The suite was quiet with only the sound of the two people breathing. Jiang Rong rested her hands on Shang Shaoheng's chest. Her long hair, which had been tied up, had been scattered in the process. Her thick and soft black hair fell on her shoulders, making her face look even whiter. There was a blush at the corners of her eyes, which made her look more charming than Yingying, the beauty carefully selected by the bald Mr. Qian.
Shang Shaoheng had a blank expression on his face, and his look was even colder than before. The feeling of repression that was about to explode at any time made Jiang Rong's back numb. Without time to think about it, she leaned over and kissed Shang Shaoheng's Adam's apple, and instantly felt the man's whole body stiffen.
Jiang Rong immediately got up and ran out as fast as he could. 022 was completely confused, not knowing what was going on. He could only run after Jiang Rong: "Why did you suddenly run away?!"
Jiang Rong was breathless, feeling it was a loss to the country that no coach had recruited her to run track and field with her explosive speed. As she ran, she systematically explained to her useless little self: "If I don't run now, will he stab me to death? I felt it, he has a dagger on him!"
022: […So when you sat on him and he moved his fingers, was he preparing to stab you in the kidneys?!]
[……] Jiang Rong felt that he had run far enough, so he stopped to catch his breath, leaning against the dark safety passage and said, "You saw him holding a knife, and you still ask me why I ran? Do you think he held the knife so he could shave me?!"
022's entire ball turned white with shame; [I thought he was seduced by you, after all, you were really beautiful at that time.]
Jiang Rong: [... Never mind. Since you praised my good looks, I'll forgive your stupidity.]
She took off her clothes and put them on the unfortunate waiter, then took out an envelope from her bag, which contained a thousand dollars in cash that she had withdrawn from the bank on the way here. She stuffed it into the waiter's pocket and walked out of the fire escape wearing her own clothes.
022: [Where are you going? Shouldn't we just run away?!]
Jiang Rong was speechless; [Doesn’t your beloved heroine want it anymore? ]
022: [Oh yes, yes, there’s also a female lead! ]
Jiang Rong was a little afraid that Shang Shaoheng would get mad and have people hunt her down, but unexpectedly, she went all the way back and found nothing unusual. When she arrived at the place where she had left Jiang Panyu before, she finally encountered something unusual -
But it has nothing to do with Shang Shaoheng, but rather a confrontation between two groups.
The unlucky Jiang Panyu was targeted by another group of people. The group of tattooed men looked big and strong before, but they were still scared when facing the group of rich second-generations on the opposite side. They just blocked the way and did not dare to step forward to rob people.
Jiang Rong: “?”
What is going on?
Seeing her coming, the tattooed man in the lead was about to cry: "Boss! You're finally here! Your job is really hard!"
Jiang Rong was speechless and asked, "What's going on?"
This group of people were temporarily hired by her to act as bullies. They were just workers on the construction site. They had the strength to hit people, but they didn't dare to attack the rich second generation. Who knew how much compensation they would have to pay if these young masters got a little scratched? So when this group of people saw the unconscious Jiang Panyu and wanted to pick up the body, none of them dared to take action. They could only block her in the corridor and say a few harsh words weakly.
After understanding the whole story, Jiang Rong sighed. She crossed her arms and looked at the group of people opposite her. They were all unfamiliar faces and seemed not to be in the Jiang family's circle.
"Give me back my body." Jiang Rong said, "I'm in a bad mood right now. If you insist on provoking me, I won't let you go even if you kneel down and beg me."
The rich second-generation man who was holding Jiang Panyu across from him had a tuft of purple hair, which was quite non-mainstream. Hearing this, he laughed out loud: "Little sister, don't be so arrogant. I can give you the person in exchange for yourself. How about that?"
His lewd and obscene eyes kept wandering over Jiang Rong, making people feel sick. Several tattooed men were so angry that their eyes bulged out, but they didn't dare to do anything.
Jiang Rong looked at this non-mainstream person quietly for a few seconds, and then said: "How can you talk to your father like that, you unfilial son."
"You fucking..."
Before Non-mainstream could finish, Jiang Rong had already taken a step back and said calmly, "If he's killed, it's mine. Get that girl back."
The six burly men immediately flexed their wrists, grinning grimly. One of them grabbed Non-Mainstream's head and punched him in the face with his punching fist. "Who the hell are you talking dirty to? I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"
The only advantage these second-generation rich had was that they were born into good families. Their fighting was still at the level of chickens pecking at each other. How could they be a match for these strong men? They were beaten to tears in a short while. Jiang Rong turned a deaf ear to them and leaned against the wall, playing a game of Candy Crush on his phone. Not far away stood two waiters who must have noticed something was wrong after watching the surveillance. Jiang Rong put away his phone and smiled at them kindly: "Excuse me, I'll take care of it right away."
Waiter: “…” It doesn’t feel like a peaceful solution.
Two big men were holding the non-mainstream purple-haired guy, who had been beaten black and blue. At first, he could still boast about who his father was and how powerful he was, but now he was completely beaten to the point that he dared not even to speak and just kept crying for help.
"Didn't I already warn you?" Jiang Rong sighed and patted Non-mainstream's face with his hand: "Why are you so disobedient?"
"Yes, I'm sorry... I was wrong... I won't dare to do it again! Please stop hitting me... I will die... I will really die!" The non-mainstream burst into tears, and there was no trace of his previous arrogance.
Jiang Rong grabbed his hair, forced him to look up, and said with a smile: "I can let you go. Take out your phone, record yourself, say you are impotent and stupid ten times, then post it on your Moments. Don't block anyone."
The non-mainstream was even more devastated: "I..."
At their age, they care about their face the most. If they post this on their Moments, they will lose all their face!
Jiang Rong narrowed his eyes, his smile becoming a little colder. "Why, do you still want to be beaten?"
"I, I, I, I'm recording! I'm recording!" He was really scared after being beaten. No matter how reluctant he was, he still took out his phone and started recording, crying and saying, "I, I'm impotent... I'm an idiot... Wuuuuu..."
After recording, Jiang Rong checked it again before allowing him to post it on WeChat Moments. This person has quite a lot of WeChat friends, and more than a dozen people liked it instantly. After they liked it and looked at the content, they were all confused and left a question mark in the comment area.
The non-mainstream people are so disheartened, knowing that they won’t dare to go out for the next few months. This is so damn embarrassing!
His other friends were still in shock, barely breathing a sigh of relief when Jiang Rong looked up at them and said with a smile, "Hey, you didn't think you didn't have to post it, did you?"
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