Volume One, Chapter 16: Danger

When Wen Yang returned to the dormitory, her entire body was chilled through. She shivered, sensing the onset of a cold, though she felt somewhat better after taking a shower.

Throughout this time, Wen Zhe’s calls kept coming in, but she refused to answer.

She could imagine how furious he would be upon hearing the news.

Calmly, Wen Yang sent him the photos of the surveillance cameras she had taken and clipped a portion of the recording as well.

She had evidence in hand; if things escalated, no one would come out unscathed.

Yet, the thought that Su Su was still interning with him unsettled her.

Finally, the phone fell silent. She changed into a high-neck cashmere sweater and wrapped herself in a thick wool coat.

To be safe, she wore a mask before heading out.

Mu Ran was already a somewhat renowned leading actress, and for privacy, she had spent a hefty sum booking a private room on the second floor of the Dark Night club.

So when Wen Yang arrived at the entrance, after giving her room number, someone immediately escorted her upstairs.

Inside the room, Su Chiyu and Mu Ran had already started drinking and were deep in lively conversation.

Seeing Wen Yang bundled up like a dumpling and still wearing a mask, Su Chiyu, dressed in a low-cut camisole dress, asked in surprise, “What’s going on, babe? Is it snowing heavily outside?”

Wen Yang waved her off. “Just got caught in some rain, might be coming down with a cold.”

Mu Ran thoughtfully had a server bring a cup of hot water over.

Su Chiyu paid no mind to her condition and immediately threw an arm over her shoulder, as if announcing monumental news, her tone brimming with excitement: “Guess what? I quit my internship today too.”

Wen Yang paused mid-reach for the hot water, then glanced at Su Su. “Did Wen Zhe pick a fight with you?”

“Not exactly,” Su Chiyu said, clinking her wine glass against Wen Yang’s water cup. “Why stay at a company that doesn’t treat its employees like human beings? Their corporate culture is such a joke!”

The worry that had weighed on Wen Yang’s heart dissipated. She exhaled and smiled, “Yeah, really a bunch of losers.”

The three of them drank, chatted, and laughed, reminiscing about various college anecdotes before moving on to the gossip within Mu Ran’s circle.

Just as the conversation reached its peak, Wen Yang’s phone buzzed again. Wen Zhe had finally stopped calling, but Wen Yiqian had begun.

Realizing it was nearly ten o’clock, she decided it was time to leave and cut off the call.

“Alright, Yangyang, you’re still living in the dorm with a curfew at eleven. Once you move out, we definitely have to stay up all night!”

They hadn’t gathered like this in a long time. Su Chiyu and Mu Ran bid her farewell reluctantly.

They hugged warmly inside the private room. Wen Yang smiled and said, “Next time for sure.”

Waving goodbye, she headed towards the exit.

Just as she opened the door, she saw Yin Hang raising his elbow, about to knock. Both were momentarily stunned.

Wen Yang realized he must have been sent by Su Su. She nodded in acknowledgment, stepped aside to let him in, and continued walking out without slowing her pace.

Her phone rang again. Wen Zhe had quieted down, but Wen Yiqian was back on the line.

Now calmer, Wen Yang was curious to confirm whether that two-legged creature had been diagnosed with any injuries at the hospital.

She answered the call while descending the stairs.

Surprised that she actually picked up, Wen Yiqian paused for a few seconds before snarling, “Bitch! You dare answer my call!”

Wen Yang replied coolly, “You sound pretty energetic. Looks like I was too easy on you.”

“Think I’ll let you off? You almost ruined my whole life’s happiness!”

Wen Yang gave a cold laugh. “That’s really a shame.”

“Shame? Shame your mother! I sent people to Dark Night to trap you! Tonight, I’ll make sure you pay, you bitch…”

Wen Yiqian’s voice grew hoarse with rage.

Annoyed by his noise, Wen Yang decisively hung up.

She hadn’t expected Wen Yiqian’s information network to be so efficient—he knew she was here despite her mask.

She quickened her pace down the stairs.

Suddenly footsteps sounded behind her. Alert, Wen Yang turned around.

It was Yin Hang.

They still had a long corridor to pass before reaching the bar’s exit. Yin Hang followed closely, step for step.

“Senior, tomorrow’s the weekend. If you’re free, want to go see a movie together?”

Wen Yang wasn’t short of suitors. Such a straightforward invitation was obviously an attempt to get closer.

Not wanting to lead him on, she stopped and responded politely but distantly, “Sorry, I have a boyfriend.”

Wearing a mask, Wen Yang noticed Yin Hang lingered a moment on the exposed half of her pretty face.

His heart stirred with longing, but still unwilling to give up, he persisted, “Are you in a long-distance relationship? I don’t think I've ever seen your boyfriend come visit you. Long-distance relationships aren’t very stable.”

Wen Yang didn’t want to engage further. As she resumed walking, she suddenly noticed two men approaching her from not far ahead.

They laughed and joked, but their eyes clung to her like venomous snakes, making her skin crawl.

Her steps faltered, brow furrowed—her instincts sensed danger.

Without hesitation, Wen Yang turned sharply and quickened her pace in the opposite direction.

On one side was the parking lot and the bar’s main hall on the first floor. She chose to head towards the more crowded lobby.

But just as she stepped inside, the nearest table’s occupants stood up upon seeing her.

Their hostile expressions and predatory gazes were like traps waiting to spring.

Wen Yang hadn’t expected Wen Yiqian to be at the hospital yet still scheming to ambush her here.

The men’s heavy footsteps closed in fast. Gritting her teeth, Wen Yang dashed toward the last exit—the garage.

Reaching into her coat pocket for her phone, she noticed Yin Hang was still trailing behind.

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