Yu Wei swung a slap, her black suit and the inertia from behind caused her long hair to whip forward. Grabbing the opponent’s hair, Yu Wei asked, "It seems you don’t want to talk, do you?" The beaten woman was in too much pain to speak. But she wasn’t easy to deal with either, her dark eyes flashed with a malice not typical of normal people, but upon seeing Mr. Liang, she inevitably flinched. She chuckled lightly, spat out some blood from her lips, and said, "Bullying the weak with your numbers, not the least bit honorable, moreover, I don’t even know why you captured me? Why should I speak?" "Oh? Setting conditions? Trying to buy time for someone to rescue you?" Yu Wei sneered. The opponent remained silent, "..." The next moment, Yu Wei untied the ropes from the broken chair, "Fine, I’ll keep hitting you until you give in and talk!" This move was too bold, causing Feng Chengyue and Mr. Liang to simultaneously tense and watch intently. But in the next instant, before the woman could stand upright, a look of delight in her eyes, Yu Wei grabbed her hair again and delivered a more violent punch to the ground, making them realize they had overthought! She could really fight! If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, Feng Chengyue wouldn’t have believed that Yu Wei was the typically lazy and quiet fashion designer who delicately sketched designs on paper. Liang Yichao was even more flabbergasted, especially seeing Yu Wei’s perfectly executed over-the-shoulder throw and leg lock. Faced with the opponent’s recovery, she lunged fiercely forward for a grab. After sidestepping back two steps, she lifted her leg and delivered a flying kick to the opponent’s head...That height, that slender straight form, those black silk stockings that combined violence with elegance... Leaving eyes wide, mouth agape, unable to recover... The cigarette butt caught between his fingers fell onto his pants without him realizing, until the smell of burning alerted Li Cai, who exclaimed nervously and excitedly, "Mr. Liang, your pants! Your pants!" Liang Yichao, feeling a burn on his leg, hurriedly stood up and patted it off, alarmed that he almost caused an injury... Here, a group of people were in shock and disbelief. Over there was Yu Wei, erupting in rage, hitting that woman until she went from evil laughter to seriousness, to fear, yet still feeling it wasn’t enough to quell her anger. There was no helping it, if this had happened to someone else, she might not have intervened or gotten so angry. But the news spreading over these past few days, every piece directly targeting Gu Zixuan, was outrageously malicious! She was truly furious, especially in the high society circles, she knew how much more important reputation is to them compared to ordinary people. If it weren’t for Zixuan’s years of love supporting Feng Chengjin, she clearly understood. Such slander, for someone like Gu Zixuan who grew up obedient and carried her parents’ reputation, was practically pushing her to death. At this point, Yu Wei unleashed punch after punch, seamlessly following over-the-shoulder throws, leaving the woman without the strength to escape, slammed against a paint can, out of breath for quite some time. Finally, while Yu Wei hadn’t fully vented her anger, she looked at the woman, seeing she was in enough pain, she couldn’t be bothered to continue. Walking forward, she grabbed the woman’s chin, and directly asked, "Now? Will you talk?" The woman coughed harshly, struggling to breathe and compose herself. Yu Wei said even colder, "I don’t know how you people operate, but you take jobs, undoubtedly for money, how much do you need? I’ll pay double! But if you still won’t say who hired you and for what, keep clenching your teeth, you’ve seen the people around, Liang Yichao, Mr. Liang from Rong City, he won’t deal with someone like you, but in this circle, there are plenty willing to do crazy things, don’t wait until he’s out of patience and calls..." Yu Wei’s words were chilling and threatening, and the woman, stunned for a moment, ultimately lowered her eyes, looking at Liang Yichao’s attire, and said, "I really don’t know." The source of thɪs content is novel·fire.net "Still stubborn?" Yu Wei burned with anger, saying this while slapping her more fiercely. The woman shouted in pain, seemingly infuriated, angrily retorting, "Are you all idiots? If they can find people like us to do things, how could they let us know who they are? We’re only doing it for the money, just today the news broke, they had me find people to post stories smearing Gu Zixuan. We’re a black market, we’ll take any job, but we’re not the underworld! I hadn’t even finalized the price, you showed up, they escaped through the back door! That’s all I know, believe it or not!" The woman spoke furiously, genuinely hurt, touching her bleeding lip. Yu Wei, along with Liang Yichao, Feng Chengyue, and the others, frowned. Indeed, a black market isn’t the underworld, even though they engage in unsavory dealings, selling anything, breaking laws to a certain degree, they wouldn’t do something too illegal, they just want money and do things for money. The few hesitated, Yu Wei frowned further, "Surely you know at least her surname?" "She went by Miss Leng, that’s what I heard." Miss Leng... the group exchanged glances, understanding there were no wealthy or powerful families named Leng in Rong City. It was probably fake. Realizing they couldn’t find more, Yu Wei looked at the woman slumped on the paint can, frowned, and climbed onto Liang Yichao’s motorcycle, "Let’s go." "Just letting her go?" Liang Yichao felt it wasn’t easy to catch someone, and by his nature, it would be better to bring some men over to thoroughly investigate. Yu Wei shook her head, "Let her go, considering the other party might not come back to this black market, and we can’t do illegal things either, just rough her up a bit and think of another way." While saying this, Liang Yichao could see the hint of dissatisfaction in Yu Wei’s furrowed brow. At the moment, unable to resist a hint of a smile, "Even if things are illegal, I’ll be the one to break the law, it won’t affect you, are you worried... you’ll cause trouble for me?" Liang Yichao’s tone was low and ambiguous. Gazing at Yu Wei, he almost wished he could hold her immediately, to satisfy the longing that nearly drove him crazy over four months without intimacy.