zhiyi had been overwhelmed. Her arms were pinned behind her back, held firmly by two bodyguards on either side.

In front of her, Ling Muye stood with a cold, sinister expression, holding a wine bottle. He was preparing to force the alcohol down Nan Zhiyi’s throat.

“You refused my hospitality, so now you’ll have to take it the hard way! You really have some nerve. Di Shijing is one thing, but a mere President of ZELING thinks she can give me attitude?”

Nan Zhiyi struggled desperately.

She had only fought back to buy time so Lin Zhizhi and Sheng Shiyu could escape safely. However, she had been outnumbered, and they had blocked the exit before she could get out.

When Di Shijing arrived, this was the scene that met his eyes.

Ling Muye was gripping Nan Zhiyi’s chin, forcefully trying to pour the wine into her mouth.

An indescribable aura of violence suddenly erupted from the depths of Di Shijing’s eyes.

The people in the room hadn’t even noticed his arrival before he strode in. Within a few steps, he reached Ling Muye. His movements were as swift as the wind, and in a flash, he seized Ling Muye’s wrist.

“Ling Muye, do you have a death wish?”

His voice was as cold as if it had crawled out from the depths of hell.

Ling Muye was jerked back, stumbling. Before he could even process what was happening, his wrist was violently twisted.

A sickening crack echoed through the room.

It was the sound of bone being dislocated.

A second later, Ling Muye’s head was slammed onto the table with immense force.

The table was cluttered with various bottles and glassware. At the angle he was forced down, a wine glass shattered instantly.

Ling Muye’s face was shredded by the shards.