It’s said that the very night she was imprisoned, she was gang-raped by over a dozen men.
And they also disfigured her with sulfuric acid.
The punishments she once wanted to inflict on Xia Weibao all fell upon herself in the end.
People in the police station said she got what she deserved, that it was karma, and that retribution was relentless.
Wan Ke, however, broke out in a cold sweat.
He inquired about Huang Wenan’s condition and heard that he too had been gang-raped by several men.
Now he’s delirious and insane all day long.
It’s said he attempted suicide but was stopped by those men, a true living hell!
Coming out of the police station, Wan Ke was so scared his legs went weak.
Only then did he deeply realize what kind of monster he had provoked!
Someone was behind Xia Weibao!
Behind her, there must be a person, and a big shot at that!
Nobody in the police station dared to say a word about the violence that occurred there.
And the incident where Xia Weibao crushed Huang Wenan’s vital parts, Huang Wenan had already sued her at the time.
But now it’s as if it vanished into thin air.
It could only mean that the person behind her was too powerful, to the point of being untouchable!
In the whole of Huaxia, such a person could only be one of three!
Wan Ke was dripping with cold sweat, his face stricken with terror.
After reassessing over and over to confirm he hadn’t personally laid hands on Xia Weibao, he left in a panicked haste.
Now, all he wanted was to stay as far away from that woman as possible!
Driving back, his hands were trembling as he gripped the steering wheel.
Yet unexpectedly, as he was crossing the traffic lights, someone ran a red light and directly sent his car flying!
He was seriously injured and hospitalized.
Listening to the report from his subordinates, Lu Hualiang’s face was expressionless.
His eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting a cold glint like that of a chilly pond.
"And those reporters."
"Yes, your subordinate will handle it immediately."
So, within a single day, those reporters who had once besieged Xia Weibao were either chased by dogs out of nowhere, suddenly fell and broke their legs while walking, had a flower pot fall out of nowhere onto their heads, were beaten up during a break-in at midnight, or were in car accidents.
Even more extreme, walking along and suddenly there was a hole in the sewer, they fell in and got a mouthful of filth.
In any case, none escaped unscathed.
The severity was determined by how they had treated Xia Weibao that day.
And all this, Her Majesty the Empress had no idea about.
She was on her way to see Zhuang Xuejun.
And took the chance to give Xu Jiayang a call.
"Director Xu, don’t you want to take this opportunity to release the recording and clear your name?"
Xu Jiayang was silent for a moment, "No need."
The recording was in his hands after all; he could clear his name anytime he wanted.
But he wanted to defeat Wan Ke fair and square, then send him plummeting into Hell!
This was a battle between men!
Xia Weibao clicked her tongue, somewhat speechless.
But it wasn’t her concern.
A woman couldn’t comprehend the thinking of men.
After hanging up the phone, she had already arrived at Han Luoqi’s villa.
Seeing Han Luoqi again, Xia Weibao felt a bit apologetic.
"That... I didn’t mean to hit you last time."
That night, she had been so angry that she slapped him.
Yet this time, although Han Luoqi and she weren’t that close, he had canceled performances to protect her, which moved her.
Han Luoqi shrugged, "I wasn’t helping you; I was just helping Xu Jiayang."
"It was Xu Jiayang who asked me to look after you," Han Luoqi said indifferently.
Xia Weibao gave him a sweet smile but did not continue the conversation.
She considered him a friend now.