Upon seeing Song Xingyao's expression, he immediately closed the door again, the bathroom door making a muffled thud due to the excessive force.
There was a clear hint of fear in the girl's eyes.
Song Xingyao didn't knock on the door immediately, but went outside and found that there was nothing unusual outside.
Then I went into the restroom.
The girl had just climbed onto the partition near the ventilation opening, and she could have fallen down if she hadn't been careful.
Seeing how frightening it was, Song Xingyao lowered her voice and called out to her, "It's too dangerous for you to be like this. Come down quickly. That vent is locked. You can't get out of there."
Upon hearing Song Xingyao's reminder, the girl on the wall, who seemed to be able to "climb walls," pulled hard on the vent, but it wouldn't open. Frustrated, she paced back and forth like a nimble monkey on the thin partition that was only a hand's width thick.
Looking at Song Xingyao, he was terrified.
"Come down first, tell me what's wrong, and I'll see if I can help you."
The girl hesitated for a moment, then jumped down from the partition.
It landed in front of Song Xingyao, startling her.
Looking closer, Song Xingyao spoke, "How is it you? Aren't you...?"
Isn't this the child she just adopted a couple of days ago when she went to the orphanage to see Director Yang?
What are you doing here?
The girl was a stranger to Song Xingyao, but there was no one else she could ask for help right now.
She grabbed Song Xingyao's hand, "Sister, please, save me, I don't want to go, I don't want to..."
She hurriedly finished speaking, repeating illogical statements like asking Song Xingyao to save her.
Although I don't know what she doesn't want to go to, this is an entertainment venue, and her presence here is the most inappropriate thing she could do.
She went to the door with her question in mind, but found that there was still no one there.
He draped the coat he had just put on over her shoulders. The two weren't that far apart in height, so she didn't stand out much.
She led her people back to the private room. When Qiao Yiming looked up, he saw that Song Xingyao had brought back an extra little girl.
For a moment, I was a little confused.
But soon they heard noises outside the door.
Song Xingyao pressed her down to sit behind the screen and then walked out herself.
Everything remained peaceful, and those having fun inside seemed unaffected. However, Song Xingyao keenly noticed two bodyguards in black hesitating at the entrance of the women's restroom, grabbing a person who was coming out. "You've seen..."
She was glad she had acted quickly, but to her surprise, the two men in black began taking turns searching the private room.
She returned to the private room and called Fu Siming.
Within minutes, Yuan Zhao led his men to escort the two bodyguards away and strode towards her.
Song Xingyao knew that this was Fu Siming's doing; otherwise, who could have ordered Yuan Zhao to do it?
Qiao Yiming also came out of the house and happened to run into Yuan Zhao.
"Oh, sister-in-law, my sister is here too. Come on, Ah Ming told me to treat you well."
Yuan Zhao followed him into the private room.
There weren't many bottles of alcohol on the table, but there were some snacks and soda water, which made him exclaim, "What? You've really given up drinking?"
Qiao Yi glanced at him, understanding his meaning. "The whole world knows I'm quitting drinking..."
He cursed Qiao Yiyang in his heart.
Qiao Yiyang, who was eating, sneezed while sitting opposite Anna.
Yuan Zhao sat down on the sofa without ceremony, and just as he was about to light a cigarette, he glanced at the trembling minor sitting directly opposite him.
Stop lighting your cigarette.
He slightly raised his chin. "What happened?"
When Fu Siming called him, he only asked him to help Song Xingyao distract the people.
"I had no idea that minors were welcome here." His eyes held a cunning and cold glint as he sized up the girl in front of him.
The girl couldn't contain her fear; her body trembled uncontrollably.
Song Xingyao approached and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Three strange adults were staring at her in the room, but the girl couldn't utter a single word. Her lips were pale with fright, and she seemed unaware that she had escaped the jaws of death.
Song Xingyao patted her head, squatted down and spoke to her, "We are not bad people. Those who were looking for you have been driven away. Don't be afraid."
Only after hearing that those people had left did she look up at Song Xingyao.
Song Xingyao nodded and handed her another glass of water. She looked at the glass but ultimately didn't drink it.
With a hoarse voice, she said, "I don't want to go back... I don't want to go back to drink and sleep with them... I'm scared..."
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
Qiao Yiming heard her words and got a little angry. He turned around and glared at Yuan Zhao.
Yuan Zhao, sitting on the sofa, made a gesture of surrender with his hands. "I'm telling you, little princess, I don't do anything illegal here. She looks like she's still a minor."
Song Xingyao then guided her.
Her fingers were clenched tightly in her palms, and cold sweat soaked her skin.
"What's your name? Who brought you here? Your parents? Didn't you just leave the orphanage not long ago? How did you end up here?"
Song Xingyao was filled with questions.
The door was suddenly opened, and the girl, like a startled bird, tried to stand up and back away, pulling Song Xingyao down to the ground with her, leaving a bloody scratch on her knee.
As soon as Fu Siming entered, he saw Song Xingyao, who had fallen behind the screen and was being dragged to the ground.
He immediately stepped forward, pulled her hand away, and stood up to examine her.
Song Xingyao: "Why are you here?"
Fu Siming: "You called me so urgently just now, why didn't I come?"
He knelt on one knee in front of her, his slender fingers deftly picking up the tie from his chest, untying it, and rolling it up to wipe his wound.
The three people inside stared at them intently. Song Xingyao felt embarrassed and pulled him up, saying, "I'm fine, just a minor injury."
Seeing Yuan Zhao looking at him with a "worthless" expression, he returned an unfriendly emoji.
Suddenly, there was another person in the room. Yuan Zhao stood up and approached the girl who was locked in the corner.
The girl realized she had nowhere to retreat, and her expression began to falter, her tear tracks drying as her frightened tears streamed down her face and became wet again.
"...Am I that scary?" He stopped in his tracks.
"Alright, let me ask you, which private room were they taken you to?"
Before Yuan Zhao could run out of patience, the girl finally spoke, "Bye-bye."
"Alright, I've asked all my questions. That's all I need to know. The rest is up to you."
As he walked out, he lit a cigarette and dialed a number.
Song Xingyao broke free from Fu Siming's embrace and walked up to her. "Now do you believe me? We're not bad people. Please sit down."
"So now can you answer my question? Weren't you just adopted? How did you end up here?"
“It’s Mom and Dad… no, I slept in the car and we arrived at a place where I was the only one in the room. They regularly bring me food, so I can’t run away. This noon, they dragged me out and took me to a private room in a restaurant to eat with a few people. Then that man brought me here.”
She recounted the events of the past few days in fits and starts.
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