Zhou Shugen patted the woman's face with extreme insult, making a soft click of his tongue.

"Never mind, we're already here."

"She's a woman anyway."

Chaos reigned.

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…………

Yu Qiao hid in the bathroom, where the air conditioning was on full blast. She patted her flushed face, trying to stay awake.

A thin layer of glistening sweat glistened on her fair forehead as she sat on the toilet.

Yu Qiao swallowed hard, her pale fingers gripping her phone tightly.

She bit her lower lip tightly and dialed Jiang Fang's number.

My heart was pounding like a drum.

What if they still don't answer?

A cold look appeared in Yu Qiao's eyes. Just as she was thinking, the phone was answered.

The voice on the other end sounded very tired: "Qiaobao, just got off the plane, did you miss me?"

Yu Qiao frowned, about to speak, but a sob escaped her throat, her voice trailing off slightly.

Just hearing his voice made Yu Qiao tremble: "Jiang Fang..."

Jiang Fang, who was already a seasoned businessman, immediately sensed something was wrong: "Baby, you?"

“Hmm…” Yu Qiao shuddered, her voice trembling with tears: “Jiang Fang, I feel so bad.”

"Where are you?"

"Beep beep beep~"

Yu Qiao was stunned.

Looking at her phone, now completely dead from battery, her phoenix eyes shimmered with a hint of bewilderment, before being overwhelmed by a sense of grievance.

No, that won't do.

She absolutely cannot stay in the toilet any longer.

Otherwise, it will be discovered sooner or later.

She needs to book a room and soak in cold water for a few hours; maybe that will calm her down.

Yu Qiao pinched herself hard; the pain stimulated her nerves, which kept her awake for a moment.

Yu Qiao pushed open the door, went to the sink, and splashed her face with cold water. The icy water droplets fell down her fair cheeks.

With a jumble of chaotic thoughts and emotions, Yu Qiao exhaled and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her wispy hairs clung to her scalp, soaked with moisture, and her skin was delicate and fair, like white jade.

Only then did she lift her unsteady steps and walk outside, one heavy step at a time.

She walked to the elevator, pressed the button absentmindedly, and after a while, the elevator doors opened.

There were several tall men in suits inside. Yu Qiao felt intimidated and took a step back.

The men inside the elevator were amazed. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, one of them pressed the elevator button.

"Miss, are you alright? Please come in. Which floor do you want to go to? I'll press the button for you."

Yu Qiao's watery eyes paused for a moment, looking at the other person's malicious smile, she gently shook her head and did not reply.

One of the men with a buzz cut raised an eyebrow, glanced at her unusual expression, and immediately understood.

He simply stopped pretending, smiled, strode out of the elevator, and stood next to Yu Qiao.

Several men in the elevator chuckled softly in unison, exchanged a few suggestive glances, and then closed the elevator doors.

"Miss, you don't seem to be in a good state. I happen to have an empty room here. Why don't you come to my room to rest for a while? I can help you feel better."

Although it was a question, the man with the buzz cut had already reached out and pressed down on Yu Qiao's shoulder.

Yu Qiao gritted her teeth and pushed him away: "Get away!"

My boyfriend will be here soon.

"You have a boyfriend?"

A hint of regret flashed in the buzz-cut man's eyes, then he smiled and said, "That's alright."

"Anyway, he hasn't arrived yet, so it's too late to help him in the present."

The man with the buzz cut grabbed Yu Qiao and tried to get her into the elevator on another floor.

Yu Qiao had a bad feeling. Her heart was beating faster and faster, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead from the tension.

I never expected to encounter such a pervert in public.

Jiangfang...

Why aren't you here yet...?

Yu Qiao was extremely anxious, clenching her fists tightly.

With a beep, the elevator doors opened.

The man with the buzz cut tried to drag Yu Qiao towards the room, but Yu Qiao pinched him, cursed at him, and kicked him...

For the muscular, buzz-cut man, it was just a tickle, which actually made him happier.

"Don't be in such a hurry, save your energy, I'm just trying to help you~"

Yu Qiao flinched, and with a sudden burst of strength, she shook off his hand, shouting, "Get away! Don't touch me!"

The man with the buzz cut turned cold when he saw that she didn't know how to be appreciative.

"Do you know the Chen Group? I am Chen Shanhe, the president of the Chen Group! It's your good fortune to have been chosen by me."

"Don't be ungrateful!"

Yu Qiao remained silent, her vision growing increasingly blurry.

Yu Qiao struggled to get off the elevator, but was once again blocked by the man with the buzz cut.

The man with the buzz cut chuckled.

"Little kitty, don't blame me for not warning you."

"Given your condition, staying with me is the best option. If you go downstairs now... there are so many people coming and going downstairs..."

His tone was somewhat flippant, and his eyes swept Yu Qiao up and down as if he were looking at a product.

"I advise you not to be ungrateful. I only agreed because you're somewhat attractive. If you cooperate obediently, I'll give you some money afterward, understand?"

The man with the buzz cut wasn't annoyed at all. In his eyes, what was the difference between the pretty women who came to this kind of place and those gold diggers who were just trying to hook up with rich men?

It's already a favor that he even took a liking to her. Now, all this struggling is just trying to raise his own price, isn't it?

Yu Qiao didn't look at him, and kept pressing the elevator button.

The man with the buzz cut curled his lip, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the woman was so uncooperative that he reached out and grabbed her.

He pulled hard, trying to forcefully drag her out of the corridor.

"Playing hard to get for too long gets boring."

"You'd better just cooperate and please me, then I'll give you more!"

As the man with the buzz cut spoke, he reached out and touched Yu Qiao's hand.

Yu Qiao panicked completely, struggling frantically, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.

"Get away from me! Don't touch me! Help! Help me!"

"What are you pretending for? You dare to shout?!"

When the man with the buzz cut saw her call for help, he frowned and reached out to cover her mouth.

Yu Qiao struggled desperately and slapped him hard across the face.

The man with the buzz cut touched his swollen cheek, his eyes flashing with malice, and then raised his foot to kick her hard in the stomach.

Yu Qiao's originally rosy face turned deathly pale in pain.

The man with the buzz cut squatted down, grabbed her chin, and sneered.

"Don't fucking play the high and mighty guy with me. You've come to a place like this, what good can you possibly be?"

Ugh...

The man with the buzz cut covered her mouth and grabbed Yu Qiao's hair, pulling her into the room.

No matter how much she struggled, punched, kicked, or screamed, it was all in vain.

As she was about to enter the room, Yu Qiao closed her eyes. The tearing pain in her scalp mixed with physical discomfort, and a sense of despair welled up inside her.

Someone please save her...

Jiangfang...

Yu Qiao felt ice-cold all over, as if her ears were ringing, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Suddenly—

"Bang--"

The man with the buzz cut was kicked to the ground, and a tall man with a fierce and violent look in his eyes swung his fist and punched the man with the buzz cut in the face.

Yu Qiao's unfocused pupils gradually began to focus, and she burst into tears of joy, her eyes filled with vulnerability: "Brother Jiang Fang..."