Where was her rightful place?

When Xia Ziyu was being dragged away, she thought Du Chengrong would send her back to the mainland, expose her identity, and make her serve prison time!

Later, she discovered her understanding of Du Chengrong was truly superficial.

Du Chengrong didn’t send her back to the mainland or expose her false identity.

Instead, he sent her to a place where no one would care about her identity, a place teeming with fugitives.

Underground factories.

Brothels of all sizes.

Gambling dens.

The source of over 90% of Hong Kong’s drug supply.

The place Xia Ziyu had previously escaped from after accepting plastic surgery and setting aside her dignity to learn certain skills from a courtesan – Hong Kong’s largest slum, the Kowloon Walled City!

“Master Du, I was wrong, I truly know my mistake now. I’ll be obedient from now on-“

Xia Ziyu screamed.

The filthy residents of the Walled City looked at her as if she were naked.

She was the Du family’s Fifth Mistress, not some illegal immigrant anymore.

Any single piece of clothing she wore was worth more than these lowly residents could imagine. She couldn’t stay in this place – these wretches would strip her of everything!

But no matter how she swore and pleaded, Du Chengrong’s men remained deaf to her cries.

Master Du had ordered Fifth Mistress to be thrown into the Kowloon Walled City, and she would never leave.

Even if she succumbed to torment and died within its walls, her ashes would only be scattered in the Walled City’s sewers. Perhaps only then would some part of her remains leave the Walled City, carried away by the sewage water.

Xia Ziyu was thrown into the Kowloon Walled City.

Du Chengrong believed this was the only place she deserved.

It would have been easy for him to kill Xia Ziyu, but why should he let her escape so easily?

After Du Chengrong’s men left, Xia Ziyu was quickly stripped of everything.

In the Walled City, even an ordinary woman struggled to survive, let alone a woman dressed in finery. Her jewelry, her clothes, and even her entire person became targets of others’ greed.

This woman kept spouting nonsense, screaming that she was the Du family’s Fifth Mistress.

The Du family’s Fifth Mistress would never come to the Kowloon Walled City.

Once in the Walled City, even Master Du’s first wife wouldn’t dare show her face outside again.

Xia Ziyu’s second entry into the Kowloon Walled City was worse than her first.

The first time, Du Zhaohui had sent her in, and though he made her suffer, she still had some use and was given protection.

This time… there was no rough fellow like Xigu to give her a dagger for protection.

When others hurt her, they paid no attention to her words, nor did they care that she was with child-

Xia Ziyu lay naked and filthy in a dirty room.

Someone squatted down, examined her carefully, and after a while, let out a giggling laugh, poking her:

“It’s you… you’ve come back…”

It took Xia Ziyu a long while to focus her scattered gaze and recognize this person.

It was that courtesan.

Xigu’s lover.

The one who had taught her those skills!

The courtesan was still the same, except now her hands and face were covered with red sores, broken and oozing, looking quite horrifying.

It was a venereal disease!

Xia Ziyu screamed: “Don’t touch me! Get away!”

The courtesan withdrew her hand and sneered: “You think you’re any better than me, you cheap thing, you’ll never leave this place! My present is your future… no, you’ll have it worse than me, hahaha!”

The courtesan stood up, kicked Xia Ziyu twice forcefully, and left cursing.

Xia Ziyu hugged herself, curling into a ball.

“No, I will leave…”

“I’m a reborn soul, how dare a mere courtesan to mock me.”

“I’m a reborn soul, I know the future, I have a chance to turn things around!”

“Du Chengrong, Du Zhaohui… Xia Xiaolan… Liu Fen… hehehe…”

The Kowloon Walled City gained a beautiful woman.

Those who had sampled her shared their experiences, all saying the woman’s taste was not bad, delicate skin and flesh, yet quite resilient!

Just that she was mentally disturbed, always speaking nonsense, spoiling the mood!

Xia Xiaolan knew nothing about Xia Ziyu being sent to the Kowloon Walled City.

After all, once Du Chengrong awoke, Xia Ziyu couldn’t possibly have a good ending. If Xia Xiaolan knew of Xia Ziyu’s current situation, she would certainly frown, not out of saintly compassion for Xia Ziyu, but because she disapproved of treating women like commodities to be trampled and humiliated at will. This form of punishment was something Xia Xiaolan despised.

If someone committed a crime, they should go to prison.

But perhaps this punishment that Xia Xiaolan disapproved of, falling upon Xia Ziyu, was heaven’s will in some mysterious way.

Xia Ziyu liked to live depending on men.

The man she depended on sent her to the Kowloon Walled City, where she would have to “depend” on men for the rest of her life – that was truly Xia Ziyu’s karma.

Hong Kong.

Chengrong Group.

Du Zhaohui and Harold signed numerous documents.

Afterward, they stood and shook hands firmly:

“A pleasure doing business!”

Du Chengrong hadn’t stopped it; the acquisition was completed.

Harold took a black envelope with gold embossing from his assistant and handed it to Du Zhaohui:

“I believe Mr. Du deserves this. I hope Mr. Du will continue to support the club.”

A high-level VIP membership card!

Not Du Chengrong’s card.

This was Du Zhaohui’s own high-level VIP membership card!

When Du Chengrong was unconscious, Du Zhaohui briefly held power, though the future remained uncertain.

After Du Chengrong awoke, Du Zhaohui still managed the company.

Except for shares not yet given to Du Zhaohui, the Du family’s situation was quite clear.

Moreover, after Harold finished discussing the acquisition with Du Zhaohui, he formed his assessment of Du Zhaohui’s various capabilities. Even if Du Zhaohui didn’t inherit the Du family business in the future, with his current assets, Harold would still give him a high-level VIP membership invitation to the golf club!

Du Zhaohui was slightly stunned.

This lightweight item symbolized the change in his status and position.

Just think, a few months ago, he had needed Tang Yuanyue’s help just to enter.

Harold certainly wasn’t qualified to determine the hierarchy among Asian tycoons. The club’s hierarchy was actually created by the wealthy themselves – they preferred to associate with people of similar standing. The club’s distinction between high-level VIP, regular VIP, and ordinary membership simply catered to these wealthy people’s mindset.

Du Zhaohui accepted the envelope.

A few months ago, he had been quite indignant about a high-level VIP club membership invitation card.

Cursing that the old man had lost his mind, actually letting Xia Ziyu attend in his place.

Making him, the Du family’s young master, have to use Tang Yuanyue’s card to enter.

A few months later, the club’s owner personally handed him a high-level VIP membership invitation card… Du Zhaohui wasn’t too excited, wasn’t overwhelmed with honor, he was simply composed.

– This was what he deserved!

– After all, he was such a handsome guy, only the most impressive high-V card would suit him!

“I thought Miss Xia would be present at the signing ceremony,” Harold asked, seemingly casually.

Du Zhaohui reacted like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, nearly biting Harold:

“Why are you asking about her?”

Harold smiled, showing no unusual reaction: “Naturally to present Miss Xia with a club high-level VIP membership card. With her current worth, she certainly qualifies to upgrade to high-level VIP membership.”

Du Zhaohui’s previous pride instantly turned to dejection, feeling worse than if he had lost a hundred-million contract:

“Well, you’ll have to wait – she’s busy returning to the mainland to get married…”