The girl furrowed her brows and turned around hastily. He was taller than her, evidently in his early fifties. One could tell he was a regular. Drunk. Bully. Typical broker. Something like that. Few men were standing behind him, surrounding her at the same time. His partners, she thought. The girl sighed. It wasn't going to be easy dealing with them, provided how drunk she was.

"I don't want anything to do with you, Mr.", the girl stared at the man, removing his hand from her waist, "Leave."

She knew he wouldn't. She could read him. His wicked, crooked smile gave that away.

The man wasn't 'supposed' to stop. That was the deal. Most importantly, the fragile weak powerless girl in front of him was much too alluring to just let go. So instead of stepping back, he pushed the girl against the bar counter and started grinding her body with his. Softly, at first. Vigorously, later.

But this was Rong Xinghe he was dealing with. Even when down with two gallons of whiskey, the girl possessed an immensely horrifying amount of strength. Before he could register the changes in their positions, he felt a sharp pain surge through the junction of his thighs. The old guy's eyes snapped wide open, as his mouth locked into a silent scream. He winced in pain and lost his balance, falling down to the ground like a house of cards. The short disturbance and the unconscious man successfully captured the attention of every individual present there, bringing the music to halt, yet again.

Rong Xinghe's gaze swept over every face in the crowd before they finally stopped at Huang Biu and her 'mates'. The girl tilted her head slightly and smiled. It was a careless smile. A pitiful one. Huang Biu could hear her laugh, as if she was saying, 'Aw. You failed at this one too. How pathetic!'

The girl then shook her head and turned back again, insisting on getting her drink. But how could the other men surrounding her resist her temptation? It wasn't just Huang Biu who was paying them. The thrill of humiliating someone as fierce as Rong Xinghe was not something they came across every day. So what if she was a trained soldier? They would be more cautious than the stupid old man. It was as easy as that.

Unfortunately, their hands never reached the girl. In a matter of seconds, their bodies were hit the wooden floor, as some built men pinned them to the ground. Two men walked up to the girl with hurried footsteps and stood behind her, protectively.

"Oh my god! Isn't that-"

"President Lu and President Zhi!"

"Fuck! They are actually here. Among us mortal creatures!"

"Hey! Keep your tone down. They both seem to be infuriated."

"Why won't they be? Isn't Military Chief their sister? Someone actually dared to harm her."

"Oh. This is going to be interesting."

As a wave of murmurs spread through the group of those high-class people, the two men looked at the girl slowly downing her glass of liquor. What a mess! Zhi Xi turned around, his dark overbearing expression silencing the audience, before he commanded his security in-charge, "Keep punching them until every bone in their damned body breaks. And do not stop unless I tell you to do so."

On the other hand, Lu Wei pulled out his phone and dialed Su Rogguang's phone number. Three rings later, the man picked up the call, "Heading towards a surgery. Make it quick."

"Is it safe for Xinghe to drink?", Lu Wei asked.

"You mean alcohol?"

"No. Juice.", the man rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. It's fine. It has almost been a week since the migraine stroke.", the man laughed, "Her body is recovering fast. She can have alcohol, as long as she's been taking her medicines." She was taking her medicines. Lu Wei was making sure of that personally. So there was nothing threatening her health then; relieving his heart and mind both.

"Alright. Bye. Best wishes for the surgery."

Lu Wei turned to look at the worried man beside him assuringly, seconds after disconnecting the call, "She will be fine, Xi."

"Hey! You guys 'ere?", Rong Xinghe laughed as she listened to the familiar voices behind her.

"Yes.", Lu Wei sighed, pulling the girl in his warm and safe embrace, "We are sorry. We were late. That guy wasn't supposed to touch you in the first place."

"It'shh okaaay.", the girl peeped up from his arms, "I fight."

"She is high.", Zhi Xi shook his head, "Let's just get her seated somewhere. We have an entire night to play with these douchebags."

"You are right.", the man nodded, helping the girl to adjust into a leather armchair beside him.

Next, Zhi Xi passed her a glass of green apple drink then, cupping her face softly, "No more alcohol. Okay? Mocktails only."

"Got it, Bosss", the girl nodded obediently.

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As she looked at the scene unfolding in front of her, Huang Biu could feel a chill run down her spine. "You said that Lu and Zhi family were least concerned about the Rong twins. Then what the hell is this?", she whispered to Zhao Chenhua worriedly.

"I don't know. This doesn't make any sense.", the woman whispered back, fidgeting with the glass in her hand. How could sworn siblings share a strong bond like that? This was surreal. Impossible, in fact.

"You have been making assumptions all this time? Are you kidding me?", Huang Biu gritted her teeth. If Lu Wei and Zhi Xi were to ever know that she was the one who had bribed those men to defile their sister, she would be dead meat. No matter how influential the Huang family was, they were nothing compared to the Zhis and Lus combined. Not even the Xi family could combat that.

The two men ensured that their sister was comfortable before they finally decided to deal with the men who had just tried to attack the girl. Zhi Xi strode towards one of the men lying upon the ground and bent down, pushing his fingers into the man's hair, pulling them ruthlessly. "How dare you even think of touching her?", he roared, making sure everyone present there heard him.

The man screamed, and cried, and whimpered in pain. But Zhi Xi had never been a mirthful person. Rong Xinghe and Rong Xiao were off-limits. For every living person across the world. Everyone. Hadn't the Superfamily been clear enough about that? With the exhausting professions, the two girls were in, some psychotic socialite dramas were the last thing they wanted for them. And yet, they'd stepped over their bottom line tonight. How brave!