The military forces dragged An Jiaying.
"I will not give up! Just you wait, you bitch! I'll get out and ruin your pathetic life!"
"Shut her up." Tang He Jiu commands with a wave of his hand.
His men immediately complied, having been annoyed by her constant screeching and struggling.
An Jiaying's body limped, her eyes rolling back. One of the men pressed a nerve that made her lose consciousness.
Turmoils in the room slowly faded. The group of frightening burly men in military uniforms left the glamorous ballroom, carrying with them the unconscious body of the evil woman.
The small press that were invited in the party furiously wrote down everything that happened.
Unfortunately, their cameras and voice recorders were confiscated. Being invited was honor enough so they obliged to the agreement without fuss.
But later after the party, they would be elated to see someone giving them the whole video of tonight's earth-shattering affairs.