Shen Tang's overly compliant attitude initially made Knife Scar Face Man hesitate, even suspecting that there might be some conspiracy at play.
In the end, the desire for money prevailed.
After all, finding someone as attractive as Shen Tang was like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Shen Tang and the other girls had their eyes blindfolded.
They had no idea how long the car ride lasted, but it finally came to a stop.
The two of them were pushed out of the car and locked inside an abandoned warehouse.
Apart from the two of them, there were over ten other beautiful girls, but they all had a vacant look in their eyes and appeared extremely exhausted.
Fortunately, most of them didn't seem to be injured, except for one girl who seemed to be in a serious condition.
She was in a disheveled state, with torn clothes and a ripped mouth, clearly having gone through something terrible.
If it weren't for the slight movement of her chest, one might believe she was dead.
Shen Tang whispered, "How long have you all been here?"
No one answered.
Shen Tang asked again, "Do you know who these people are?"
Still, no one answered.
Suddenly, a girl looked up and said, "Don't bother. There's no way to escape. That's our fate."
She glanced at the girl who was barely alive, her expression filled with despair.
"Well, that's not necessarily true," Shen Tang muttered under her breath.
Their phones had been confiscated, cutting off their contact with the outside world.
But Shen Tang wasn't too panicked. She touched her ring, a high-tech device newly developed by the Gu Corporation, which had a built-in tracker.
Shen Tang didn't understand its workings, but she believed in Gu Huaian.
Ironically, he had given it to her last night, and today it was already proving its worth.
She just wondered when he would realize she was missing.
The warehouse was large, with only a small window that had been boarded up.
Sunlight seeped through the cracks, casting beams of light where countless specks of dust danced.
Outside the door, there was a clamor of voices, indicating that those people were drinking and chatting.
As the sky grew darker, Shen Tang's confidence started to waver. Could it be that Gu Huaian hadn't noticed her disappearance?
If that were the case, it would be disastrous!
But there's always something worse than the worst.
Soon, the door was opened from the outside, and Knife Scar Face Man walked straight towards Shen Tang.
Shen Tang nervously stepped back. "Brother, what brings you here so late?"
Knife Scar Face Man let out a drunken belch. "You... you're a celebrity. Come and perform a... a show."
Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief, barely noticeable. "Sure, what would you like to see? I can sing and dance."
"Start with a... a song."
Shen Tang was dragged outside, only to realize that there were over a dozen men, all looking menacing and possibly involved in criminal activities.
Shen Tang felt a shiver down her spine. "Hello, everyone. What song would you like to hear?"
"Anything."
"Hey, isn't that that famous star? I heard she's had dozens of boyfriends."
As soon as these words were spoken, Shen Tang noticed that many people's gazes shifted towards her.
She felt a cold sweat trickling down her back and hurriedly explained, "No, not at all. It's all just the company's publicity. They don't allow us to date."
"Really?"
"Of course, it's true," Shen Tang sighed. "To be honest, I've never even touched a guy's hand in all my life."
As soon as she finished speaking, someone reached out and touched her hand, their rough touch feeling like sandpaper.
"Now you've been touched," the person said.
Shen Tang: "..."
Do I even have to thank you?!
But as soon as she said that, the gazes of those people became less intense.
Shen Tang felt a little scared. If it weren't for her quick thinking earlier, her fate might not have been any better than that other girl's.
Shen Tang took a deep breath and began to sing a performance.
After a while, the men covered their ears in agony.
Shen Tang immersed herself in her singing, oblivious to the outside world, until a bottle was smashed, snapping her back to reality.
"Shut the hell up!"
"So damn awful, my ears are ruined!"
"This is a female celebrity? Damn, so terrible."
Shen Tang: "..."
"Was my singing really that bad?"
"Yes! Shut the hell up!"
Shen Tang pouted, feeling a bit aggrieved.
"Maybe it's because there's no accompanying music. Otherwise, I can dance for you guys."
In her previous life, she was a square dance leader and even participated in square dance competitions with the aunties, winning championships.
This was something she could boast about.
"Which one of you guys can play some music?"
She cleverly didn't ask to borrow a phone.
Although she wouldn't be able to borrow one, it showed her obedient and cooperative attitude.
An older bald-headed man played a song called "Drunken Butterfly," and Shen Tang danced to the music, starting her square dance performance.
Except for that bald-headed man, the expressions of the others were difficult to describe.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Shen Tang was a bit confused. "What's wrong?"
"Don't you know those girl group dances?"
Shen Tang awkwardly smiled. "Sorry, I haven't learned them."
"What about street dance or Chinese dance?"
Shen Tang shook her head in embarrassment. "I can't do those either. Those who know me should know that I was an orphan before, and I didn't know anything. My debut relied solely on my looks."
The youngest man in the crowd nodded, "That's right, just a vase with a pretty face."
The others were also shocked. It was their first time being in such close contact with a celebrity, and they didn't expect her to be different from their imaginations. How could she not know anything?
Shen Tang felt a little nervous, silently praying that these people hadn't seen her variety shows and didn't know about her strength.
But since they hadn't found out until now, they probably hadn't seen them.
Knife Scar Face Man impatiently rubbed his face, "What the hell are you good at then?"
"Can I cook?" Shen Tang noticed that all these people were eating takeout skewers and beer, and there were many empty instant noodle cups in the corner. It seemed like no one knew how to cook.
Sure enough, as soon as she said it, everyone looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
"Let's talk about that later."
And then Shen Tang was locked up again.
Two girls looked over with disdain and contempt in their eyes, clearly looking down on her for what she had just done.
But when you're under someone else's roof, you have to lower your head. Now, confronting them head-on would be the most foolish thing to do.
Shen Tang didn't explain.
The night grew darker, and the sounds outside gradually faded, replaced by the intermittent sound of snoring.
The door was opened once again, and a disheveled figure with a strong smell of alcohol sneaked in quietly.
Shen Tang felt that this was her chance.
