The woman's phone was snatched away, and she couldn't resist the man's strength, so she was led little by little towards the car.
There won't be anyone here, and even if there were, people in today's society generally prefer to avoid trouble and wouldn't come up to stop it.
The man opened the car door and pushed the woman straight into the back seat.
The unpleasant smell inside the car immediately filled her nostrils, and the woman collapsed onto the seat and began to gag. Before she could even sit up, the car door was slammed shut.
The man chuckled twice and moved closer to her. In the darkness, she couldn't see the expression on his face, only the vague outline of his face.
While marveling at the woman's supple figure beneath him, he seemed to recall something amusing, and his gaze shifted downwards, landing on the hem of her skirt.
With the car windows closed, it's hard to be noticed from this side.
Out of fear, the woman curled up in a ball on the seat, fine beads of sweat already dampening the hair at her temples.
Just then, she heard her phone beep, and her hopeful gaze immediately ignited as she pleaded with the man behind her.
"Brother, it must be my boyfriend replying to my message. Please let me go, and I'll give you the money."
The man snorted and ignored her words, focusing on playing with the things in his hands.
Sensing the approaching danger, the woman knew that if she didn't stop him soon, she would surely be doomed that night.
No longer caring about anything else, she threatened, "If you dare touch me, my boyfriend won't let you get away with it. You'll be going to jail!"
But her words did not intimidate the man; instead, they enraged him.
He sneered, then used some force to grab her hand and pin her body down.
"Really? I'm so scared."
"If he were really your boyfriend, would he leave you like this all alone? I bet you work in that kind of industry."
The woman trembled with anger as she listened to his humiliating words.
Seeing this, the man continued, "Anyway, you've probably been with quite a few men, so what's wrong with serving one more of me?"
Now that only two people remained in the enclosed space, he dropped his pretense, and his true colors were completely revealed.
As his lips touched hers, the woman burst into tears, and couldn't help but look up and start banging on the car window in hopes of attracting the attention of passersby.
However, this area is secluded, and the streetlights are blocked by the large trees next to it, so hardly anyone notices it.
Not far away, a group of aunties were playing music, preparing to do square dancing, which further masked the noise inside the car.
The woman gradually felt a sense of despair.
Was she really going to spend the rest of the day in this smelly car with a man who reeked of sweat?
The man suddenly remembered something, chuckled twice, and the woman's face turned bright red.
She reached out to grab it, but the man grabbed both her wrists.
He clicked his tongue twice, a mischievous smile spreading across his face, and suddenly kissed her on the cheek.
"What's so fun about this?"
In the darkness, the man couldn't help but sigh; the woman was indeed just as he had imagined, with an incredibly good figure.
He had only ever seen a body like that in movies.
The woman froze, a wave of humiliation washing over her, and she began to struggle.
However, faced with the man's overwhelming strength, her resistance seemed like a futile and overconfident attempt to fight against overwhelming odds.
At that very moment, someone knocked on the window from the outside.
The man froze for a moment, looked up at the window, and thought he had misheard.
Unexpectedly, the sound rang out again in the next second, just like before, three rhythmic beeps.
He glanced at the woman beneath him, feeling nothing but unease, and had no intention of letting her go so easily.
Thinking the other woman might have mistaken his car, the man continued kissing the woman beneath him without a second thought.
Just then, the car window was knocked on again, and a man's voice rang out.
"I've already called the police. If you don't want to go to jail, you'd better get out of the car now."
Upon hearing the familiar male voice, the woman couldn't hold back her tears.
The man cursed under his breath, reluctantly letting go of the woman's hand. He threw the clothes he had just tossed on the ground to her, then put on his clothes and opened the car door.
Outside, a man in a suit stood backlit, and the man recognized him at a glance.
"Dude, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously."
"I'm just teaching this disobedient woman a lesson for you, don't be angry."
Hearing the man's shameless words, Lu Zhiyan shifted his gaze back and landed on the disheveled woman with messy hair.
Finally, he sighed, took off his suit jacket, and threw it at her.
The woman's hands were trembling as she buttoned her suit jacket. If he hadn't come to stop that man, she really would have wanted to die.
After getting off the car, she stumbled and ran behind Lu Zhiyan, as if seeking refuge.
Lu Zhiyan gave the man a deep look, then turned to the woman and asked, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
The woman became emotional, crying and shaking her head.
Making a big fuss about this would have a bad influence on the girl, so Lu Zhiyan turned and walked back the way she came.
Seeing this, the woman quickly followed.
Under the streetlights, she looked at the man's back in front of her and suddenly had a strange feeling.
The heat in her heart had dissipated somewhat due to the evening breeze, but she found that she seemed to be starting to like the man in front of her.
Why? Doesn't she like Zhiyan? Is it because they're twins and look exactly alike?
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