At this coincident moment, there's an 80% chance the original owner will open the door. Then this person enters, carrying a dagger. What will happen if the original owner fiercely resists? What will happen if they don't resist?
"What do you want? Do you want money? I'll give it to you."
Mo Yan's voice trembled as she looked at him with great fear, instinctively taking several steps back. Her gaze kept drifting towards the room, as if she was still considering the possibility of escape despite her fear.
Seeing Mo Yan's expression, the man had already seen through her, and the dagger in his hand gleamed even brighter. "Don't move!"
A man's voice rang out, but this time it sounded strange; he must have used a voice changer.
Mo Yan froze instantly, her voice trembling even more, "What do you want to do? My husband will be back soon."
"What am I going to do?" The man's voice turned wicked. He took off his glasses, and even his gaze became fiery as he looked at Mo Yan without any restraint.
"Of course I..." He paused deliberately, trying to scare Mo Yan, then gave a wicked smile, "I want you!"
As he spoke, he walked over to Mo Yan and said, "If you behave well, I'll be gentle with you. If you don't behave, I'll have to be a little rough."
"My beauty, I've arrived."
After saying that, he laughed arrogantly and pounced on Mo Yan...
Mo Yan turned around, and he missed.
The man got angry. His smile vanished, and his gaze towards Mo Yan grew increasingly cold. "It seems you don't want your hands and feet anymore. You might as well just give up your tendons and ligaments."
Mo Yan: "???"
Mo Yan didn't dare to imagine how scared and desperate the original owner must have felt after opening the door in her previous life. She opened the door full of anticipation, only to find a bad guy with a knife doing something to her.
"You..." Mo Yan's gaze also turned deep, "You came prepared, didn't you? Who sent you?"
Mo Yan's sudden change startled the man. He was somewhat shocked. "What? Aren't you afraid?"
Mo Yan's voice trembled, and her eyes held an unconcealable fear, yet she still tried to tell herself not to be afraid.
"Why should I be afraid? You're the one who should be afraid. This is a home invasion robbery. What else do you want to do? What do you want to do to me?"
The man chuckled, as if laughing at Mo Yan's overestimation of herself, "Can't you see? I want you, I want you to cry beneath me, to make me happy."
I'll make sure you have nowhere to turn for help!
With each word he spoke, Mo Yan's face paled a little more. "Why me?"
"You're in trouble. I was just knocking on a random door." The man toyed with the dagger in his hand and walked towards Mo Yan.
Mo Yan tried to run away but he pulled her back. In that instant, Mo Yan turned around and kicked him in a certain place.
The dagger on his phone instantly pierced the corner, and he clutched it at a certain spot, howling in pain.
"Ugh, you damned woman!"
Mo Yan quickly opened the door to run away, just in time to catch the police outside.
Mo Yan just called the police.
The police arrived and took the man away. Mo Yan gave a statement and copied the video.
She also shared her feelings: "I think he deliberately found me, and it seems like he was watching my home security cameras the whole time. I feel like he knew where the cameras were and wanted to film the process of me being violated."
The first thing a robber did when he arrived at my house wasn't to ask for money, but to say he was going to bully me. That didn't seem right.
The police admired Mo Yan's keen insight; she was right. "You're right. We'll continue to follow up on this matter. You should go back and rest; you must be tired from doing the injury assessment."
Mo Yan asked them to do a forensic examination of the injuries, including checking the places where I was grabbed and the hands that were pulled!
Finally, everything turned black, and the dagger had injured her hand and left a bruise on her face.
Mo Yan was very satisfied with the result, and also very satisfied with the video. In the end, she had to praise herself for her excellent acting skills!
After leaving the police station, let's go eat first. Food is essential for life; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal!
Back home, Mo Yan ignored the food and just lay down on the sofa.
It was at this moment that the lock on the outside door turned...
Mo Yan didn't even bother to turn around and look. The moment she opened the door, Ke Xin rushed in, looking like he was in a great hurry.
When he came in, he saw Mo Yan lying on the sofa looking utterly hopeless, and there were dishes and cakes on the dining table. Actually, there were only two dishes; the rest hadn't been made yet.
He looked at Mo Yan again; her face was covered in injuries. He rushed over, grabbed Mo Yan's hand, and scalding tears fell onto her hand. "My dear, no matter what you've been through, I will never abandon you."
Mo Yan's gaze met his face, and she froze for a moment, then felt overjoyed. Oh wow, this is an unexpected bonus! Sure enough, that man has a connection with this bastard!
"What do you mean?" Mo Yan seemed very angry and upset. "What did you see? What did you see?"
Why are you only coming back now! Where have you been! Where the hell have you been!
Mo Yan's every word was filled with anger, perfectly reflecting the reaction of someone who had been hurt.
"Mo Yan, I know you didn't want this to happen either. Since it has already happened, we should face it bravely."
I love you. Did you call the police?
Let's not call the police; it'll damage your reputation if word gets out."
How should I put it?
If the original owner was truly hurt back then, she would be heartbroken and devastated, even contemplating suicide. She would despise herself and be afraid of being found out, afraid of being pointed at and gossiped about.
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