Chapter 30 Let Go of Me

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"Go away, you pervert!" Ning Qing took out a self-defense knife from her trouser pocket, and stabbed the man in the heart.

The man avoided quickly, cursed in a low voice, reached out and snatched the knife from Ning Qing's hand, and slapped Ning Qing with a "snap".

Ning Qing was weak all over. After being easily snatched from the knife, she was slapped with stars in the eyes by the man. She staggered and hit her head against the wall.

The man grabbed her hair, and slammed her head against the wall five or six times in a row, cursing as he hit her, "Let you be strong, if you don't teach you a lesson, you won't behave well."

The pain was so numb, but Ning Qing didn't feel the pain anymore, a thick and warm liquid flowed down from her forehead, and her nostrils were filled with a pungent smell of blood.

She is bleeding.

The man threw her onto the sofa in the private room, and threatened harshly, "If you don't obey me, you will suffer later."

Ning Qing retreated into the sofa, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for rape."

The man rushed forward and pulled Ning Qing's jeans, "Haha, tell me, tell the whole world who fucked you, haha..."

Ning Qing's vision began to blur. She was groping on the sofa with her little hands. She wanted to find something sharp like a wine bottle. She wanted to kill this man.

Even if she couldn't kill him, she would kill herself, which was better than being raped and humiliated.

But she couldn't touch anything, and the dining table was so far away that she wanted to crawl across.

But as soon as her thighs became cold, her jeans were pulled to her knees, and she couldn't control the moisture anymore, hot tears poured down her nest, "Don't...don't...help..."

She knows that "help" is the weakest and most useless word in the world. In the past three years, no one has saved her, no one has helped her, and she has relied on herself.

She's also used to being on her own.

But now she is scared and desperate, she can only cry and shout "Help", she wants someone to save her.

Seeing Ning Qing's milk-white skin, the man's eyes were red, and when he was extremely excited, with a "click", the locked box door was opened.

The man stopped moving and looked back, only to see the waiter who served food just now was standing by the door holding a bunch of keys.

The man looked angry, got up and got off the sofa, he ran to the door, and cursed, "What do you mean, dare to ruin the good thing of the uncle, is it because you don't have enough money?"

The waiter backed away tremblingly, not daring to speak.

The man wanted to scold, but a person came out from behind the waiter. Zhu Rui looked at the man and smiled politely, "I asked him to do that."

"Who are you?"

Zhu Rui didn't answer, but took out a business card and handed it to the man.

The man took the business card disapprovingly, glanced at it casually, and his face changed drastically just this one glance, he looked at Zhu Rui in horror, "You, you..."

Zhu Rui waved for two bodyguards, and the bodyguards stepped forward and tied up the man, "Now is a society ruled by law, I will send you to the police station to be punished. When you realize your mistake, you will be sent back. Otherwise, you will die for the rest of your life." Stay inside."

The man who was tied up was trembling with fright, he begged for mercy, "No, I didn't mean to offend Young Master Lu, please let me go, I don't want to go to jail."

The man was dragged down by the bodyguards.

Ning Qing broke free from control and quickly put on her jeans. The sound of that perverted man's ghostly crying and wolf howling gradually faded away, and then there were footsteps approaching her.

"Who are you, don't come here." Ning Qing huddled on the sofa, she is now an injured little hedgehog, and no one believed it.

There was the sound of opening the bottle cap in her ears, and a refreshing mint smell wafted from her nostrils. She waved her hand in fright, "What did you smell to me, what do you want to do?"

"Miss, don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm at all. This is refreshing medicine, do you feel better now?"

Ning Qing felt it for a while, the discomfort in her body gradually dissipated, and her vision began to clear up. She looked up at the person who came, he was a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes.

"Did you save me? Thank you." It turned out that she was the one who saved her. Ning Qing smiled and nodded in thanks.

"You're welcome. Miss, you rest here for a while. I'll order someone to wash your face with a basin of water and treat the injury on your forehead."

Ning Qing got up, she didn't have any strength yet, she swayed vainly, walked to the table and wiped the blood on her forehead with a wet towel, she shook her head, "No, thank you today, I'm leaving first."

She escaped a catastrophe just now, she didn't even have time to be merciful, the real problem is still waiting for her to solve, her mother has surgery tomorrow, she needs money.

Ning Qing walked out of the hotel. She attracted a lot of attention along the way, and everyone pointed at her behind her back.

When standing outside the hotel gate, she glanced at herself through the revolving glass door. The blood on her forehead hadn't been wiped clean, her hair was messy, a few buttons were loose, and the right leg of her jeans was torn.

There was a self-deprecating arc on the corner of her mouth, she raised her head to force back the fragile tears in her eyes, she didn't feel wronged, she was just thinking that she couldn't appear in front of her mother like this, she would probably sleep in the dormitory tonight, and arrive tomorrow Where to raise money, and she must report the humiliation tonight.

My heart was so desolate, my mouth was full of bitterness.

She turned around in a daze, and raised her foot to leave.

But when one foot was about to fall down the stairs, it froze in mid-air. Several luxury cars were parked outside the hotel, and a group of distinguished businessmen stood under the retro-style lanterns. grace.

The man is wearing a light blue shirt and narrow khaki trousers today. This is not formal attire, it is semi-casual, and he has lost his usual seriousness. At this moment, he is as clear as ink.

Surrounded by older seniors, everyone talked to him in a pleasant manner, and he listened with lowered eyes, occasionally answering, Ning Qing saw half of his side face, handsome knife-carved outline, clear and deep sideburns ...

Surprisingly good looking.

His good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist insists on wearing this semi-casual outfit with a cold and charming texture. The lamp was cast from above his head, and his whole person was so inconspicuous.

"Miss..." At this moment, Zhu Rui chased after him from the hotel, and Ning Qing was awakened by the sound, which also disturbed the people beside the car.

So Ning Qing bumped into those clear and bright black eyes unprepared. Lu Shaoming looked at her, and there was no joy or anger in the deep eyes.

But Ning Qing clearly saw him casually looking at her upper and lower body, and the elders around him looked surprised, and showed pitiful and sympathetic eyes to her.

Ning Qing didn't know what was wrong with her, obviously going down the stairs and walking past them was the way out, but she suddenly lost the courage to do so.

Turning around in a hurry, she jumped down from the side of the steps. She took a small path, separated by the hotel wall and the flower pond, so narrow that only one person could pass.

There will be no guests leaving here, probably hotel waiters and installers.

But she didn't care, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible, she didn't want the man who used to comfort her softly in the hotel room, and who parked his car downstairs to deliver her medicine a few days ago to see her so embarrassed.

How embarrassed she is, she knows.

Those people in the shopping mall have sharp eyes, especially him, who can probably guess what happened to her at a glance, and she wants to keep some pride and dignity for herself.

But she is so stupid, and she clearly knows that if she walks down this path, she will be even more embarrassed.

If I had known it earlier, I would have listened to that gentle man, washed my face, changed my clothes, and cleaned myself up a bit. After all, he looked so decent.

Ning Qing felt that her face was very hot and wet, and when she touched it with her little hand, it was full of tears.

She felt that she was ridiculous, and ran to the street crying and laughing. She took out her mobile phone from her bag, "Hey, Xiao Zhou, find me a man, the rich one..."

After hanging up the phone, she tripped over a rock, and she fell to the ground unexpectedly. After sitting down, she didn't want to stand up again.

Her legs curled up, she hugged her knees with her slender arms, buried her small face in her knees, ignoring passers-by, not asking about tomorrow, and wept bitterly.

Ning Qing really wanted to cry, but not long after crying, a heavy weight fell on her shoulders, and a warm feeling came over her thin and cold body, and someone draped a piece of clothing for her.

She was startled, and looked at it out of the corner of her eye. It was a light gray wool coat with a fresh and warm masculine scent on it.

This smell... She is familiar with it.

A pair of leather shoes broke into the drooping eyelids, a lighter color than the khaki trousers, very casual.

It's him.

he came.

Ning Qing was a little at a loss, she was already embarrassed enough, and now she was sitting on the ground crying regardless of her image, biting her lower lip tightly with her small teeth like shellfish, trying her best not to cry out, but the crystal clear tears still fell randomly .

His disheveled hair warmed up, and his big and generous palms came in, and there was a bit of connivance in his low, mellow voice, "Why do you run away when you see me, huh?"

This "en" sounded like a subtle vibration in her chest, it was extremely sexy, Ning Qing trembled all over when she heard it, she didn't know if it was because of his words, or because of the gentleness of his palm running through her hair.

Ning Qing lowered her head lower, she didn't want him to see the injury on her forehead, let alone look at his face at the moment.

What Lu Shaoming saw was the girl's weak and surging shoulders. She was still crying, and the tears flowed more and more urgently, but she stubbornly refused to let herself cry.

This silly girl, does she know how painful she looks like?

Ning Qing couldn't stop crying. At this moment, she felt kicked on her toes, and raised her eyes slightly. There was an extra leather shoe on the toe of her white sneakers, and he was kicking her with it.

What does he want to do?

Ning Qing subconsciously separated her feet that merged into a figure of eight, trying to avoid his leather shoes, but the man took this opportunity to put the leather shoes into her feet.

She was still sitting on the ground, and the forward lean of his leather shoes directly drove his long legs, which were straight and slender, approaching her with strong and domineering strength, and her head reached his knees.

"What are you doing?" Ning Qing put her feet together and clamped his leather shoes, preventing him from moving forward.