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Lin Feifei didn't even think before subconsciously waving both of her hands, and with a sharp fingernail aimed at Huo Minglang's handsome face, she ruthlessly tore it apart. In the blink of an eye,'s left and right face had been cut eight times off with cuts and bruises.

Ah!

Huo Minglang screamed in pain, and his body trembled from the pain while holding onto his own face. He no longer had the leisure to care about Lin Feifei, as he originally wanted to stand up straight, but at this moment, he also felt a burning pain on his face, causing him to immediately lie down on the ground in pain.

Lin Feifei was also shocked by her vicious actions. She did not dare stay any longer, turned around and ran out of the kitchen. She did not even dare stay in the hall, she directly rushed out of the house.

"Fei Fei, what's wrong …"

Uncle Lin's worried voice came from behind.

But at this time, Lin Feifei had already been frightened out of her wits, how could she still dare to stay here and answer his questions? In order to run faster, Lin Feifei even lost her heels, and ran to the first floor with her bare white feet.

But downstairs was empty, Chu Xihang had already driven away.

Lin Feifei was startled for a moment, then immediately ran out of the small district barefooted. She did not care about the gravel, glass, or embroidery spikes on the ground, she did not care about how painful it was getting on her tender foot, it was so painful that it pierced her heart. Lin Feifei only cared about running forward, and completely forgot about herself.

At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind, and that was to stay away from Huo Minglang. The further she was from him, the better.

Tens of minutes later, Lin Feifei could no longer run, so she had no choice but to stop, the wounds on her feet were all over, and fresh blood was dripping from them. With every step she took, she would leave behind a bloody footprint, causing people to turn back repeatedly.

Some were stunned by the 43 inch long slender legs beneath Lin Feifei's professional dress, and some were stupefied by Lin Feifei's shocking blood footprints one after another. They all guessed that this woman was not even wearing shoes and was crazily running along the road, is she not crazy?

Facing the strange looks the passersby gave, Lin Feifei could only endure the pain as she walked forward step by step. Her bag was still at home, she had no money, her phone was also smashed into pieces by Huo Minglang, now, she really did not know where she could go.

Just as Lin Feifei was feeling helpless, a familiar voice came out from behind: "Lin Feifei?"

Lin Feifei stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked behind her. Under the sunlight, Han Feng was dressed in Niu Lang pants with a white t-shirt, that simple and clean, that extremely handsome young face was enchanting as usual, but instead had a hint of haggardness and anxiety.

"Lin Feifei, it's really you."

Since the morning, he had been searching for Lin Feifei. Until now, he had mistook other tall women for Lin Feifei several times, so when he saw Lin Feifei's figure from the back just now, he somewhat uncertainly called out to him.

"Han Feng..."

Lin Feifei smiled, her legs went soft, and she was about to fall to the ground.

"Lin Feifei!"

Han Feng suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Lin Feifei by the waist, looking at her bloodied legs in pain, he painfully asked: "How did you get your feet injured like this, where are your shoes?"

Lin Feifei shook her head. She really didn't want to think back to how Huo Minglang ruthlessly trampled over her before, but Han Feng's words that were filled with deep concern for her made her heart, that she had been holding on to all this time, soften. She couldn't help but cry bitterly as she threw her head into Han Feng's embrace.

Han Feng's body stiffened, Lin Feifei's burning hot tears fell on his chest, causing her heart to feel pain, "Don't cry, could it be that the man who molested you yesterday bullied you? Tell me where he is, I'll help you take care of him."

Lin Feifei still shook her head, she knew that Han Feng was talking about Chu Xihang, but when she thought about Chu Xihang, Lin Feifei's tears fell even more violently.

Han Feng saw that Lin Feifei's crying was getting worse, and did not dare to ask anymore, and immediately replied: "Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore. Since your foot is injured like this, you must immediately go to the hospital."

With that said, Han Feng carried Lin Feifei to a nearby clinic.

After treating his wounds, Han Feng bought a big bag of pills, then carried Lin Feifei out of the clinic.

"Where do you want to go now? Do you need to go home? "

Han Feng asked.

Lin Feifei hurriedly shook his head, "I won't go home, I don't want it ever again."

"Then... Come to my house! "

Han Feng mustered his courage and said.