Chen Xiaoru and Song Qingqing walked side by side towards the tailor shop. When they passed a deserted alley, Chen Xiaoru suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. Her vision went dark and she lost consciousness.

"What else can these guys do besides hitting with a club? They always use the same trick. Can't they try something new?" Chen Xiaoru cursed in her heart.

A burly man carried Chen Xiaoru on his shoulders and strode forward. Song Qingqing stood there, watching this scene, a look of worry flashing across her face. She opened her mouth and finally asked, "Where...where are you taking her?"

"Don't worry about it!" The big man said in a rough voice without even turning his head, "Miss Cheng is waiting for you!"

Song Qingqing wanted to step forward to stop it, but when she thought about how everyone's attention had been drawn to Chen Xiaoru since she came to the Song family, and how she seemed to have become invisible, the dissatisfaction and jealousy in her heart grew like weeds.

She gritted her teeth and finally stopped, watching the big man carrying Chen Xiaoru disappear at the end of the alley.

The big man carried Chen Xiaoru to a remote courtyard. In the courtyard, a wretched man had been waiting for a long time. He was rubbing his hands, his eyes shining, and he looked impatient.

"Quick! Put him on the bed!"

The man urged impatiently, his voice full of greed, "Cheng Rongrong said it was a beautiful young woman, let me take a look!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together and his saliva was almost flowing out.

It turned out that this man was the one Cheng Rongrong had hired to defile Chen Xiaoru. He was Li Zihao, the son of Mr. Li. He was extremely lustful, especially fond of young women. He had raped countless beautiful and decent women in the town. He also had a special liking for Cheng Rongrong and was considered her number one bootlicker.

The big man obediently put Chen Xiaoru on the bed and turned away.

"Get out of here now, don't ruin my fun!" Li Zihao pushed the big man impatiently, but his eyes never left Chen Xiaoru who was unconscious on the bed.

The big man staggered after being pushed by him, and retreated cursing, slamming the door shut.

Li Zihao rubbed his hands together and suddenly rushed to the bed. He stared at Chen Xiaoru's face, which was full of anger and joy. His breathing became heavy, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed his saliva.

This little woman is a hundred times more beautiful than any woman he has played with before. Her skin and figure make her look like a seductive enchantress!

Chen Xiaoru opened her eyes the moment he pounced on her, and immediately gave him a kick that could have killed him off. The kick was fast and fierce, hitting the vital point.

Li Zihao was caught off guard and let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. He covered his crotch with his hands and curled up on the ground like a boiled shrimp, feeling excruciating pain.

"You...you are quite hot, girl...I...I like it..." Li Zihao was sweating profusely and his face was distorted in pain, but he did not forget to tease Chen Xiaoru.

"I like you big-headed ghost!"

Chen Xiaoru spat and cursed in her heart, "Today I will let you know why the flowers are so red!"

She quickly jumped off the bed. She would not give him a chance to breathe. She swung the chair and smashed it at Li Zihao, cursing as she did so:

"I've been taught you to be lustful! I've been taught you to bully women! I've been taught you to get knocked unconscious. Today, I'm going to enforce justice on the side of heaven and teach you a lesson!"

Li Zihao was hit so hard that he ran away with his head in his hands, wailing non-stop. Where was the arrogance he had just shown? He dodged and begged for mercy: "Auntie... I was wrong... I won't do it again... Spare my life..."

Chen Xiaoru remained unmoved and continued swinging the chair until it was smashed into pieces, then she stopped panting.

She looked at Li Zihao lying on the ground, dying, and stepped on his chest with one foot. She snorted coldly, "Tell me, who sent you here? If you dare to play tricks again, I'll cripple your other two legs!"

Li Zihao's features were distorted with pain. He covered his crotch, his voice trembling like a sieve:

"Auntie, how dare I lie to you! It was...it was Cheng Rongrong! It was that bitch Cheng Rongrong who made me do this!"

He betrayed Cheng Rongrong without hesitation. At this moment, he only wanted to save his own life and didn't care about love.

Chen Xiaoru looked down at him with a sneer on her lips. She raised her foot and stepped hard on his wound. Seeing his face pale with pain, she slowly said, "Idiot, don't believe everything anyone says. You'll suffer."

"Yes, yes, you are right, auntie. Next time... I will never dare to do it again..." Li Zihao gasped in pain, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He endured the severe pain and nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Chen Xiaoru retract her foot in satisfaction and clapped her hands, as if she had been stained with something dirty. She looked around, frowned in disgust, and then ordered in a domineering tone: "Send someone to bring some food over, I'm hungry."

"Okay, okay, I'll ask someone to buy it right away..."

Li Zihao, as if granted amnesty, crawled to his feet and limped out, secretly swearing in his heart, "Cheng Rongrong, just wait for me. I've suffered such a huge loss today, I'm going to get it back on you!"

Li Zihao limped out of the door like a defeated rooster, no longer having the arrogance he had when he came.

Chen Xiaoru was the only one left in the room. She breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said with lingering fear: "System, it's a good thing you woke me up in time, otherwise I would have really capsized in the ditch this time!"

"No, no, what are the host's plans next?" The system's voice sounded in the mind, with a hint of seeking credit.

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