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The next day, Liu Yunfei followed his father to the company, and Liu Pei even transferred a portion of the shares to her. Aside from being happy, Liu Yunfei also had another important matter, and that was to make Shang Muxia pay a price to make up for the grievances she had suffered at Bai Ye's place.

"Public rental house on Jin Yun Road, 4th floor of Building X. Knock on her door at the address I gave you. These few days, she would go and say hi in the middle of the night. Don't let her get bored at night. If she can sleep well, then don't think about living a good life. Also, if you can come up with any new tricks, you can use them as well. There's only one thing I want, and that's to let her live. "

Liu Yunfei naturally knew what he was thinking, "As long as you can do it, it's up to you. But if this gets out of hand, I'm not responsible. As for the remuneration, I will give it to you afterwards. "

"Cut the crap. If your flattery can be used for proper business, then there will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future. " She couldn't wait to make Shang Muxia wish that she was dead.

"Yes, yes, yes, Miss Liu is right." The man immediately answered.

Before the man finished speaking, Liu Yunfei had already hung up. There were many men who flattered her like this, but as long as it wasn't a white night, she couldn't be bothered to respond.

Thinking that Shang Muxia would be tricked, Liu Yunfei couldn't help but laugh out loud. Right now, she was already sitting in the Liu family's company, with a portion of the shares in her hands. As long as she seized the opportunity and provided Bai Ye with timely help, the result would probably be just as Lin Zhiqian had said.

… ….

Deep into the night, strong winds blew into's room, waking him up from her sleep with loud banging sounds. She opened her sleepy eyes a little and went to close the bed. She fell asleep again.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk ~ ~ ~"

Not long after, a knock on the door woke Shang Muxia up. She rubbed her eyes. The sky outside was still pitch black, as if ink had been spilled on it. She picked up her phone again and looked at the time. It was already 1 or 2 in the morning. Who would be knocking on the door?

She was too sleepy to respond, but after a long time, the knocking on the door did not stop. This caused Shang Muxia to have no choice but to cover her ears. Even so, the louder the commotion, she had no choice but to get up and walk towards the living room.

The room was dark. She quickly turned on the light and went to the door to open it. But when she opened the door, there was no one there. There was only a cold wind that made her shiver.

She was surprised, but also a little frightened. She slammed the door, slipped under the covers, calmed herself down, turned out the light, and went back to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, there came another unceasing knocking on the door. Shang Muxia's heart trembled. She had lived alone for so long, but she had never encountered such a miraculous thing. At this moment, the wind outside was still blowing hard, and she could hear not only heavy knocks on the door, but also the rustling of the leaves as the wind blew past.

Shang Muxia did not dare to get up to open the door, so she simply hid her body in the blanket and covered it up tightly. Indeed, she did not dare to face this alone. If she went to open the door again, there would be no one there, or a stranger would appear. She could not imagine what would happen. Only now did she realize that she had been too careless. She didn't ask who it was nor did she open the door when she wasn't looking through the peephole. Luckily, there was no one outside. Otherwise... The consequences were unpredictable.

Shang Muxia suddenly thought of Bai Ye, if she were to live with him right now, even if she were to meet him, she would not feel any fear.

He was lost in thought. It was unknown when the knocks on the door would gradually fade away. And she fell asleep.

When she got up early in the morning, she saw dark circles under her eyes in the bathroom mirror. She really couldn't understand what had happened last night. She decided to stop thinking about it and think about Su Ruoshui instead.

She felt that maybe she should indeed come forward and talk to Lin Zhiqian.

After thinking about this, she cleaned up and changed her clothes, preparing to go out. She had wanted to peek through the peephole to see if there was someone knocking at her door last night, but when she saw who it was, she was frightened.

Why were there so many people gathered outside the door!

Shang Muxia felt that it was strange when she opened the door to find these neighbors pointing and talking about her.

"I really didn't expect her to be this kind of woman."

"Last night, I heard that someone was knocking on her door in the middle of the night. I wonder where that wild man came from. I knocked a few times. "

"She looks like an elegant little girl. How could she do such a thing?"

"How unlucky..."

… ….

These unpleasant words went into her ears, and Shang Muxia who was confused frowned and asked: "What are you guys talking about?"

"I'm talking about you!" What a bitch! "Shameless!" One of the elderly woman pointed at Shang Muxia and said harshly.

"How can you say that?" Shang Muxia was even more confused.

Had she done something wrong? Why did these neighbors look at her in such a strange way in the span of a single night, even treating her maliciously?

"Don't you know what you're doing? How can you do such a shameful thing when you look just like a human being? If anyone did marry you, it would be bad luck. "No wonder all these women are in their twenties and have no marriage partners."

"She doesn't need a partner to get married to. There are enough men on the bed for her to deal with."

As soon as a woman finished her sentence, the crowd burst into laughter. Looking at the scene that had lost control and their heart-wrenching words, Shang Muxia felt both angry and ashamed. Just as she was about to turn around and close the door, she saw a few large red words written on the wall in front of her house: shameless bitch.

Underneath the few large words, there were rows and rows of fine and dense words written in red. Although the writing was not neat, and the sizes were not the same, Shang Muxia could roughly understand that the walls were filled with stinging words about slut, whore, mistress, thief, and other people, as well as some fake things that she had simply randomly made up.

Shang Muxia was not sad, but she felt that she had suffered a great humiliation.