That night.
Only Bar, VIP Rooms.
Wearing ill-fitting high heels, Song Xingwan sat silently next to Liu Xiu, the boss of the client company.
She originally thought she would never return to Linjiang City in her lifetime.
For the sake of her dream, she put aside all her pride and self-esteem, and came to the appointment alone with her clothing design drawings.
Before going to the appointment, she called Ling Mo several times, but Ling Mo was taking an exam all day and his phone was switched off, so he didn't answer her calls.
"Miss Song, what would you like to drink?"
Liu Xiu, his face flushed, squinted as he looked at Song Xingwan, who had a soft and cute appearance and a youthful student air about her. Every now and then, he would tug at her collar, intentionally or unintentionally blowing his hot breath into the girl's ear.
"I'm not thirsty."
Song Xingwan subconsciously moved to the side, then took out a thick stack of design drawings from her handbag and gently pushed them in front of Liu Xiu, "President Liu, please take a look..."
Liu Xiu took the design drawings with little interest, and casually touched Song Xingwan's hand, saying, "I, Liu, naturally trust Miss Song's work."
"So...can we sign the contract now?"
Song Xingwan looked up, her dark eyes sparkling like stars, dazzling and exceptionally captivating.
No rush.
Liu Xiu habitually touched a mole on the corner of his mouth, his gaze towards Song Xingwan becoming even more lewd:
“Ms. Song, to be frank, among the younger generation, your talent and qualifications are top-notch. However, you have neither experience nor qualifications, so if you want to take the position of chief designer, you will inevitably have to pay a price.”
"What price?"
"Let me be frank with you. In Liu's eyes, your body is more valuable than your work."
After saying that, he placed his hand on Song Xingwan's thigh.
Song Xingwan realized that the greasy old man in front of her was not there to discuss cooperation at all. A hint of anger flashed across her face, and she angrily slapped his hand away. "President Liu, I'm here to discuss cooperation, not to sell myself."
"A fledgling designer dares to talk to me about collaboration?"
"In that case, I'll take my leave."
Song Xingwan grabbed the design drawings that he had set aside and prepared to storm out.
However, before her hand could even touch the doorknob, four tall and burly bodyguards rushed in from outside.
"Mr. Liu, what do you mean by this?"
Song Xingwan glanced at the bodyguards surrounding her, then turned her head to question the lewd man holding a glass of red wine who was strolling towards her.
"What are you standing there for? Quickly hold her hands and feet down!"
Liu Xiu yelled at the four bodyguards in front of him, but he went around to Song Xingwan, grabbed her chin with one hand, and poured all the red wine in his glass into her mouth.
"You little vixen, what kind of innocent persona are you trying to portray yourself as when you're out selling yourself! You don't want to comply, huh? I have plenty of ways to deal with you."
"Damn it... what did you give me to drink?"
Song Xingwan choked on the red wine and coughed uncontrollably. Dark red liquid overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes, besides anger, showed more fear and helplessness.
"Alright, let her go."
Liu Xiu gave a wink to the bodyguards who were tightly restraining Song Xingwan's hands and feet. After leisurely placing the empty wine glass on the high stand, he thought of pulling the soft and cute Song Xingwan into his arms.
"I told you, I don't sell myself! If you dare force me, I'll call the police and have you arrested!"
After realizing she had fallen into the old rogue's trap, Song Xingwan was so frightened that her legs went weak and she could only back away.
"You can try calling the police and see who gets arrested, you or me. You're so young and already selling yourself, locking you up for two or three years is no problem at all."
Liu Xiu used one hand to frantically tug at her collar, while using the other to press Song Xingwan firmly against the wall. "Enjoy it! Even if the King of Heaven himself came tonight, he couldn't save you."
"Wait... I... I need to go to the restroom."
Concerned about her innocence, Song Xingwan had no choice but to suppress her fear and try to delay as much as possible.
"There's quite a lot going on."
Liu Xiu muttered something impatiently, then turned and gave a stern instruction to the bodyguard at the door:
"Keep a close eye on her every second. If she doesn't come out of the bathroom within five minutes, drag her out."
"yes."
The four bodyguards responded expressionlessly, then grabbed Song Xingwan's arms and dragged her toward the restroom.
Along the way, she tried to ask passersby for help many times.
However, the young passersby, upon catching a glimpse of the four menacing-looking bodyguards behind her, instinctively took a detour and walked away, not daring to meddle in her affairs.
The lead bodyguard looked around and made sure there were no Song Xingwan's accomplices nearby before letting her into the restroom. "Go in. Remember, you only have five minutes."
As soon as she entered the restroom, Song Xingwan pulled out her phone from under her skirt and, with trembling hands, made a call to Ling Mo:
"MoMo, come save me! The person who asked me to discuss a business deal has ulterior motives towards me. What should I do? I'm so scared."
Where are you now?
Ling Mo, who was eating roadside kebabs with Gu Tingbai, received a call from Song Xingwan. Alarm bells rang, and he pressed her for answers.
Song Xingwan glanced at the figures moving back and forth outside the restroom and said tremblingly, "I'm in the Only VIP room, number four."
"Did you call the police?"
"That person said that if I dared to call the police, I would definitely be taken away by the police as a prostitute. I dared not."
"Try to stall for time, I'll be there soon."
Ling Mo's eyes turned cold. Without hesitation, he mounted Gu Tingbai's newly acquired motorcycle and sped away without looking back.
"Hey! Ling, I haven't gotten on the bus yet."
Gu Tingbai stared blankly at Ling Mo, who was speeding recklessly through the narrow food street, and suddenly felt that the lamb skewers in his hand no longer tasted good.
He spent several weeks learning from Lu Jinjiu before he finally learned how to ride a motorcycle.
Unexpectedly, Ling Mo, who just said he had never ridden a motorcycle before, is so cool and wild when he drives!
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