Not wanting to catch the men's attention, Nancy tried her best to keep her head down.

However, maybe it was because she was a stranger; the men still looked at her.

"Oh, Nana, is this girl new here? She looks shy and scared." A guy from the crowd laughed when he saw her looking on the ground, with her hair slightly covering her face.

"Raise your head and let us have a look," another man echoed.

Someone went straight over and raised Nancy's chin. "Wow, this little face looks so smooth."

Never had Nancy been treated so blatant before, so she instinctively hit the man's hand.

"Show some respect!" This sentence was not too harsh, but it made the man angry. "Oh, this is a hot tempered girl. How can I respect you if you're working here? Tell me, I'll listen. Maybe after that, I'll respect you well."

The man's face turned cold and his words became more outrageous.

"Nancy, this is Mr. Chen. Don't be impolite." Nana cast a warning glance at Nancy, telling Nancy to restrain h

oman!"

Then he turned on the light.

As soon the light filled the room, Nancy gave a quick look around the room. There was a gray sofa, which looked very luxurious. In front of it was a tea table, on which there were fruits and wine for men to enjoy.

At first glance, it looked like a private room in a bar, but the difference was, there was a bed beside the coffee table.

Of course, Nancy knew what the bed was used for.

It gave her goose bumps.

Watching her look around the room, Mr. Yang narrowed his eyes. "Nancy, come and have a drink with me. Make me happy, so I will be good to you."

"But I already have children, Mr. Yang. I was sent here without my knowledge. I don't know where I am. Please lend me your phone." Nancy mustered up her courage and begged him. She hoped that Mr. Yang would have some conscience to help her this time.

Believing that there was still an ounce of kindness in his heart aside from blasphemy.

Soon, Nancy realized that she was wrong again.