Wen Tong rushed to the nightclub where she usually hung out with Sandy and the others. It was still early, but the nightclub was already open. That was because there were some playboy kids who loved to have fun early, so the club would open its doors ahead of time.
The nightclub owner knew Wen Tong. When he saw her, his face broke into a big smile. "Oh, isn't this Miss Wen? Why are you coming so late today?" Usually, he saw Wen Tong coming here with Sandy and the others. Why was she alone today?
"Where's Sandy?" Wen Tong ignored the owner's words.
"Sandy and the others are still in their usual spot," the owner said with a beaming smile. Then he watched Wen Tong's back. As long as Wen Tong came, the club's profit for the night would double! He must serve this young lady well!
Wen Tong walked to the door of the large private room where they usually had their gatherings. Before she even entered, she could hear the lively noise coming from inside. It was really lively. It seemed that even without her, these commoners could still have a great time!
Wen Tong pushed open the door and appeared in front of everyone. Matt was the first to notice her. When he saw Wen Tong, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately ran over and grabbed her hand. "Wen, you're here!"
Hearing Matt's voice, everyone looked towards the door. Wen Tong's expressionless face, with a hint of anger and hatred, made everyone look at each other in surprise. "Wen, what's wrong with you?" It seemed that Wen Tong was very angry, but... she had just arrived. Who could have made her angry? Who would dare to provoke the daughter of the Wen Group if they didn't want to live?
"Sandy, come here."
Sandy was pouring wine for a boy. Since she had quarreled with Wen Tong before, she didn't even turn around when Wen Tong came. Now, hearing Wen Tong call her name, she pointed at herself in surprise. "Calling me?"
"Yes."
Sandy was a bit confused but still obediently walked over. Maybe... Wen Tong wanted to make up with her?
Sandy walked over and stood with Wen Tong in the corner of the large private room. The people who were playing over there all looked towards Wen Tong and whispered to each other.
"What's going on between Wen and Sandy?"
"I don't know."
"They haven't been together for a long time..."
"Could they have quarreled?"
Just as Wen Tong was about to talk to Sandy, she heard the voices behind her. Immediately, she roared at them impatiently, "Go play your own games. What are you looking at!"
Wen Tong's roar immediately scared those people back. Well, the conflict between these girls should be solved by themselves.
Sandy felt that Wen Tong didn't seem to come here to make up with her this time. Judging from her expression, she clearly still hated her. But... hatred? Why did she hate her? What had she done?
"Wen, you..."
Wen Tong interrupted her. "Sandy, you've been talking bad about me behind my back, haven't you?"
"Huh?"
"You texted that man. Did you say bad things about me!" Wen Tong asked aggressively.
"What are you talking about?" Sandy looked at her. "If you're here to talk about this, then don't. I'm going to play. You can do as you please." Even though she had really said something, would she show it to Wen Tong?
Sandy's words really made Wen Tong think that she was guilty! Wen Tong sneered, then suddenly reached out her hand and was about to grab the phone in Sandy's hand. "Oh? Really? Then are you brave enough to let me take a look at your phone?"
If she showed it to Wen Tong, it would be the truth. Sandy wasn't that stupid! "Wen Tong, don't you trust me?" Sandy put the phone behind her back so that Wen Tong couldn't touch it.
The more she didn't let Wen Tong touch it, the more Wen Tong thought there was something fishy. Humph, no matter how much Sandy tried to cover it up, it was useless. That man had already shown her their conversation!
Just then, the nightclub owner walked in with a tray. There were several beautiful cocktails and two bottles of black beer on the tray. Seeing Wen Tong and Sandy standing in the corner, he put on a smile and walked over. "Miss Wen, how about having a cocktail? It's my own mix."
Wen Tong's eyes glanced at the owner's tray. The two bottles of black beer on it caught her attention. Then, with lightning speed, she picked up a bottle of black beer from the tray and smashed it at Sandy in front of her.
Crash—
"Ah!" Sandy couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the head by the beer bottle. Wen Tong used so much force that the bottle broke, and the glass shards scattered all over the ground. Sandy immediately felt dizzy, and a stream of warm blood flowed out from the back of her head.
"Wen!" The people who were drinking and playing over there also heard the noise and all looked at Wen Tong in surprise.
Even the owner was stunned. What was wrong with Wen Tong? Why suddenly...
But Wen Tong looked at Sandy's appearance. Her hair was splashed with beer, and she looked extremely embarrassed. Wen Tong felt extremely satisfied. She laughed. The alcohol she had drunk before seemed to be taking effect. She picked up another bottle and, with red eyes, smashed it at Sandy's head.
This bottle hit Sandy right on the temple. Sandy's dizziness hadn't passed yet, and suddenly there was another sharp pain in her head. Then, her vision went black, and she fell to the ground, on the floor full of glass shards.
"Ah—"
Only then did everyone come to their senses. Sandy was lying on the ground. Because of the glass shards, a lot of blood was flowing from her face...
"Not good. Call 911 quickly!"
Wen Tong held the bottle mouth and looked at Sandy lying on the ground. She felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart!
...
Wen Haotian was in the company. He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn during the surgery three days ago. His shirt was a bit yellowish. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his face looked haggard, and his beard had grown very long. He didn't even have the time to take care of himself.
"How's it going? Have you found them?" Wen Haotian asked a black-clothed bodyguard in front of him.
"Mr. Wen, not yet..." The black-clothed bodyguard bent slightly, his tone a bit timid.
Before his voice faded, Wen Haotian had already angrily swept away all the documents, pens, and other things on the table in front of him. He stood up and roared, "Three days! You've found nothing. Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on the president of Shengshi?"
They were simply a bunch of useless people!
"But we just can't find the president of Shengshi," the black-clothed bodyguard said innocently. If they could find Su Yuze, then wouldn't Su Rou be found too!
"Keep looking!"
"Yes!"
In a fit of anger, Wen Haotian felt a dull pain in his abdomen again. He quickly took out a box of medicine from the drawer and swallowed it without even pouring water.
His body couldn't collapse yet. Not until he found Su Rou...