Chapter 1

"Zhixia, come quickly and save me, I'm being molested at the club."

Tang Zhixia rushed over, her mind filled with the desperate and helpless voice of her best friend on the phone.

Room 808.

Tang Zhixia looked up at the door of the private room, which was the room number her best friend Song Shan had sent her. Without a word, she pushed the door open to save her friend.

As soon as she pushed the door open, the room was dimly lit.

Suddenly.

A strong hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her inside, and the door slammed shut.

"Ah... Who are you? What do you want?" Tang Zhixia cried out in fear.

"Cooperate, and I won't treat you badly." The man's hoarse voice echoed.

In the next second, Tang Zhixia was thrown onto the sofa, and a strong body pressed down on her.

"Um..." Just as she struggled and cried out, a pair of fresh mint-scented lips forcefully sealed her mouth.

The man's body was like fire, almost scorching her.

In her desperate struggle, Tang Zhixia felt the man's ferocity.

An hour later.

Tang Zhixia, disheveled and trembling, came out. Although she had just experienced a nightmare, she was still worried about her friend's safety.

She just picked up her phone to dial when she saw a group of people, both men and women, coming out of the side door. Under the light, she clearly recognized two of the girls.

One was her best friend Song Shan, and the other was her stepsister Tang Qingqing. They held hands, looking like a pair of close sisters.

Tang Zhixia looked at these two people, shocked and angry.

"Song Shan, stop right there." Tang Zhixia clenched her fists and shouted angrily.

Song Shan and Tang Qingqing immediately turned around. Tang Zhixia's face was pale as she glared at them and questioned Song Shan, "Why did you lie to me!"

Song Shan sneered, "Tang Zhixia, who made you so stupid and easy to deceive?"

"Was the gigolo good just now?" Tang Qingqing said with a malicious smile.

Tang Zhixia suddenly realized that everything tonight was planned by them. Her nineteen years of purity were thus destroyed.

Song Shan's eyes turned cold, "Tang Zhixia, did you think I considered you a good friend? Since we met, I have always been like a green leaf to highlight you. I hate you and wish to destroy your face."

Tang Qingqing chimed in, "I have evidence to prove to Dad that you have been working at the club to earn money. Just wait to be kicked out of the house!"

"You..." Tang Zhixia's body swayed with anger. The betrayal of her friend, the cruelty of her stepsister, and her broken body made her almost faint.

"Shan, let's go! Don't bother with her; she's dirty tonight." Tang Qingqing, holding Song Shan's hand, walked towards her sports car parked by the roadside.

Three days later.

Tang's residence.

"Because I didn't let you study abroad, you secretly went to do such money-making jobs? How could I, Tang Jun, have a daughter as shameless as you?" The steady male voice was filled with anger.

"Dad, I didn't..."

"You didn't, Tang Zhixia? How can you be so shameless? Does our family lack clothes or food for you? You actually went to such a place to sell yourself for money? Don't bring any dirty diseases back to harm us!" The woman on the sofa, adorned with jewels, said with disgust.

"Dad, I really didn't... I..." Tang Zhixia tried to explain.

But Tang Jun didn't want to listen anymore. He said angrily, "You dare to lie to me? Get out of this house. I, Tang Jun, can't bear this shame. I will pretend I don't have a daughter as shameless as you."

At the second-floor railing, Tang Qingqing propped her chin, watching the drama unfold. Everything went as she planned. Tang Zhixia would be kicked out of the house and become a homeless dog.

Tang Zhixia had never seen her father so angry and disappointed. She silently got up and went upstairs to pack her things without saying anything.

Just as she stepped into the second-floor entrance, Tang Qingqing blocked her with folded arms, "Get out! Don't be an eyesore in this house. This house will never have a place for you."

Tang Zhixia clenched her fists and glared at the smug face.

"Do you want to hit me? Come on!" Tang Qingqing turned her face and taunted.

She raised her hand and slapped her without hesitation.

"Ah! You hit me... Dad, Mom, Tang Zhixia hit me." Tang Qingqing cried out in pain and ran down the stairs.

Downstairs, Li Jie hugged her daughter, pointing upstairs in anger, "Tang Zhixia, you dare to hit my daughter? Are you out of control?"

Tang Jun looked at the slap mark on his second daughter's face, feeling extremely disappointed.

When did his eldest daughter become so ungrateful?

"Dad, it hurts so much..." Tang Qingqing ran to her father's arms, pretending to be in pain.

"Tang Zhixia, get out of here." Tang Jun shouted upstairs again.

After packing her things, Tang Zhixia took her passport and went downstairs. Seeing her father hugging Tang Qingqing like a treasure, her heart died.

He didn't even ask what she had experienced last night, but only believed Tang Qingqing's one-sided words. In her father's heart, her position was clear.

Since her mother's death, she had been an outsider in this house. Her father brought the mistress and her daughter, who he had been raising outside, back home.

Her poor mother, who had tragically sacrificed herself in a work task, had no idea about her father's betrayal in marriage.

She didn't want to return to this house anymore.

Tang Qingqing watched her drag her luggage out of the house, and a malicious smile appeared on her lips. Finally, she had driven out this annoying waste.

...

Five years later.

In an apartment in Country D, someone knocked on the door.

The woman, who was immersed in her design, stood up with a headache, opened the door unhappily, and looked at the two well-dressed Asian men outside, asking in English, "Who are you looking for?"

"Are you Miss Tang Zhixia?" The other person asked directly in Chinese.

"I am, who are you?" Tang Zhixia asked again.

"We are here on someone's behalf. Your mother, Qiu Xingyue, saved our young master's life. Our old lady hopes to meet you."

Tang Zhixia frowned, "Who is your old lady?"

"The old lady of the Xi family." The leading man said respectfully.

Tang Zhixia immediately understood. The old lady of the Xi family, the first financial empire in the country, was the person her mother had sacrificed herself to save.

Tang Zhixia was proud of her mother, who was a great police officer.

"Sorry, I don't want to meet her." Tang Zhixia directly refused, guessing that the Xi family wanted to repay her, but she didn't want to accept it.

"Mommy, who is it?" A young and curious voice came from the room.

Tang Zhixia quickly replied, "It's nothing." Then she said to the people outside, "Sorry, I don't see guests."

She closed the door directly.

In a luxurious villa on a hillside in the country.

"Did you find her?"

"Yes, Young Master Xi. The girl from the club five years ago just bought your watch at a second-hand market."

"Find her." The man on the sofa said in a low, powerful voice, his tone exuding authority.

"Okay!"