Teacher Cang shared a diamond ring on Weibo, indicating her engagement. After her extensive experiences with various men, she had finally met her destined Mr. Right who didn't regard her past against her. However, other actresses aren't as fortunate.

A few days ago, one of my best friends, to earn an extra six thousand yuan, died on the scene of a movie. Her expressions of agony were unbearable. She was quite literally killed by a donkey.

That donkey, it was particularly horrifying, bigger than an electric baton. Her stomach was pounded to mush, and the floor was drenched in blood. Things too gruesome to mention were scattered about. By the time the ambulance arrived, she had already breathed her last.

Like her, I am also an actress. For three years I’ve been in this industry, starred in many films, and often pushed my limits. Sometimes, to cater to the scenes, we lower ourselves to less than even animals, continuing even when we bleed. Shooting often lacks the necessary safety measures, many actresses are cross-contaminated with various diseases. Too afraid to seek treatment in hospitals, many can only wait for death at home.

Later, I learned of the mysterious circumstances surrounding my friend's death. The donkey used in her shooting had been drugged, causing it to lose control and mortally wound her. I suspect her death was orchestrated by the movie’s producer, Qi.

Qi Ge, as he is known, is a renowned producer in the industry. He comes from a substantial background, ranging from the Golden Triangle smuggling business to domestic affairs. Though brash, Qi Ge is quite lustful. If an actress holds any appeal, he’s been with her, myself included.

My first time with Qi Ge concluded in half an hour of aggressive activities in a car. I was so drained, and yet, he remained virile. He was completely infatuated—he didn't miss an inch of my skin. This unique experience was very bizarre for me.

Once done, I was feeble with exhaustion. I couldn’t move and the driver carried me back home. I couldn't leave bed for two days, I was in severe pain all over. That’s when I really understood how powerful Qi Ge was.

Qi Ge loved playing with women, but he hated competition amongst his women.

Unfortunately, my friend developed feelings for Qi Ge and couldn't stand other women around him. This annoyed Qi Ge’s favorite actress. Out of annoyance, he chose such a brutal way to get rid of her.

Since then, I promised myself never to develop feelings for Qi Ge, regardless of what happens.

Our relationship is simply a transaction of power and sex. He enjoys my body, and I use him to make more money.

A call-girl taught me a method to please a man—it involves having an implant fitted with steel balls. The result makes me extremely exotic to him, the steel balls create a sensation he couldn’t resist.

That’s the reason Qi Ge enjoyed being with me—he said I was uniquely tight and that something inside hooked him, not letting him pull away. After he was done, he still longed for more.

Using this method, I managed to gain Qi Ge's favor, which landed me many movie roles.

However, I never expected that being prominent would bring troubles, and that someone actually planned to take revenge on me.

That night, it was quite cold. After taking a shower and getting ready to sleep, I received an unfamiliar phone call, saying that Brother Qi wanted me to go to the nightclub in the southern part of the city.

By the time I arrived at the entrance of the nightclub, something felt off.

Because I was familiar with Brother Qi's personal bodyguards, and they never changed personnel, the three of them stood in a row, they pushed me in without saying a word.

A room full of strange men, each holding a toy. And one of them was especially sinister, a metallic spindle-like device, with the sharpness of iron flowers, and it was electronic, capable of reducing the most sensitive area to shreds upon insertion.

I had a hunch, saying that I was going to be in big trouble tonight, the situation seemed to be setting me up for disaster.

Before I could even react, seven or eight men approached, after immobilising me, a wave of pain washed over me.

One of the men, big and burly, cursed loudly, "Damn, I was wondering why Brother Qi seemed so spellbound, it turns out this thing really does the trick."

Brother Qi was extremely possessive, regardless of my past, once with him, I had to be pure, I was afraid they had lustful intentions and wanted to have their way with me.

I said, "I have a sexually transmitted disease, newly contracted syphilis."

If they were able to kidnap me, they definitely know what I do. Porn stars are exposed to so many risks, contracting diseases is very common.

One of the men slapped me with pliers, "You? I'm repulsed by the thought! I just want to teach you some manners."

Suddenly, there came a tearing pain, real pain to the point that tears started falling. Something like an iron hook had dug into my flesh, violently pulling downwards.

Blood splattered all over the floor. I begged loudly, begging them not to touch me.

The ring inside me, it wasn't just casually put on, but rather was implanted via surgery, otherwise, it would fall off easily. Once it fell off, it would damage crucial areas, making it impossible to reproduce in the future.

Cold sweat broke out all over my body when I suddenly heard a chaotic noise from outside the private room.

In a few seconds, an earth-shattering sound smashed the glasses on the red carpet.

Soon, I smelt a strong smell of something burning. Under the powerful impact, the cotton fillings in the sofa were knocked out. The man just now was lying motionless on the floor, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Against the white wall were burnt marks, a messy scene and a strong smell of blood.

I heard someone, off in a corner, shout out, "Xie Wendong".

I finally saw the man with the gun in his hand. He was tall and slim, wearing a navy blue trench coat. His slender phoenix eyes were half-closed, radiating intelligence. There was a curve on his lower jaw, his aura very gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.

The recent situation in Shanghai Bund was not so peaceful. There was a shortage of smuggling goods. One area had over a dozen locations that all needed stock replenishing. Brother Qi made three trips to the Golden Triangle in a single month, having a very unpleasant disagreement with Xie Wendong over diamonds.

Xie Wendong was the boss of the Hongmen gang, involving in gambling, drugs, and all kinds of illegal activities. A few years ago, he had a disagreement with Brother Qi, reportedly over a construction dispute, and several of Xie Wendong's brothers ended up severely injured.

They've been competing openly and secretly for several years, and no one has come out on top.

Brother Qi's real name is Mo Shaohui, the most influential figure in the Southwest Province. His father is a prestigious, powerful individual who detests the style of the Hongmen gang and has attempted but failed to supplant their operations. Hongmen is now even more prosperous than a few years ago.

People know a man by his reputation, and nobody's unclear about who Xie Wendong is.

Just look at the guy who was so tough toward me just now. As soon as he saw the gun in Xie Wendong's hand, he immediately crumbled. "Brother Dong, the goods from the Golden Triangle weren't tampered with by us, but intercepted by Mo Shaohui and some customs officials."

The man nervously pointed at me, "She is Mo Shaohui's girl, named Tong Min, she definitely knows everything."

Unexpectedly, the man threw me, the troublesome ball of problems, under the bus.

I watched as Xie Wendong step by step approached me from the darkness, carrying an intense deathly tension.

A gun was then pointed right at my forehead...