Wan Jin found Su Yu'er backstage.
Su Yu'er was very famous now, so the organizers had provided her with a private dressing room.
As she watched Wan Jin storm toward her in a rage, a cold, sinister smirk played on her lips.
Wan Jin, I haven't even sent anyone to look for you yet, and here you are, delivering yourself right to my door!
Then don't blame me for being ruthless!
Who told your sister to be Wan Yu!
Su Yu'er knew clearly that Madam He would never let her enter the He family. Madam He favored Wan Yu, who came from a family of equal status and was well-educated and refined.
But what if a rapist emerged from the Wan family?
With her current fame, Wan Jin would definitely go to prison, and the Wan family's status in Kyoto would plummet.
At that thought, Su Yu'er felt her blood boiling with excitement.
Madam He didn't like her and didn't want her as a daughter-in-law? Fine. She would simply replace Wan Yu and become the Young Mistress of the He family!
Su Yu'er reached into a drawer, her hand tightly gripping a small spray bottle.
"Su Yu'er, you became famous by relying on the songs my sister wrote. It's one thing to be ungrateful, but you actually want to steal her husband?"
Wan Jin walked up to Su Yu'er, his expression cold and grim. "If you continue to obsessively cling to He Xiuyuan, don't blame me for being unkind."
Su Yu'er stood up from her makeup stool, looking at Wan Jin with total confidence. "Mr. Wan, your sister can't keep a hold of her own man. How can you blame that on me?"
Su Yu'er curled her red lips into an arrogant, reckless smile. "However, I'm quite curious. How exactly are you going to be 'unkind' to me? You're not planning to... force yourself on me, are you?"
Wan Jin had likely never seen a woman so shameless and brazen. To think such a person was a big star.
It was a complete insult to his sister's creations.
"Su Yu'er, I think He Xiuyuan must be blind to have fallen for someone like you—"
Before Wan Jin could finish, Su Yu'er suddenly raised her hand and sprayed the contents of the bottle onto his face.
She moved so quickly that Wan Jin didn't even have time to dodge.
Su Yu'er tossed the bottle away and arched an eyebrow. "I've already sent a message to He Xiuyuan. He'll be here any moment. What do you think his reaction will be when he sees his wife's brother trying to rape me?"
Wan Jin realized he had been set up by Su Yu'er. He tried to turn and leave immediately.
But his head quickly began to spin.
His body started to burn with heat.
Su Yu'er tore at her own clothes and lunged at Wan Jin.
Wan Jin's breathing grew heavy. Facing the woman throwing herself at him, he found himself unable to resist.
He couldn't see the woman's face clearly; he only knew he needed her desperately.
He reached out, pulled her onto the vanity, and with bloodshot eyes, bit down on her neck.
"Mr. Wan, I really didn't try to be the 'other woman.' You've misunderstood me..."
"Please, don't do this! Let me go! Get away! Don't use this method to get revenge for your sister!"
After receiving Su Yu'er's message, He Xiuyuan came to the dressing room to find her.
Just as he reached the door, he heard the screams coming from inside.
He kicked the door open with a bang.
The scene inside nearly made his heart stop.
Su Yu'er was pinned against the vanity by Wan Jin, her clothes in disarray. Tears blurred her usually strong and determined eyes, which were now filled with terror and unease.
Wan Jin's head was buried in Su Yu'er's neck. Even the sound of the door being kicked open didn't make him let go.
The blood rushed to He Xiuyuan's head.
His face darkened to the extreme. He took several large strides forward, grabbed Wan Jin by the back of his collar, and—thud—sent a powerful punch crashing into Wan Jin's face.
Wan Yu had quietly followed He Xiuyuan after he left the banquet hall.
Arriving at the dressing room, she happened to witness her brother being struck to the ground by He Xiuyuan.
The commotion inside the room immediately drew the attention of many people outside.
Everyone has a curious side, and soon, the entrance to the dressing room was crowded with onlookers eager for gossip.
He Xiuyuan took off his suit jacket and draped it over Su Yu'er's trembling body.
Seeing the red marks on Su Yu'er's neck where Wan Jin had bitten her, he became like a raging beast. He raised his foot and aimed a forceful kick directly at Wan Jin's crotch.
Wan Yu was terrified by the sight.
That kick from He Xiuyuan would surely ruin her brother.
Subconsciously, she shielded Wan Jin with her body.
She closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to strike.
But in the next second, she heard a muffled groan from He Xiuyuan.
Wan Yu quickly opened her eyes.
Wen Yan had appeared out of nowhere. Before He Xiuyuan's foot could land, she had kicked him first.
He Xiuyuan was a master of karate.
It was rare for an ordinary person to be a match for him.
But just now, he had been sent flying by a slender, delicate-looking woman.
After slamming into the wall, He Xiuyuan collapsed onto the floor.
His chest burned with pain. With a pfft, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Su Yu'er was completely stunned.
Where did this woman come from—the one whose fighting skills were even more formidable than He Xiuyuan's?
Why was she protecting the Wan siblings?
Seeing the crowd gathered at the door, Su Yu'er deliberately let He Xiuyuan's jacket slip off.
Her torn dress and the bright, stinging bite marks on her neck were fully exposed to everyone.
"Miss Wan, I don't know how I offended your brother, but for him to do something so monstrous to me!"
He Xiuyuan struggled to get up from the floor. He picked up his jacket and draped it over Su Yu'er again.
"Wan Yu, is this the kind of friend you keep? I will hold her legally responsible for that kick. And as for your brother, even if it was only attempted rape, it's an unpardonable crime. I never expected the Wan family to raise such a beast!"
Wan Yu didn't believe for a second that her brother would do such a thing. She was about to say something when Wen Yan suddenly brought over a glass of water and splashed it directly into Wan Jin's face.
Wan Jin regained consciousness. He looked around, confused about what was happening.
"President He, after something like this, I don't want to live anymore!" Su Yu'er sobbed uncontrollably.
He Xiuyuan looked at Wan Jin and Wan Yu with a gaze that suggested he wanted to tear them into a thousand pieces.
"How dare you! Even though Yu'er has no background, she has me as her boss, and tens of millions of fans. After doing something like this, you don't even have a word of apology?"
The onlookers were all pointing and whispering about the Wan siblings.
"I saw it with my own eyes earlier; that man was trying to rape Goddess Su."
"Heavens, in a place like this? Where did he get the nerve?"
"Su Yu'er is a famous star and she can still be harassed like this by the elite. If it were an ordinary person, wouldn't they just have to suffer in silence?"
"Call the police! People like this deserve to rot in prison!"
Wan Jin's mind was a mess. He couldn't remember what had just happened at all.
Why was everyone accusing him of almost raping Su Yu'er?
"Wan Yu, Wan Jin, if you both kneel and apologize to Yu'er, I can convince her not to call the police and negotiate a private settlement with you!"
The members of the Si family, who were blocked outside the dressing room by the crowd, were fuming with rage.
If they didn't know the truth, they would have been just like these gossip-mongers, thinking Wan Jin was a heinous criminal.
Wen Yan put on a pair of disposable gloves. She picked up a spray bottle from the trash can. "Su Yu'er, what is this?"
