As he spoke, he looked at Mingyao with a forced smile, "Rongrong isn't feeling well, so please don't worry about her."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, Su..."
Before Jiang Rongrong could finish speaking, Song Heng covered her mouth, then looked up to meet Ming Yao's scrutinizing gaze, "You were taking pictures just now, right? Can I see the photos?"
"Rongrong doesn't want to make our relationship public yet."
Jiang Rongrong looked at Mingyao helplessly, shaking her head repeatedly, her eyes filled with tears.
Mingyao glanced at her, then ignored her and opened her phone. "Fine, let me show you."
As she raised her phone, Mingyao turned on the video recording, the camera pointing directly at Song Heng's face.
Upon seeing this, Song Heng's expression tightened, and his dark eyes glared fiercely at her, "What are you doing?!"
Mingyao stammered, like a startled rabbit, "I... I accidentally clicked on the recording."
She stiffened her neck and looked at the furious Song Heng with fear and unease. "Sir, don't worry, although your face was recorded, I will delete it."
"Well, I'll also delete those photos that show you and Rongrong."
Song Heng, his face contorted with rage, reached for the phone. Ming Yao quickly backed away. "Sir, I said I would delete the videos and photos. Why are you suddenly touching me like this?" Then, she frowned and looked at Jiang Rongrong with dissatisfaction. "Rongrong, how can your boyfriend be like this?"
After saying that, he took a few steps back as if facing a formidable enemy, putting distance between himself and Song Heng.
With one arm around Jiang Rongrong, Song Heng reached for the phone with the other, yelling, "You bitch, how dare you take pictures of me! Give me back my phone!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Song Heng put Jiang Rongrong on the ground and chased after Ming Yao with a fierce expression.
Mingyao gasped, her face turning deathly pale. "Jiang Rongrong, what kind of scoundrel boyfriend did you find? If you take another step closer, I'll call the police!"
Song Heng grinned, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth, and looked contemptuously at the helpless Ming Yao, scoffing, "What's the use of calling the police?"
His smile was chilling as he approached, exuding an air of fearlessness. "You can try calling the police and see if they'll care."
Mingyao bit her lower lip, her glassy eyes welling up with tears. She looked at Song Heng with fear and said in a trembling voice, "How do you know it's useless? I... I have a video!"
"Even if the police don't intervene, I can still expose it online!"
"You don't want to see your name on Weibo tomorrow, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Song Heng's gaze turned even more sinister as he looked at her. "Are you threatening me?"
Mingyao shuddered, clutching her phone tightly to her chest. "I...I didn't. Don't come any closer, I've already called the police!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Song Heng strode towards her, shouting, "You bitch, no one dares to threaten me!"
His face was ferocious and menacing, his two bright red eyes were especially terrifying, and his fierce gaze seemed to be about to tear Mingyao into countless pieces at any moment.
Mingyao opened her mouth wide, and her trembling, terrified scream echoed down the corridor.
Song Heng strode forward, closing the distance to Ming Yao in just a few steps. Taking advantage of his height, one of his steps covered two of Ming Yao's. "Trying to run?"
Logically speaking, Mingyao shouldn't be able to outrun him at all.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to grab Mingyao, she suddenly turned around. He was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back again, Mingyao had already run to Jiang Rongrong's side.
Mingyao, panting, glared at Song Heng and, under his gaze, pressed the emergency call button. The dial tone echoed in the quiet corridor.
After the call connected, the operator's voice came through the receiver, "This is the police station. How can I help you?"
With tears streaming down her face, Mingyao cried to the police, "Police officers, please come and save me!"
"I encountered a crazy man in Woye. He tried to steal my phone and verbally abused me. It was terrifying!" She cried so hard she could barely breathe. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Song Heng had bullied her.
We're coming right away!
Song Heng glared at Ming Yao with uncontrollable rage, "You bitch!"
"Officer, look, he's still threatening me! Waaah, I'm not going to be killed by him, am I? Please come quickly, I'm so scared."
Mingyao sobbed, each word she uttered trembling, showing how terrified she was.
Song Heng gritted his teeth, "You bitch, I'll make you pay sooner or later!"
He glared at Mingyao with resentment, then left through gritted teeth.
After Song Heng's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Mingyao helped Jiang Rongrong up and asked, "Are you alright?"
"Thank you." Jiang Rongrong's eyes were tinged with bright red, and her eyes were filled with tears.
She dared not imagine the outcome; if Mingyao had not appeared in time, she feared she would truly be ruined by Song Heng.
Recalling Song Heng's ferocious appearance, Jiang Rongrong couldn't help but shudder.
Mingyao smiled, pursing her lips. "Why are you being so polite? I just happened to be passing by."
Jiang Rongrong's eyes flickered slightly, and her gaze toward Ming Yao held a hint of inquiry.
Did you really just happen to pass by by chance?
"Ms. Jiang, you look terrible. Should we call an ambulance?"
"Need not."
With the effects of the medicine wearing off, Jiang Rongrong was able to stand up with the help of Mingyao.
The Jiang family needs Song Heng's help, and a falling out would be very detrimental to the Jiang family.
Jiang Rongrong held back her tears, took a deep breath, and calmed herself before asking, "Can you give me your video?"
"Can."
Mingyao took out her phone, added Jiang Rongrong on WeChat, and sent her the photos and videos without blinking.
Jiang Rongrong looked at the videos and photos that Mingyao had sent her in a daze.
Who would have thought that the person she once looked down upon would save her life today?
"Su Xueya, consider this a debt I owe you."
Jiang Rongrong looked embarrassed and spoke in a soft, barely audible voice.
She was pampered and spoiled growing up, and had never spoken softly or bowed her head to anyone. Mingyao was the first.
Seeing Jiang Rongrong's face so red she looked like she wanted to pinch her until it bled, Mingyao chuckled twice.
How come I never noticed how cute Jiang Rongrong is before?
"Could you stay with me for a while? My driver will be here soon," Jiang Rongrong cleared her throat and stammered.
Mingyao nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Okay."
"By the way," Jiang Rongrong said with a frown and a worried expression, "calling the police probably won't do any good."
"Moreover, Song Heng is very vengeful. Even if you are Pei Siyu's wife, he will do everything he can to deal with you."
The reason why the Song family was able to gain a foothold in Haidu in such a short period of time is not only because of the real estate they hold, but also partly because of the evil forces that secretly support the Song family.
Those thugs are ruthless in achieving their goals and their influence is deeply entrenched. Even if they dare not be ruthless towards powerful families, they might still launch a sneak attack.
As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge a spear but hard to guard against a hidden arrow; that's the point.
“I didn’t call the police.” Mingyao said firmly. “I know calling the police would be useless. I was just trying to scare him.”
For a villain like Song Heng, what happened today is of no consequence to him, and the police can do nothing about him.
Even if they are locked up, they'll be out in a month at most.
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