I, the Ruthless Villain, Strangled My Fiancée at the Beginning and Left the Protagonists Terrified Chapter 83

Shen Wuxiao drove Jiang Huaiyue and Hong Ye to a club in Zhonghai called Jiujiu Zhizun. It was the largest and most prestigious club in the city.

After parking the car, they were immediately greeted by two lines of young women standing at the entrance. Each one had an elegant figure and greeted them with a slight bow. Leading them was the club’s manager, who had a flattering smile stretched across his face.

Whenever Shen Wuxiao planned to go somewhere, all he had to do was make a call. His subordinates would take care of everything—he never had to lift a finger.

“Mr. Shen, it’s truly an honor to have you here. Mr. Shen, and the two young ladies—please, come in, come in…” The manager smiled so hard that it seemed out of place with his formal uniform.

Hong Ye blushed when she heard the manager refer to her as one of the “young ladies.” Technically, she wasn’t. But since neither Shen Wuxiao nor Jiang Huaiyue reacted, she chose to stay quiet and not correct him.

The interior of the club was undeniably luxurious. The grand hall shimmered with opulence. Marble stairs with exquisite carvings, soft cloud-like carpets, and elegant jade statues adorned the space. The massive tiled floor added to the majestic atmosphere, and the intricate ceramic art pieces infused the place with a refined, classical charm.

No wonder some scholars and professors liked to come here under the guise of “academic discussion.” As for foreign language learning and other things—that was just extra credit.

“Mr. Shen, would you like to start with some tea or…” the manager asked cautiously.

If Shen Wuxiao had come alone, the manager might have asked if he wanted to go straight to the back rooms. But seeing him accompanied by two women, he didn’t dare suggest anything inappropriate.

The manager quietly let out a sigh of relief as he watched them leave. Shen Wuxiao was a man of unpredictable temperament. Escorting him the whole time was nerve-wracking—any mistake could be fatal. It was a blessing that he wanted to enjoy himself freely, so long as he didn’t tear the place apart.

Tonight’s focus was on Hong Ye, so naturally, everything would follow her lead. On the second floor, Hong Ye seemed to be deep in thought, torn between choices. Shen Wuxiao and Jiang Huaiyue stayed by her side as they walked through the hallway.

Just then, a man and a woman exited a large private room with a karaoke setup. They were passionately kissing right in the hallway. Shen Wuxiao and the others just glanced over, showing no surprise.

But the woman in the couple suddenly froze when she noticed Shen Wuxiao’s back. She quickly pulled out her phone and snapped a picture.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” asked the foreign man beside her in broken Dragon language.

The woman gave a cold smile. “That man is my best friend’s boyfriend. I didn’t expect to catch him fooling around here. John, tonight’s expenses are on him.”

She was clearly thrilled. She had just returned to China and had invited a bunch of old classmates to party at the club. Thanks to their constant flattery, she was feeling superior, and they had already spent over 800,000 yuan.

Clubbing here always cost hundreds of thousands per night. While she could afford it, if she could make someone else pay, why not?

She opened her chat app and found a contact labeled “Qingqing.” She quickly typed a message:

“Qingqing, I’m back in China! I’m at the Jiujiu Zhizun Club. Do you have time to come over? I’ve got a big secret to tell you!”

She hit send and waited, but there was no reply. So she returned to the private room, planning to fake a “chance encounter” later to expose Shen Wuxiao and make him pay.

After all, Shen Wuxiao always treated Liu Qingqing well. And as Qingqing’s best friend, it was perfectly reasonable for her to benefit too.

Meanwhile, Hong Ye had made her decision. She wanted to take a red wine bath with Jiang Huaiyue.

They entered a private bath suite and began pouring red wine into a small indoor pool. Normally, a red wine bath is taken in a bathtub to avoid waste, with a wine-to-water ratio that only required around eight bottles.

But Hong Ye insisted on using the pool—and poured in more than eighty bottles of red wine without hesitation. Just pocket change—only worth a few million.

The key point? Shen Wuxiao wasn’t allowed to join!

He had wanted to bathe with them—not out of lust, but because he hated waste. But Hong Ye was adamant that no outsiders were allowed. He had at least helped pour the wine earlier. If she weren’t his childhood friend, he probably would’ve tossed her out in frustration.

Helplessly, Shen Wuxiao went to drink tea alone.

To get from the bathhouse to the tea room, he had to walk quite a distance. He was still sulking. That pool was big—why couldn’t it fit one more person?

This was the first time Young Master Shen truly felt the world was being cruel to him.

He was crushed!

As he walked down the hallway, he saw a curvy figure approaching gracefully.

The woman walking toward him smiled subtly. It was the same woman who had secretly taken his photo earlier—Liu Qingqing’s so-called best friend, Chen Li.

She approached, raised her hand in greeting, and said, “Hey, I didn’t expect to see you here—”

SMACK!

Before she could finish, Shen Wuxiao slapped her across the face without even turning.

Chen Li was sent flying at an angle, crashing to the ground. Her lips split open, blood seeped out, and her head buzzed from the impact.

Shen Wuxiao didn’t even glance at her. He kept walking, shaking his hand in disgust.

“The hallway is so wide. Are you blind? You just had to walk right in front of me? If your eyes are useless, donate them!”

“Damn it! I got powder all over my hand from slapping her. What bad luck!”

Chen Li’s carefully styled hair was now a mess, but she got up and chased after him.

“Shen Wuxiao! How dare you pretend not to know me?” she yelled angrily.

When he was pursuing Liu Qingqing, she had always been there. And now, he was pretending they’d never met.

Hearing his name, Shen Wuxiao turned around. Chen Li was furious, her chest rising and falling with rage.

He recognized her instantly.

Ah… it’s this woman. I forgot to kill her.

In the past, she constantly made trouble for Liu Qingqing, and she had taken advantage of him too. It was a mistake not to deal with her back then. Even if he wasn’t the same Shen Wuxiao as before, he still bore the disgrace.

“Oh, it’s you,” Shen Wuxiao said with a cold smile. “Long time no see. Did someone in your family die? Are you here to mourn them?”

“???”

Chen Li froze in disbelief.

How could he be so vicious?

In the past, it had been easy to manipulate him with her and Liu Qingqing’s words.

“What nonsense are you spouting? I just returned from overseas. Don’t you understand?” she snapped.

Shen Wuxiao nodded. “Oh, I see. When others go abroad, they come back as successful returnees. But you? You just went overseas to make money in a different corner of the world. You’re nothing but an old turtle.”