After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage-Chapter 185 - Whoever Doesnt Call the Police is a
Chapter 185: Chapter 185: Whoever Doesn’t Call the Police is a Wimp
Chapter 185: Chapter 185: Whoever Doesn’t Call the Police is a Wimp
Ning Yichu dragged her weary body and hurriedly fled from the hotel.
On the phone’s video, it clearly showed how she and Li Lingyang had been in the corner…
She never expected that her original plan to catch a cheater would inadvertently become a free meal for Li Lingyang!
Meanwhile, Fan Yuke was still trapped at the site of the car crash.
She had begun driving when the light was green, only for it to, unexpectedly, turn red the next second—and a Ferrari was coming.
She couldn’t brake in time and narrowly swerved to avoid it, but still scraped the paint off the Ferrari.
Fan Yuke gasped in shock and then saw a man in a black suit emerge from the Ferrari, wearing large dark sunglasses at this late hour and swinging a black and gold chain. He pointed at the scratched paint and snapped, “Damn, are you blind? Look what you’ve done to my car!”
Fan Yuke hadn’t expected the light to change so suddenly, and as she struggled with the dizziness from the sheer inertia, she tried her best to blink her watery, big eyes and looked pitifully at the man, “Big brother, I’m really sorry; it wasn’t intentional. It’s just that I have something urgent, and I accidentally drove a bit too fast…”
Fan Yuke was very pretty, with a baby face paired with a devilish figure, especially her soft, delicate voice, which caused a ripple in the man’s eyes.
But then his face turned cold again, and he said fiercely, “I don’t care about your reasons; you damaged my car like this; you have to pay up, right?”
Fan Yuke replied amiably, “I didn’t say I wouldn’t pay. Just name your price.”
“As you are a young lady, out here in the middle of the night, let’s just settle for a mere one million,” the man said pompously.
“One million?” Fan Yuke’s cheeks puffed out in disbelief, “Are you extorting me? Just for a little bit of paint, and you’re demanding one million?”
“This car can’t be repaired in the country; it has to be sent abroad for repairs. One million is actually quite reasonable. Hurry up and pay! Otherwise, I’m calling the police!” The man said while continuously eyeing Fan Yuke’s tantalizing figure, opening with a high price but with the intention of luring the woman to his bed if the price negotiation fell through.
Seeing her driving such a beat-up Polo, he thought it was quite likely she would agree to pay the debt in… other ways.
The man began to smirk sleazily.
Fan Yuke, often mingling in the entertainment circle, had some understanding of these things; just a few scratches on the paint, why should that cost so much?
As both parties were at a deadlock, Ning Yichu arrived at that moment.
Seeing the standoff, she quickly inquired about the specific situation.
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Fan Yuke, fuming, briefly explained the matter. Luckily, she was too emotionally agitated to notice Ning Yichu’s unease.
Ning Yichu looked coldly at the arrogant man, “One million? You might as well go rob a bank!”
Different from Fan Yuke’s gentle manner, especially since Ning Yichu had just suffered frustration from Li Lingyang, her face was chillingly cold and she carried an air of sheer menace, causing the man to feel a twinge of unease.
“Oh, a friend joined, and now you feel bold, huh? What, you trying to force me to call the cops? I have connections with the police! In the end, you’ll still have to pay, and if you can’t, you’ll go to jail!” the man cursed viciously.
Ning Yichu was not the least bit polite, her cold eyes slightly lifting as she spoke, “Then call the police now, whoever doesn’t call is a bastard.”
“Fine, you’ve got guts, just you wait…” The man shouted as he prepared to call the police.
Fan YuKe tugged at Ning Yichu’s clothes, lowering her voice slightly, “Chu Chu, this is indeed my fault. If we call the police and it blows up, and if it hits the trending search, both of us—one a celebrity and the other the center of gossip—how would it benefit us? Maybe we should just settle this amicably…”
The night breeze was gentle, and although their voices were low, the surrounding was very quiet. The man heard them clearly, and his eyes suddenly brightened.
“I remember now, aren’t you that famous author Ning Chu who’s been all over the trending searches these past days?”
“And you, you’re that little starlet, Fan… what’s YuKe! I still have your R-rated movie saved, damn, so it was you! I knew you looked familiar…”
Fan YuKe’s face turned red with anger, “Your mother’s R-rated movie, your whole family’s R-rated movie…”
“What about that ‘120 Days of Scream’? Getting naked like that, how is it any different from an R-rated movie?”
Fan YuKe, hands on hips, was fuming. Before that movie started filming, she didn’t even know about that explicit scene. After the director told her, she flatly refused to shoot it, preferring to break her contract rather than expose herself. In the end, the director found her a 36D body double, and everyone in the industry knew she wasn’t an exposure star!
As the man spoke, he reached out to grope Fan YuKe’s face with harassment intentions, “It’s okay if you don’t want to pay me so much money. Just sleep with me for one night, and I’ll give you a fifty percent discount, how about that?”
“Fuck off! Do you think I’m an idiot? I’ll give you at most two hundred thousand! Take it or leave it! And take a look at yourself, you think I’d sleep with you?”
“Fuck! You’ve all been played out, yet still pretending to be so high and mighty?”
Listening to the man’s extremely insulting words and especially his lecherous demeanor—as if she were naked under his leering gaze—enraged her!
Fan YuKe couldn’t take it anymore. She lunged forward and slapped him hard across the face, “Jerk, I am high-class, and I wouldn’t sell myself to you even if I were to sell!”
The man took the slap, his face turning to the side. Coming to his senses, he kicked his leg out toward Fan YuKe.
Like a rabbit, Fan YuKe dodged to the side, “Chu Chu, call the police, call the police! I’m going to sue him for extortion! He thinks today can end well, but I’m not ready to let it go!”
The scene grew more chaotic. Ning Yichu took out her phone to call the police again, but just as the man saw Fan YuKe escape, he launched another kick toward Ning Yichu…
Ning Yichu wanted to dodge, but Li Lingyang had drained her strength so much that she felt as if her feet were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and she barely managed to move aside a bit.
Just as the kick was about to hit, Fan YuKe yelled out for her to move away and, with a swoosh, lunged to push Ning Yichu out of the way. She herself was kicked to the ground, scraping her arm and blood seeping out, bright crimson.
She got up quickly, touching her face in panic; thankfully, her face was unscathed. That face of hers was worth a lot, it couldn’t be ruined.
Seeing what happened, Ning Yichu broke out into a cold sweat and helped Fan YuKe up, her cold eyes staring menacingly at the man.
The man’s heart tightened, and just then another Ferrari passed by the intersection. The rear car window rolled down, revealing Mu Bailang’s wickedly handsome face, “Xiao Chuchu? Such a coincidence, what happened?”
Seeing Mu Bailang, Ning Yichu felt a bit flustered, but then she remembered he probably didn’t know that she had gone to find Li Lingyang, so she gradually calmed down.
“Young Master Mu? Oh, you’re just in time. Please help us witness this, this thug is trying to extort us…” Fan YuKe wanted the support of another man, and quickly rushed over to grab Mu Bailang.
