Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 94 Who the hell are you touching? A femme fatale

Warm liquid slid down his head.

Upon witnessing such a bloody scene, the sommelier screamed, and the others were also terrified, their faces filled with horror.

Secretary Chen wasn't so surprised; he had seen Si Mocheng in even more out-of-control situations before.

Si Mocheng's hand was still raised, his expression dark and fierce. He kicked the man to the ground and swung down viciously. The broken bottle, shattered into shark teeth, pierced through President Zhang's palm.

"Ahhh..." President Zhang suddenly let out a pig-like scream, his bright red color faded, and his face twisted and turned pale with pain. At this moment, looking at Si Mocheng, who looked like a god of death above him, he was completely sober.

"Mr. Si... Mr. Si."

"Who the hell are you touching?" Si Mocheng slapped President Zhang's already swollen face, making it even more swollen.

Blood trickled from the corner of Mr. Zhang's mouth, his eyes filled with terror. Realizing he had messed with the wrong person, he repeatedly begged for mercy, "President Si, I was drunk. I acted recklessly. I didn't know Miss Jiang was your person. Please forgive me, please forgive me this time..."

However, what greeted him was a fist wrapped around his watch, punch after punch, each blow landing with flesh, splattering blood that stained Si Mocheng's gold-rimmed glasses.

Si Mocheng's posture was clearly aimed at taking his life.

Seeing that someone was about to die, everyone was terrified, but they still dared not breathe.

"Xiao Cheng, that's enough." Jiang Liwu grabbed Si Mocheng's raised arm. Si Mocheng's chest heaved violently, his expression ruthless and bloodthirsty, but when he met her eyes, he gradually regained his rationality and obediently stopped.

He stood up, grabbed Jiang Liwu's hand, and strode out. Jiang Liwu did not resist and left with him.

Secretary Chen stayed behind to handle the aftermath.

He half-squatted down, picked up the gold watch left by Si Mocheng, and patted the mangled body. "This is for your medical expenses."

"It's getting cold, Xiao Zhang, but you can't just sleep anywhere."

Mr. Zhang tried to tug at Secretary Chen's sleeve, but Secretary Chen stepped back, pushed up his glasses, and looked at Mr. Zhang with cold disdain. Then he looked around and smiled, "Please enjoy your drinks, everyone. I'll be leaving now."

Everyone realized what was happening and quickly said, "Okay, okay, Secretary Chen, please take care."

"Wait...wait a minute, no, don't go, you can't go..." General Manager Zhang struggled to get up from the ground, kneeling and begging for mercy, "I deserve to die a thousand deaths, Secretary Chen, please plead with General Manager Si for me, let me go this time, I will never dare to do it again."

He knew he was doomed. Forget about cooperating with the Si Group; his own company was going to be gone too.

The group of shrewd individuals immediately understood the unspoken meaning in Secretary Chen's words and kept their distance from General Manager Zhang—no, now it's Junior Zhang—for fear of being dragged down by him and tainted with some bad luck.

Si Mocheng held Jiang Liwu's hand and walked very fast. Fortunately, Jiang Liwu's legs were long enough to keep up with his pace. Her skirt and clothes fluttered, and her black hair was flowing. To others, they looked like the male and female protagonists arguing in a movie.

"Brother Yan, isn't that Jiang Liwu? She and Si Mocheng??" Gu Youchuan asked in surprise, blinking to make sure he wasn't mistaken.

Shang Tingyan looked over, his gaze falling on the two people's tightly clasped hands. His thin lips pressed down slightly, and his dark eyes were unfathomable.

He rarely attended drinking parties organized by Gu Youchuan's group, but for some reason, he felt an unusual urge to have a few more drinks today, so he agreed.

After staying for a while, he realized he still didn't like the atmosphere and it wasn't very interesting, so he prepared to leave. Gu Youchuan, unusually, also planned to go back early, so they came out together.

"I knew this woman was good at using witchcraft. It's only been a few days and she's already won over Si Mocheng." Gu Youchuan held up three fingers, indicating that this was the third man entangled with Jiang Liwu.

They are all well-known figures in the industry.

"You go first, I have other things to do." Shang Tingyan stood there, exuding an air of noble indifference.

Gu Youchuan: "?"

He looked at him with suspicion and inquiry, "You're not going to find Jiang Liwu, are you?"

Shang Tingyan gave him a cold look.

Gu Youchuan chuckled dryly, "Just kidding, how could you get involved with such a femme fatale?"

"Okay, then I'll be going now."

What Gu Youchuan didn't see was that after standing there for a while, Shang Tingyan headed in the direction Jiang Liwu had left.

"When did you become so easygoing? Didn't you say you never suffer a loss? Aren't you very powerful? Why don't you fight back? Why don't you fight back? Why do you swallow your anger? Why do you let yourself suffer like this!" Si Mocheng angrily released Jiang Liwu's hand, turned around and saw Jiang Liwu with a carefree smile on her lips. After a moment of hesitation, he became even angrier.

Jiang Liwu winked at him, looking innocent and weak. "Didn't you investigate me? I'm just a twenty-year-old girl in the prime of my life, delicate and easily pushed over. How could I possibly fight? How could I possibly handle a fat pig? So of course, I can only wait for you to protect me."

Si Mocheng was speechless because he kept saying that she was a liar and not his stepmother. If she wasn't his stepmother, how could she have such explosive fighting power?

Si Mocheng twitched with anger, his face changing from one expression to another, looking extremely unpleasant.

Jiang Liwu leaned forward towards him with her hands behind her back, saying, "Xiao Cheng looks so incredibly handsome protecting me." Her dark, bright eyes were filled with a shimmering smile.

Si Mocheng stared blankly, then turned his head away, looking unapproachable. "Don't give me that." He said that, but his handsome face and ears were tinged with rouge, and one corner of his mouth couldn't help but curve up slightly in praise from an angle that Jiang Liwu couldn't see.

"Go back by yourself. You're not expecting me to take you home, are you? I didn't ask you to come."

Si Mocheng remained unsparing in his words.

"Really? You really want me to go back by myself? You really want to leave a twenty-year-old girl all alone? Can you bear it?"

"Alright, then you can go. I can manage on my own. Even if I'm powerless and something happens to me, it's my own bad luck, and I can't blame anyone else." Jiang Liwu lowered her head, sniffed, and looked utterly forlorn and pitiful.

Secretary Chen drove the car over and eagerly opened the back door.

Si Mocheng strode over, and his back stiffened upon hearing these words.

He unconsciously started to have wild thoughts, and one bad image after another flashed through his mind.

Even if Jiang Liwu really was a stepmother, and few could do anything to her, Si Mocheng didn't dare gamble with her safety, because he had already learned a terrible lesson he would never forget twenty years ago.

Si Mocheng swallowed nervously, a chaotic panic spreading through his heart. Without turning around, he said breathlessly, "Keep up."

"Okay!" Jiang Liwu replied cheerfully, but she didn't run over as she had hoped. When she took a step, her feet felt unsteady, as if she were walking on cotton and couldn't stand up at all. She stumbled and fell to the side.