I, the Ruthless Villain, Strangled My Fiancée at the Beginning and Left the Protagonists Terrified Chapter 84

Chen Li never expected Shen Wuxiao to speak so harshly.

She remembered how easily she and Liu Qingqing used to manipulate him. Just a short while ago, Liu Qingqing had even told her that Shen Wuxiao wanted to marry her. In fact, it was Chen Li who had advised Liu Qingqing, “Never let a man succeed too easily—he won’t cherish you if he does.” Liu Qingqing had someone else in her heart, and she fully agreed with that idea. She was determined to keep Shen Wuxiao hanging.

Chen Li had always seen herself as being on Liu Qingqing’s side. Now, her best friend’s fiancé dared to speak to her like that?

She sneered. “Shen Wuxiao, you’ve become quite good with words.”

“If Qingqing knew you humiliated me like this, what do you think would happen?”

Shen Wuxiao paused. She doesn’t even know Liu Qingqing is dead. Of course—if she did, she wouldn’t dare use her name so casually.

“You’re using Liu Qingqing to pressure me?” Shen Wuxiao smiled faintly.

Chen Li scoffed. “I’m just stating facts. If you don’t believe me, I’ll go find her right now.”

Shen Wuxiao stepped back with a hiss. “That’s not something you should say lightly. Do you really want to go find her?”

“I’ll definitely go find her, but not now. Let’s see how you behave first.”

Shen Wuxiao nodded quickly. “Sure, tell me what I need to do. If I do it well, you can go find her and say something nice for me.”

Chen Li felt a rush of satisfaction. Looking at the man she thought was trembling before her, she felt fully in control. It felt amazing.

She took out her phone and waved it. “I happened to snap a photo of you with another woman just now.”

“As a man, I understand—it’s hard to resist temptation when you have money. But you’re smart enough to know it’s better if I don’t send this photo to Qingqing, right?”

Shen Wuxiao almost laughed. This club trip wasn’t a waste—this was more fun than tea.

He acted nervous and asked, “So what do you want?”

Chen Li smiled with satisfaction. “I’ll tell you later. For now, come sit in our private room.”

“Sure, sure, let’s go!” Shen Wuxiao replied enthusiastically.

If he was going to kill her, doing it in a private room would be more convenient for cleanup. He couldn’t trouble the manager of Jiujiu Zhizun—bloodstains in the hallway would be bad for business and might ruin his wife’s mood.

Shen Wuxiao was a kind and thoughtful man, after all.

Chen Li led the way, and Shen Wuxiao followed. Soon, they entered a private room.

Inside were about ten people, men and women. Some were singing karaoke, while others drank and chatted noisily. As soon as Chen Li stepped in, she turned off the karaoke system. No one objected. Clearly, she held a high status among them.

“Ms. Chen, who’s the handsome guy?” a few female classmates asked excitedly.

Chen Li sat down beside a foreign man and replied with a smile, “Oh, he’s a friend of my bestie. I just happened to run into him and invited him to join us.”

She said that deliberately for Shen Wuxiao to hear. By calling him just a “friend,” it was a veiled threat—suggesting that with one word, she could demote him from Liu Qingqing’s fiancé to just another acquaintance.

The women in the room were already starry-eyed. This man was far too handsome! They wanted to flirt with him, date him, even…

Shen Wuxiao sat down casually and smiled. “Hello, everyone. Nice to meet you.”

“Hi, handsome!” The women responded, their voices full of enthusiasm.

He was refined, easy-going, with the polished air of a wealthy gentleman. It was obvious from his demeanor that he came from privilege.

The men in the room, on the other hand, didn’t look so pleased. Their thunder had clearly been stolen.

Chen Li curled her lip in disdain. These people were unimpressive, but she didn’t care. Her goal tonight was to put Shen Wuxiao in his place and make him more obedient in the future.

She pressed the service button, and soon a staff member entered.

“We’re a little tired from playing,” Chen Li said. “Bring us your Supreme Single Set Meal.”

“Yes, ma’am. That’s 990,000 yuan per set,” the waiter replied politely.

The others gasped. That price was insane. No one dared to order it on their own.

But Chen Li didn’t hesitate. “There are eleven of us. Bring eleven sets.”

“Right away!” The staff hurried out to make arrangements.

Originally, Chen Li had planned to force Shen Wuxiao to pay, to humiliate him. But she figured such small tricks were unnecessary and beneath her tonight.

She turned to explain, “This set meal is expensive mostly because of the wine. A bottle of high-end Mouton costs over 600,000 yuan.”

“The rest is mostly snacks. The caviar is made from top-grade albino sturgeon—it’s exquisite!”

Her classmates looked at her with admiration and envy.

“Thanks to Mr. Chen, we get to experience this luxury today!”

“Yeah, Mr. Chen is truly generous. We’re lucky to dine with you—please keep supporting us!”

The flattery filled the room, and Chen Li basked in it.

But Shen Wuxiao chuckled. “That stuff tastes like bubble gum. You clearly haven’t eaten real good food.”

Chen Li was immediately annoyed. How dare this bastard try to ruin her moment?

She’d never actually tasted albino sturgeon caviar before, but everyone always said it was amazing. Still, she couldn’t argue back. Shen Wuxiao clearly had the wealth and status to eat like this every day.

He estimated that Jiang Huaiyue and Hong Ye would need at least another half an hour to finish their red wine bath. So, he figured he might as well entertain himself here until it was time to go.

In just ten minutes, all eleven supreme set meals were delivered.

They looked simple—but were outrageously expensive. That was the whole idea.

Shen Wuxiao had zero interest in the caviar, golden abalone, foie gras, or any of the other flashy dishes. Honestly, even Jiang Huaiyue’s egg fried rice was more appealing.

The red wine wasn’t bad. The Mouton was decent. If it had been from the year ’45, it would’ve been worth over four million per bottle.

Even using the red wine for a foot soak would’ve felt luxurious. Still, the others began tasting it one by one.

Chen Li looked increasingly refined and elegant, eating while cuddling up to the foreign man. She put on the airs of someone noble and in control.

Shen Wuxiao, meanwhile, wasn’t interested in the food at all. He casually placed the wine bottle in front of him, scooped a spoonful of caviar into his mouth, and then began spitting it out one grain at a time.

Thump, thump, thump~

Each tiny caviar pearl shot out and struck the wine bottle with a soft pop. He was just passing the time. What puzzled him was that everyone kept staring at him, but no one said anything sarcastic.

No mocking, no sneering?

He sighed inwardly. That was a shame. Without any provocation, killing someone here would be awkward.

When he spit out the last piece, he added a little extra force. The grain hit like a bullet—smashing the wine bottle instantly!

Red wine splashed across the entire table in an instant.

Chen Li was furious. She opened her mouth to yell at him, but before she could say anything, Shen Wuxiao stood up.

“No more games. You guys eat—I’m heading home.”

Seeing him getting up so abruptly, Chen Li panicked and immediately hit the service call button.

She hadn’t expected him to leave so suddenly. Her plan was simple—after the meal, she’d make it seem like she had paid the bill herself. That way, she’d gain face in front of everyone, while sticking Shen Wuxiao with the cost behind the scenes.

But now that he was walking out, she had no choice—he had to pay before leaving, and her pride could wait.

The waiter quickly entered. “How can I assist you?”

“Pay the bill,” Chen Li said while signaling at Shen Wuxiao.

But Shen Wuxiao acted like he hadn’t heard her and kept walking.

Chen Li started to panic. This bill was over ten million yuan—there was no way she could afford it!

“Shen Wuxiao, what do you mean by this?”

“Huh?” Shen Wuxiao paused and turned around. “I’m going home. What’s the problem?”

“Shouldn’t you pay the bill first?” Chen Li asked, her voice laced with desperation.

Shen Wuxiao raised an eyebrow, confused. “You ordered it. Weren’t you the host? Why would I pay?”

“You…” Chen Li instantly realized—it was intentional. He had played her from the beginning.

She couldn’t keep up the act anymore. Ignoring her image, she rushed forward and grabbed his arm, hissing, “You’d better pay right now. Don’t even think about leaving otherwise.”

“I don’t have any money. I’m broke,” Shen Wuxiao replied, shaking his head as if stating a simple truth.

To Chen Li, it felt like she was punching air—helpless and frustrated.

Still, she didn’t let go. She clung to his arm and threatened, “If you keep playing games with me, I’ll tell Qingqing and have her dump you!”

Shen Wuxiao looked at her seriously. “I believe you. But I still don’t have any money.”

“You dare mess with me?” Chen Li couldn’t take it anymore and raised her hand to slap him.

But before her hand could fall, Shen Wuxiao caught her wrist.

He smiled coldly. “You could’ve just talked—why use violence? Now I must defend myself.”

And with that, he twisted.

Right before everyone’s eyes, the skin of Chen Li’s arm started to twist grotesquely. Her expression turned pale as a blood-curdling scream tore from her throat.

“Ahhh—!”

Then, with a violent yank, Shen Wuxiao tore half her arm clean off.

Hot blood sprayed across the room, forming a wide arc through the air.

In his hand, he still held the severed, twitching limb.