Given Song Heng's vengeful nature, he would definitely not let the Jiang family and Jiang Rongrong off easily.

Her faking of calling the police to intimidate Song Heng was also out of kindness towards Jiang Rongrong.

The Jiang family needs Song Heng's help, and making things too tense will not do them any good.

As for Song Heng, evil people will be punished by evil people, and neither he nor the Song family will have a good ending.

Mingyao was so certain because she had seen news on TV in her previous life about the Song family's downfall due to collusion with evil forces.

Haidu hasn't seen any criminal gangs for many years, and given the Song family's egregious nature, the media has been reporting on them relentlessly, making it difficult for her to avoid knowing about them.

"You didn't call the police, so what was the emergency call you made just now?" Jiang Rongrong's pupils constricted, her face filled with disbelief.

She and Song Heng both heard Mingyao's conversation with the dispatcher, so how could it be fake?

Mingyao said "oh" and opened a video on her phone. The voice of the dispatcher who had just spoken to Mingyao came through again.

"I specifically found the video for Song Heng."

The videos are everywhere online; she specifically saved them when Song Heng bullied Jiang Rongrong, and they were very effective.

"You're really brave."

If Song Heng knew the truth, wouldn't he be furious?

Jiang Rongrong was in a much better mood, and her face looked more radiant.

Mingyao and she stood together and chatted for a long time until the driver caught up.

"Su Xueya, thank you for today." Jiang Rongrong stared at Ming Yao, slightly raising her chin, like a proud swan. "But don't even think that we'll become friends."

She said that, but her cheeks and the tips of her ears were burning red.

Mingyao couldn't help but chuckle, "I understand, see you next time."

Jiang Rongrong looked away, her face flushed, and muttered, "See you next time."

Mingyao exhaled a breath of stale air, realizing that a lot of time had been wasted, and she wondered if Pei Siyu had reached the Sky Garden yet.

"Please don't come while I'm not here."

Mingyao prayed silently in her heart.

Is Pei Siyu extremely paranoid? He distrusts her immensely. If he finds that she has been away from the Sky Garden for a long time, he will definitely question her and scold her.

Just as Mingyao was hurrying back, a waiter carrying a kettle walked towards her.

As the two passed each other, the waiter suddenly twisted his ankle and fell straight towards Mingyao.

Mingyao instinctively reached out to help, but as she supported the waitress's colleague, a sudden chill ran through her chest.

The waiter poured water from the kettle all over Mingyao's body. The wet shirt fabric clung to her skin, and the faint pink glimpse of her chest could be seen.

Luckily, it was a female waitress, otherwise it would have been awkward.

Mingyao blushed and clutched the surging in her chest. The waiter, regaining his senses, hurriedly apologized, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"My high heels didn't fit properly, so I accidentally fell."

Seeing the large water stain on Mingyao's chest, the waitress kept bowing and apologizing, "Miss, please wait in the 302 lounge for a moment, I'll go get the hairdryer right away."

The waitress looked guilty and her apology seemed sincere, but Mingyao waved her hand and said it was nothing.

The waitress then led Mingyao to room 302. After opening the door, she first picked up the spray bottle on the table and sprayed it into the air twice.

"What kind of air freshener is this? It smells really good."

Mingyao took a sniff; she really liked the scent.

It has a rich but not overpowering aroma, much like the scent of natural flowers, and it can also refresh the mind.

The waitress explained, "Woye's air freshener was specially blended by E Country perfume master Alan, and it's called Ye Lan Xiang. It's not sold outside. If you like it, I'll bring you a sample later."

"Thanks."

Shortly after the waiter left, he brought over samples of Ye Lanxiang and a hair dryer.

Mingyao took the hairdryer and started blowing it on her chest. She took out her phone and typed another message for Pei Siyu.

Have you arrived?

Realizing that Pei Siyu wouldn't reply, Mingyao withdrew the message and increased the wind to blow her clothes.

Mingyao felt her limbs were getting heavy, perhaps because she was tired.

She didn't pay much attention, concentrating on blowing the clothes, while at the same time, the door silently opened a crack.

The slamming sound of the door closing startled Mingyao awake. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Song Heng looking at her with a wicked smile.

A chill ran down her spine, and Mingyao jumped to her feet. "What?! It's you?!"

"Couldn't it be me?"

Song Heng raised his chin, looking at Ming Yao with a mocking expression, pressing closer, "You lied to me so badly!"

"Trying to make fun of me? Tsk tsk, you're the first one."

Song Heng narrowed his eyes, smiled maliciously, and his eyes flashed with a blue light.

He scanned Mingyao up and down with an extremely aggressive gaze.

Mingyao's unease grew stronger. She clenched her fists and pretended to be calm, saying, "Young Master Song, I still have your video. Aren't you afraid I'll expose it?!"

Song Heng shrugged indifferently, his smile widening. "If I were afraid, I wouldn't be surnamed Song."

He licked his lips, his wolf-like gaze lingering on Mingyao's face and chest. "I can't believe Jiang Rongrong has such a gem among her friends."

"You ruined my plans today, so you'll let me have some fun instead of Jiang Rongrong!"

Mingyao wanted to run, but her legs were weak and she couldn't take a step.

A terrifying thought popped into Mingyao's mind.

Was she also drugged by Song Heng?

Before Mingyao could figure it out, her wrist tightened suddenly.

"Young Master Song, you're breaking the law if you dare to touch me."

Mingyao stared at Song Heng with bloodshot eyes, her voice trembling with fear as she uttered each word.

She tried to twist her wrist, but found that she couldn't exert any force at all, let alone break free of the restraints.

Song Heng's Adam's apple bobbed twice, and his gaze became even more intense as he stared at her.

"She's such a vixen."

Mingyao's face was porcelain white, and her pair of watery almond-shaped eyes were filled with fear and panic, making her look just like a fragile porcelain doll.

Such a delicate and fragile beauty, her screams must sound as beautiful as a symphony.

Unable to suppress his lust any longer, Song Heng grabbed Ming Yao's face and forced her to look up at him. "Aren't you scared?"

"Call it now!"

"Let me hear your screams." His lips twitched twice, and he smiled wickedly. "If they sound good, maybe I'll let you go if I feel like it."

Mingyao bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to make a sound.

Song Heng is such a pervert! He even has sadistic tendencies!

Seeing that Mingyao was only shedding tears and had no other reaction, Song Heng impatiently slapped her face away and grabbed her collar, "Say it now, I told you to!"

Mingyao turned her head away with red eyes, remaining silent.

Seeing this, Song Heng's lips twitched twice, and he said with a cold smile, "Fine, keep resisting, let's see how long you can resist!"

With a ripping sound, Mingyao frowned, a large area of ​​her chest exposed to the air.

She kept a straight face and bit her tongue hard, trying to stimulate her senses with the excruciating pain.

Song Heng forcefully and brutally ripped open Ming Yao's shirt, his gaze becoming even more greedy. "Tsk, I didn't expect you to be so well-endowed."

"Since you've come to me of your own accord, I won't stand on ceremony!"