"Ah!" Mr. Chen screamed, covered his crotch and knelt on the ground, rolling around in pain.
I panicked, got up from the sofa, and rushed out the door immediately.
"Bitch, catch her for me!" Mr. Chen shouted.
The next second, I pushed open the door and ran outside.
There was a long and narrow corridor outside the door. I ran out a few steps and saw a waiter coming towards me carrying a fruit plate.
I bumped into him and stumbled a few steps.
It was at this time that the fat man caught up with me.
"If you dare to offend Mr. Chen, I think you don't want to live anymore!" He grabbed my hair fiercely from behind.
I gasped in pain and quickly asked the waiter for help: "Please, help me call the police!"
The waiter stood there, at a loss for what to do.
The man glared at him fiercely: "Don't meddle in other people's business. I'm your boss's VIP customer!"
Hearing this, the waiter glanced at me weakly, picked up the fruit plate on the ground with a pale face, and left as if he had seen nothing.
I wanted to continue shouting for help, but the man suddenly covered my mouth and dragged me back into the box.
The waitresses were all sent away.
There were only three men and me in the huge box.
The fat and big-eared man threw me on the sofa, and then Mr. Chen rushed over and stuffed a bottle of wine into my mouth.
"It's not like you haven't slept with men before, why are you pretending in front of me!" He poured me wine and insulted me with disgusting words.
The fat and big-eared man came over and held my shoulders.
He looked at me with lustful eyes, his gaze moving from my face down.
"Old Chen, this woman looks quite pure. She's definitely different from those girls in the nightclub."
The next second, he reached out and unzipped my jacket, and said obscenely, "Tsk, you have a nice figure too."
"Ugh... let me go... cough cough..." I struggled in pain, goose bumps all over my body, and couldn't help but recall the scene of being almost violated five years ago.
The psychological trauma that I spent five years to heal has now reappeared.
My whole body was shaking uncontrollably. I closed my eyes and felt the world spinning.
After Mr. Chen poured me a bottle of wine, he saw that I had stopped struggling and wanted to lift my skirt.
"Humph, you really deserve to be punished."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise outside the door.
"Bang!"
Someone kicked open the door of the box.
Immediately, I heard a familiar voice calling me: "Wife!"
It’s Lu Zhiyuan!
I suddenly opened my eyes, and Lu Zhiyuan took two steps at a time and rushed into the box.
Mr. Chen paused, obviously still drunk.
He turned around drunkenly, frowned and said, "Are you in the wrong place? Get out of here..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he fell to the ground.
Lu Zhiyuan's punching movements were extremely fast. The other two men wanted to come forward to help, but Lu Zhiyuan took on two of them alone and knocked them to the ground in just a few punches.
Soon, the three of them had no strength to fight back.
Lu Zhiyuan grabbed Mr. Chen by the collar and punched him again, breaking his nose.
"Help... Help..." Mr. Chen screamed in pain.
"Sir, stop fighting. Someone will die!"
Soon, security arrived and forcibly separated them.
Lu Zhiyuan's eyes were still blazing with anger. He stood up and gave Mr. Chen a vicious kick. His voice was frighteningly cold: "You'd better spend the rest of your life in prison. Otherwise, I will make you live in hell."
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