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Wenzhi struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Tears of humiliation streamed down her face, and she had no strength to fight back because of the pain of the beating she had received from Jedmeh.

She opened her eyes in despair and struggled feebly.

"Stop!" A low, magnetic voice rang out in the air, and a man's hand closed around Jedmee's wrist.

"Who the fuck cares?"

She glanced at the man in front of her. He was stunned on the spot. So handsome, yet so powerful.

Qin Hanze stared coldly at Ji Demei. His thin lips formed a straight line as he spoke in a low and cold voice, "Scram!"

With a roll, Jiede Mei instantly became listless!

She took two steps back and looked at the other women with a face full of arrogance. "Who are you? What's your relationship with this bitch? Why are you protecting her? Are you her lover? "Do you know that she seduced other people's husbands and even charged them money? The woman beside you is a young miss —"

Under Qin Hanze's gaze, Jiede Mei's voice became softer and softer as she gritted her teeth while looking at him.

Qin Hanze sneered as he looked at Li Sicheng, who was cowering to the side. "Don't you know very well whether your husband is deceiving or seducing your husband?"

Li Si Cheng's heart chilled under Qin Hanze's stare. He stood up, shrank his neck, and walked in front of Jiede Mei. He pulled her hand and said, "Wife, stop messing around. I promise that I won't come out to see her again."

With a backhand motion, Jiede Mei slapped Liszt. "Tell me the f * cking truth. What exactly happened?"

"Wife, let's talk when we get home." Seeing that more and more onlookers were gathering and that the live broadcast platform of his friend, Jiede Mei, was still open, Li Si Cheng panicked a little. He was afraid of losing face, so he hastily pulled Jiede Mei away.

Jiede Mei was still unwilling to leave. Li Sicheng panicked. She grabbed her waist and forcefully dragged her away while baring her fangs and brandishing her claws.

After the farce ended, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Qin Hanze helped Wen Zhizhi up, took off her suit jacket, and covered her with it. "Are you alright?"

Wen Zhizhi shook her head, her eyes red. "I'm fine, thank you. You saved me again. "

Having saved her twice in one day, this Doctor Qin was truly a good person.

Although the crowd had dispersed, the people in the coffee shop still looked at Wen Zhizhi weirdly.

"Alright, I'll send you off first." Qin Hanze looked at Wen Zhizhi and pursed his lips.

Wenzhi nodded her head. In the car, Wenzhi looked at Qin Hanze and said, "Mr. Qin, thank you for saving me, but you still unconditionally trust me."

When she didn't understand the truth of the matter, she stood by her side resolutely. She even said out of thin air that she was a trash.

Wen Zhizhi only felt endless gratitude towards Qin Hanze's trust.

"You don't look like that. "I believe that they were born of the heart, and that there was something wrong with the moral character of those two people." Qin Hanze held the steering wheel, staring intently at the road in front of him. He pursed his lips and lightly spoke to Wen Zhizhi.

Tears fell from Wen Zhizhi's eyes. She finally couldn't hold it in anymore and began to cry.

Qin Hanze parked the car by the side of the road and pulled out a tissue from a tissue box, handing it to her.

Wen Zhizhi took the tissue, pursed her lips, and said in a choked voice, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me. Where are you going next? " Qin Hanze asked her in a low voice as he stared into Wen Zhizhi's eyes.

"I —" I don't know.

She had always lived in that house, and that was their future marriage. Li Sicheng lived somewhere else, and now that he thought about it, he didn't live anywhere else but in his own house.

When Wen Zhizhi had cried enough, she wiped her tears and apologetically smiled at Qin Hanze. "I'm really sorry, I've let you down."

"I'm fine."

"I got off here. Thank you very much. I will definitely repay you in the future. Goodbye. " She opened the door and got out.

Qin Hanze didn't keep her, but watched her back as she got on the bus.

The gentleness in his dark eyes slowly faded …

Taking the rest of her salary, Wen Zhizhi rented a room. Her whole body hurt and she felt wronged. She dragged her tired body to the bathroom to take a bath. Just as she took off her coat and put it on the clothes rack, Wen Zhizhi frowned.

She felt that there was something wrong with the clothes rack.

She carefully removed the ornaments on the clothes rack as a pinhole camera appeared before her eyes.

Wen Zhizhi quickly took a step back, picked up her coat and put it on. She stared blankly at the camera.

She met the unscrupulous landlord!

She turned around and ran out. She knocked on the landlord's door. "Bang! Bang!" She knocked on the landlord's door.

"It's here, it's here. Who is it? Smashing the door so loudly! " The landlord, a man in his forties, twisted his fat body and opened the door, blocking the way and opening his green beans to look at her.

When he saw that it was Wen Zhizhi, his eyes lit up. He smiled at her and said, "Is she a beautiful new tenant? What do you want? What's wrong with the house? Or do you want to borrow the soy sauce? Have you eaten? "

It was this simple and honest look of his that fooled Wen Zhizhi. Wen Zhizhi was so relieved to rent his house, but she didn't expect him to change so much. Wen Zhizhi sneered at the landlord, "I do have something to talk to you about."

The landlord snorted, looking at Wen Zhizhi's unfriendly face, he smiled, "Beautiful girl, what happened? Come in and we'll talk. "

The landlord stepped aside, indicating that Wen Zhizhi should enter the house.

Wendy, of course, would not enter his house. She stared at him.

"Beauty, that won't do. We have a lease contract."

"The lease does not include the possibility of installing a pinhole camera in the bathroom. You can either return the rent or I'll call the police."

"What are you talking about!" Who has a pinhole camera in the bathroom? You're talking nonsense. "Come in and talk. If you don't explain yourself today, you won't be able to leave."

the landlord said softly, reaching out and pulling her into his room.

"Come in!" Come in and talk! "

"Let me go!"

Wen Zhizhi struggled in panic. She grabbed the high heels from the shoe cabinet on the doorstep and threw them at the landlord's forehead.

After an "Ah!", the landlord covered his forehead and screamed as he was thrown aside. Blood flowed out of his forehead.

The ten centimeter high heels smashed into the landlord's head.