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THE NIGHT WAS supposed to be all about Creative Studious and their long years of success and achievements, but in just 10 minutes, it was all about how damnable of a being Feng Mian Zhao was. How many crimes he could be convicted with, how many women and men he raped, his years taking drugs, being an incompetent CEO of several corporations and so on.

The list continued to rise as journalists cried their critical questions.

"Is it true you are actually sleeping with Emperor Fei Long Liu for connections and money?! So it was not baseless when everyone claimed you two are a couple?! Please give us answers, Young Master Zhao!"

"According to witnesses, you were seen taking drugs in an abandoned building a couple of years ago and even killed someone there. Do you ever think about the families of your victims?? Do you remember how many you've ruined?!"

"You actually raped your own sister!! When did it start, Young Master Zhao! Have you always lusted for your sister? Please tell us the truth and explain to everyone if these claims are real!"

"Young Master Zhao!! We need you to speak! If you don't talk, you will end up in jail! Talk now or be forced to admit all these crimes."

Dozens of people were raving around Feng Mian, while Fei Long obediently stayed out of everything. Since he didn't know how exactly he wasn't supposed to interfere, he had decided he won't be speaking for the rest of the evening and simply enjoy the view of Feng Mian's dashing coolness.

Being in love felt great for him because just by being beside Feng Mian, his heart felt lighter, a small smile always lacing his lips and he was at peace. His only problem was how to get together with Feng Mian without scaring her off. After all, they were both men. These thoughts, Fei Long was critically analysing.

Feng Mian remained quiet as she kept to herself and her phone. She completely turned a deaf ear to the rude remarks of the journalists to elicit some sort of response from her, but it will never work on her as she was used to being told much crueler things. She wasn't strong-willed from the start, she became one from struggling through life. And because of this, she was even far stubborn and resilient.

After tapping a private number, she held her phone by her ear, everyone was suddenly pushing closer trying to listen to whatever Feng Mian was going to say, even if it was just from her talk on the phone.

"Hey, did you receive it? It has been playing for over 10 minutes." She demanded.

There was some vague voice coming from the other end of the phone, but none of the journalists could hear. They then heard Feng Mian reply, "Good. When done, proceed with what I told you, exactly 20 minutes from now." She ended the call and leisurely walked towards Ying Yue who was a mess with tears and snot on her face, as if she really had gone through long years of nightmares.

What made her different from a sexually abused sister was the psychological trauma that should be in her eyes, but there was nothing there but schemes. She was more alive than a beggar who has suffered on the streets for 3 years.

The crowd of journalists completely parted where Feng Mian stepped her shiny shoes. Despite the excitement, she was like a cool breeze merely visiting the venue. When she looked up, it was to reveal a smirk that screamed 'the devil'. It did not help that her hair was lustrous black and her eyes a set of frost, as if it had been frozen for a thousand years. They were shining but sharp.

She turned towards a middle aged man who first spoke of insults at her and said, "Mr Harrington. You have a wife and 2 mistresses, 7 children in total and one measly company that you've been struggling to keep together. You approached Senior Fie for the Viva Water project he proposed, and while many invested their money into it due to the obvious success it could provide in a few short years, you wanted to monopolize the whole thing.

"Only, I saved Viva Water from being ruined by your stupidity. Now, if you'll kindly listen to what Senior Fie has to say."

In moments, the screen that featured Feng Mian doing three-some was replaced by a wizened face, who seemed to be in his office with the glass window overlooking the day view of a certain city.

When he noticed the video call had begun, he smiled and chuckled saying, "Mr Zhao! It's an honor to receive your call! How can I be of an assistance to you in this fine time?" He was full of respect, as if Feng Mian was his godfather. Although that was not far from the truth.

Feng Mian's clear voice rung throughout the hall as she said indifferently, "Senior Fie, when you offered Viva Water to other corporations, what did Mr Harrington say? And what did I do for you and to your Viva Water?"

Senior Fie was blank for a moment before catching Feng Mian's drift. With utmost respect once again, Senior Fie solemnly confirmed. "Mr Zhao, I had asked for help from 5 corporations, which were Meunder, Harrington, Hushpot, Imitalics and Youbold. All of them were very eager to take over the factory I wanted to develop. Their incentives were all in their favor, giving me the worse time of all. However, you merely looked at me as I was slumped by the Men's Restroom in Harrington's company building and you immediately took a gamble after listening to my troubles!

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"Not only did you fully supported my dream factory, but even helped me fend off from the hungry wolves that wanted to steal my lifetime's work. I can never repay you in this lifetime, but if you request my life, I will be perfectly willing!"

He was so serious that his wizened eyes had turned glossy, as if he would really wish to sacrifice his life for his hero.

Silence reigned over the previously messy hall.

But Feng Mian was only starting.

"Thank you, Senior Fie. You've helped me greatly. I don't need your old life as I have enough life and youth to get what I want, but I appreciate the offer nevertheless. You have a good day now." And the screen turned off after Senior Fie gently smiled.

A clap suddenly snapped everyone's stupor. Ryou Hisa can then be seen walking from the entrance towards Feng Mian on the stage. He did not even glance at anyone else, even to the damsel in distress Ying Yue sprawled on the floor beside Feng Mian.

When he was close enough to Feng Mian, she coldly announced, "Mr Ryou Hisa, I hereby sue Mr Harrington for defamation. He slandered my name and my achievements. If I am right, according to Common Law, if slander is confirmed, I can put Mr Harrington to prison."

Ryou Hisa curtly nodded. "Under Common Law, yes. Verbal insults that negatively affects a person's reputation can be presented to court. If it is written or any physical proof, it is considered libel and can still be sent to court. All of which, can end up in jail for over 2 years in prison."

Feng Mian smirked. "Very good. Coincidentally, I have cameras set up in all corners of this hall."

When people heard this, they were all shock. How can she just admit a crime like that herself, and these were their thoughts until they heard her next words.

"And it picks up even the sound of someone's fart." She paused as her eyes blinked mischievously around the crowd, from the members of different corporations, to the venue staffs, to the crowd of eager reporters and to Ying Yue whose face was still a mask of depression. But Feng Mian saw the little shift in her eyes as their gaze clashed.

Mr Harrington was particularly nervous, and not just him but the others who were so riled up and thoughtlessly exclaimed lies about Feng Mian for everyone to hear. They thought the young master who was merely 18 years old cannot possibly handle the pressure of a crowd of people degrading him on all sides. Even if he was the owner of several businesses, he was only a young teenager, barely stepping into adulthood.

But how wrong they were.

Ryou Hisa took this chance to confirm Feng Mian's words. "A Privacy Act may also be issued to handle this case, to properly review the evidences. According to you, Young Master Zhao, you have a broadcast evidence and public witnesses. After all these, you can perfectly win the fight in court, and may put Mr Harrington to 2 years in prison or even 5."

His voice was so cold and indifferent that everyone who did not realized what was going on the first time was by now scared stiff. There was not only one Mr Harrington who threw accusations against Feng Mian. There were the journalists too.

When some of them thought they could escape through the entrance, they were badly mistaken for as soon as Ryou Hisa ended his speech, armed forces were marching in droves.

If words was not comprehensible to some, their eyes should not lie to them. And if anyone dare leave the venue without Feng Mian's permission, they can only hope their last words can still be heard.

Ying Yue was still pinning her hopes on her schemes until Feng Mian crushed her on all sides with her next words.

"I would also like to sue my sister with the criminal offence of breaching trust."

Ying Yue was confused and so did everyone else.

Feng Mian then talked to someone on her phone and after which, the huge television screen was suddenly divided into four sections. In each square, there was only one thing in common, and that was Ying Yue riding a certain man that was different from each square on the screen. The sounds then blasted throughout the hall.

And while everyone was feeling hot listening to the moans and groans, Feng Mian coldly said, "My sister showed a video of me sleeping with people earlier, and I have had someone look into it. It was fake. May I ask Mr Ryou Hisa to take care of the several lawsuits I have filed tonight? While adding the criminal offense of defamation of libel to my dear sister."

"Certainly." Ryou Hisa said as his eyes sparkled with joy. Like he just won a lottery from this one evening.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed, "How can you just throw your own sister in jail?! You must have no heart!!"

Then another, "That video of the goddess Ying Yue must be fake too!!"

"You are throwing people to court left and right but you've also done your sister wrong! How can you just rape her and get away with it?!"

Even the journalists at the side also chided in, eager for juicy news articles.

"You should sue yourself for lib- whatever too!!"

"And aren't those guys with Ms Ying Yue in the video her close friends?"

"That's right!! Mr Balthazar, isn't that you? And you too Mr Iker Matheus! Say something to save goddess Ying Yue!"

But of course, none of the boys could hear the shouting and vigorous request for their input because their eyes completely focused on the bed scenes that more than half of them clearly remembered. They were as clear as they remembered that particular night they spent with Ying Yue, her soft skin brushing against their own and overlapping passion that was so memorable they had wet dreams for months.

At the same time, they were also conflicted, because if they claimed their evening with her was real, then she will end up in jail just by the fact she had lied to all of them. This was Breach of Trust.

And this fact was the only thing that really ripped their heart from their chest. They felt betrayed, but their emotions for her struggled to salvage whatever was left.

Iker Matheus who had been quietly supporting Ying Yue until just now was pale as his eyes burned on the video looping on the big screen. He felt like he was in some sort of game, that it was all a lie, that his feelings was really reciprocated and that was why Ying Yue slept with him, for several nights at that.

But then, just by looking onto the screen and looking at the other partitions, he understood he had been sharing the one he loved with other men. Not just one, but four!

Similar to Iker Matheus, Balthazar, Mo Chou and Kon were also equally feeling betrayed. They had wondered why she couldn't simply spend as much time with them, but they all rationalized it as her being busy with Horizon Line Inc, while also asking for their help from time to time when she needed a little help with people.

All the while, they were all fooled perfectly. Too perfect that they were actually speechless. All the moments they had shared with Ying Yue suddenly became disgusting as they looked to each other's faces who have had slept with her.

What if the night before, she slept with him? How can she just jump from one man to another without feeling guilty?

"...Yue... Why? No, how can you do this to me?" Iker suddenly demanded, his pain was so great that his voice actually shook. "I thought you finally realized how much I love you..."

Instead of going soft after seeing Iker so hurt, Ying Yue felt cornered as anger and hatred burst from within. She glared madly at Feng Mian as she said, "You bastard!"

Feng Mian glanced down at her. "Bitch."