Chapter 8
When Qiao was sleeping at night, she was awakened by a vibrating sound. She opened her eyes in a daze, picked up her mobile phone and saw the note of "Fatty Xia".
She originally didn't want to answer his call, but then she thought that although this fat guy was not very serious in normal times, he would not choose to call her at this time unless there was something important.
Despite this, her tone was still a little impatient. "You'd better come to me with something shocking. Otherwise, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, you'll see how I'll deal with you when I go to your internet cafe."
Fatty Xia didn't laugh with her this time. His tone was extremely panicked. "Master Qiao, something happened to your little lover."
Hearing this, Qiao was also confused. He didn't react for a while and asked subconsciously: "What did you say?"
Fatty Xia didn't understand why Qiao Ye asked him what was wrong, so he repeated, "Master Qiao, something happened to your little lover."
"What little lover?" Qiao asked as he got out of bed, put on his coat and walked outside.
She seems to have not had a good night's sleep since she went to college.
The dormitories at University A usually have a curfew, but Qiao reported to the dorm manager and left.
"Little girl, be careful when you go out alone."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie."
The "autumn heat" is not called for nothing. It is now 1:30 in the morning and the cold wind is blowing outside. Qiao subconsciously holds his coat tightly.
I took a taxi and walked outside.
She didn't notice at all that there was a girl in black pajamas standing at the door of her dormitory. The light on her cell phone screen was flickering, and it seemed that she was talking to someone on the phone.
"Yeah, I'm at school."
I don't know what was said on the other end, but I saw the girl frown slightly, then replied: "Auntie, Xiao is also in the dormitory. Maybe she studied too late at night and her phone was out of battery. So she didn't answer your call."
"Okay. I'll have her call you back tomorrow morning."
"Yeah. Good night. You should go to bed early too, auntie. I'll be keeping an eye on Xiaoye and won't let anything get into trouble."
After hanging up the phone, the girl lowered her eyes, found Qiao Ye's WeChat, and sent a message: "Remember to call your aunt at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. She just called me."
Qiao was sitting in the car and taking a nap when he received a message on WeChat.
She took a look, her slender fingers sliding across the screen, "I see."
Without thinking, she knew why he called her at this time.
It’s not that she didn’t receive her mother’s call, it’s just that it was really inconvenient at this time.
If her mother knew that she didn't sleep in the dormitory at night but went out to surf the Internet, she would probably drive all the way from home to the Internet cafe, grab her ears, and drag her back home.
Although strictly speaking, she was not playing games in the Internet cafe.
Thinking of this, Qiao felt helpless.
The driver saw her gloomy face and found it a little funny. "Little girl, are you going out alone tonight?"
"Oh, yes, I made an appointment with a friend."
"But if the little girl is alone, she still needs to pay attention to her safety."
"Thank you uncle for the reminder. I will." Qiao also smiled and turned to look out the window.
The car stopped at the door again, and Joe, also wearing a huge hat and a blue mask, walked in with one hand in his pocket.
The bright lights and noisy metal music inside formed a sharp contrast with the quiet street outside.
But it was precisely for this reason that Fatty Xia set up his Internet cafe in such a remote alley with almost no one around.
The decoration is also made of very good sound-insulating materials.
This time she didn't go through the main door, but entered through the side door.
Few people enter this door, not only because it is more secretive, but also because this door can only be entered by swiping a card.
Joe also opened the door and walked in.
After entering, there was a mahogany staircase in front of her. It felt very heavy when she stepped on it. She came to the second floor. There were only a few rooms up there, and they were all locked.
But she walked to the door of the innermost room very purposefully, pulled down the door handle and walked in.
Unlike the colorful and noisy outside, only a dim light was on inside, but there were three or four people sitting on the leather sofa.
Among them, the one sitting in the middle was Fatty Xia, and the one sitting farthest away from them was a girl dressed very sexy.
The girl's long hair covered her face, making it impossible to see her expression.
She had a waistcoat draped over her shoulders, but it was in the corner, so if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.
Qiao also walked over to Fatty Xia, who very servilely made room for her and said with an awkward smile, "Master Qiao, you're finally here."
"Yeah." Qiao also deliberately lowered her voice to make her voice sound more neutral. "Why did you ask me to come so late at night? What's the matter?"
As soon as these words came out, the girl who was sitting in the corner trembled slightly. Others didn't notice it, but Qiao Ye saw it clearly.
"It's like this, Mr. Qiao. Someone was found groping our staff in the internet cafe. In order to protect the physical and mental health of our staff, I have something to ask you."
What he said was very insightful. First, he made the matter clear, and second, he gave her a chance to choose.
But since he said that, I'm afraid this person is not just "touching me".
Her eyes scanned the people present, finally landing on the person closest to the door.
This person was none other than the man she saw here a few days ago, who claimed to be Pei Qing's father.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, her long legs crossed, and she leaned lazily on the sofa.
Fatty Xia quickly found a backrest to cushion her waist and even thoughtfully lit a cigar for her.
The faint smell of nicotine filled the huge room.
Apart from the breathing of a few people, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Qiao was also holding a cigarette, looking at the man in front of her nonchalantly. Noticing that she was looking at him, the man looked at her directly, not to be outdone: "Why are you looking at me? You bad boys who don't learn your lesson are the parasites of society and should be punished by law."
Hearing his words, Joe seemed to have heard some huge joke and burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha..."
She even reached out to wipe her eyes and repeated what he had just said: "A social parasite...hahahaha...it's been a long time since anyone has called me that. You're the first person to say that to me in such a long time."
As she spoke, she stood up from the sofa, then slowly walked to the man and looked down at him.
Then he slowly leaned over and blew smoke into his face: "Do you know the crime of indecency?"
The man looked at her, not knowing what she wanted to say, but his intuition told him that this was not a good sign.
As expected, Qiao straightened up and said casually, "According to our country's criminal law, anyone who uses violence, coercion, or other means to forcibly molest others or insult women shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than five years or criminal detention. In other words, you can spend five years in prison."
After saying that, Joe also walked over to the girl who had been sitting in the corner acting as an invisible man, flicked the ash on his fingertips, as if talking about today's weather, and sat on the armrest of the sofa.
Perhaps because she had just smoked, her voice was a little hoarse.
"Do you have evidence? Do you have evidence? You're just bluffing here." The man couldn't help but shout, "You dare to threaten me without evidence? I came here just to take my daughter away. What have I done wrong? What have I done wrong, huh?!"
Qiao ignored him and looked down at the person sitting there with her head lowered. His slender white fingers grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him.
There was no fear in those black eyes, instead they were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
Qiao couldn't help but admire him in his heart. Not bad, he is worthy of being a judge in the future, very courageous.
"Did he touch you?" she asked.
This question was crucial. Everyone was waiting for her answer. The girl was silent for a long time, so long that they all thought there would be no answer. Then they heard a firm voice, "Yes."
This answer made Joe reveal a satisfied smile on his face hidden under the mask.
She loosened her hand, put out the cigarette, and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender wrist with a pure black watch on it, which was obviously worth a lot of money.
The black and white look very beautiful.
"In that case, Xia Yi, you should call the police. Remember to give them the complete video. Don't miss anything." The girl looked at Fatty Xia meaningfully, and the other party had already understood her meaning.
Fatty Xia, real name: Xia Yi.
Xia Yi stood up and said, "Of course, Mr. Qiao. Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
After saying that, Qiao was about to leave, but as her hand rested on the doorknob, she seemed to think of something and turned to look at him again: "I recently consulted a Feng Shui master, and he said it's best not to continue operating. Otherwise, you'll be even more unlucky. Why don't you go to the temple to worship the gods and get rid of the bad luck."
This sentence seemed to be fine at first, but Xia Yi quickly understood what she meant: "Okay, then I'll listen to Master Qiao."
When Qiao came out from here, he did not leave directly, but went to the top floor.
The breeze blew on her face, making her close her eyes involuntarily.
There was a slight sound behind her, but she didn't turn around, because she knew who it was.
Soon, the man walked up to her and said in a voice that both of them could hear: "Thank you for helping me today."
The sound disappeared in the wind, as if it had never existed.
Qiao also opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping city. He turned his head and looked at her with a half-smile: "So? Just a thank you and that's it?"
Pei Qing was slightly stunned and pursed his lips, "Then what do you want?"
There was another silence.
Perhaps the silence was really scary. Pei Qing walked to her side and, with a rare firm attitude, held her body, staring at her with his black eyes.
Qiao didn't know what she was going to do, but she didn't resist, just looked at her calmly.
Pei Qing closed his eyes, accurately found her lips through the mask, and left a light kiss on them.
When she let go, she didn't look at her, but turned around and prepared to leave. But just as she reached the iron gate, she heard a voice behind her: "So, do you like me?"
Pei Qing paused and said, "I just... don't want to owe you a favor."
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