Chapter 14

On the other end of the phone, Baozi's milky voice shouted, "Mummy!"

Wu Pinliang rushed over, trying to grab her phone.

Jiang Hao flicked to the side and said in a hurried tone, "Is your dad here? Ask him to answer the phone."

Before Baozi could react, Jiang Li shouted, "Quick!"

Baozi was startled and almost cried, when Rong Jing heard the movement, turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mummy is so fierce!" Baozi was wronged and handed the phone to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing took it, but there was no sound from the other end, there was only a text message, which was positioning.

"What did Mommy say?" Baozi stretched his neck. Although he felt aggrieved, he also felt that tonight's Mommy was weird.

Rong Jing put the mobile phone in his hand, "Your mommy didn't call the car, I'll pick her up."

"I'm going too!" Baozi said immediately.

"You're at home, watch the fire, don't fry the steak." He took off his apron, before he even had time to change his clothes.

Baozi ran after him, but the short legs couldn't catch up. Before he could catch up, he heard him slam the door shut.

Steamed buns pursed their lips and wanted to cry out of grievance.

Rong Jing drove over there. It took less than fifteen minutes for him to step on the accelerator all the way for half an hour.

Jiang Hao couldn't take it any longer. She didn't have any friendship with Rong Jing, and she didn't know if he would come.

But the phone has been turned off, lying quietly on the ground.

Wu Pinliang pulled her over, raised his hand and slapped her in the face, "Play with me, okay, I will bankrupt the Jiang family tomorrow!"

He pressed up and pulled Jiang Li's clothes, Jiang Li struggled to take it off. His consciousness became more and more chaotic, but he suddenly remembered that night many years ago.

She went to see a psychiatrist and did hypnosis, but she hadn't thought of those things for a long time.

At that time, she was only eighteen years old, and that night at the racecourse, the man broke into the changing room. The lights in the changing room were dim, and the man was very skilled. Before she could see him clearly, he had already covered her mouth from behind.

Like a madman, he pressed her against the wall, ripped off her clothes, and ripped her pants.

Jiang Hao struggled frantically, but she was no match for a man at all.

Double images began to appear in front of her, as if she heard someone kick the hotel door open.

Rong Jing came in with a sullen face, Jiang Hao was being pressed down by the old man, the man had nothing on him, and the clothes on her upper body had been torn.

The staff who ran after him was startled, Rong Jing kicked the man in the stomach, tore off the sheet and wrapped it around Jiang Hao.

He was very good behind him, and his movements were fast, without any sloppiness.

When the staff and security came in, he had already walked to the door with Jiang Li in his arms. Wu Pinliang rolled to the ground clutching his stomach, pointed at Rong Jing and shouted, "Catch... catch him!"

The security guard stopped at the door, and he didn't even lift his eyelids: "Get out of the way."

The man's powerful aura made several security guards dare not act rashly. With the last bit of consciousness left, Jiang Hao grabbed his clothes, "Hand...mobile phone."

She looked at the direction of the sofa, Rong Jing turned around, Wu Pinliang was so frightened that he almost rolled into the corner. He wasn't wearing anything, and he looked funny and funny like that.

But Rong Jing couldn't smile, he didn't expect to encounter such a thing after so many days back.

Fortunately, Jiang Li is all right now, otherwise that man wouldn't even think about living through tonight.

But he knew very well that this was not the time to be impulsive.

The security guards were still around the door, and Rong Jing only glanced at them: "My lawyer will come to talk to you tomorrow, and I reserve the right to pursue legal action."

He carried Jiang Hao into the car, her consciousness was already very weak, but she pinched her thigh. The pain made her take a deep breath, but it still couldn't be relieved.

"Do you have a knife?"

She grabbed his collar, and once she couldn't hold it, it was like sticking to him.

He knew what she wanted to do, and the pain was sobering.

But he only felt annoyed, put down the seat, squeezed her hands, and pressed her under him.

"Who taught you this?"

Jiang Hao didn't understand for a while, and couldn't break free from his restraint, a feeling of despair and helplessness welled up in his heart.

"Let go of me, don't come here, please..." She began to incoherently struggle under him. That was the scene that night, that feeling.

The man came in from behind, her hands were tied above her head by him, and her mouth was covered. At that time, she was so desperate.

Tears fell, she shook her head, begging him.

With such an embarrassed look, Rong Jing suddenly thought of that night six years ago. That night, he was drugged, they arranged a woman for him, and he was injured.

He later fled to the racecourse and hid in the changing room.

It was getting late, and there was no one in the changing room. But he happened to meet her, and when those people caught up, he pressed her on him.

She was wearing only close-fitting clothes and shorts, and it smelled good.

He has always had good self-control, but that night, he couldn't hold back.

That night, she also struggled like this, but those people gave him a sufficient amount of medicine, and the more she struggled, the more excited he felt.

Later, she passed out directly.

Someone knocked on the door outside, and he finally pulled away.

Later, when he settled the matter, he almost forgot about the woman. To him, she was nothing but a woman.

If it wasn't because of Rong Ning this time, he probably wouldn't have taken so many troubles.

But he also found it interesting when the results of the paternity test came out. After so many years, he even had a biological son who was raised by his side.

He thought it was a deliberate design.

But Jiang Hao didn't seem to know about this.

So he was also very puzzled and decided to stay and figure things out first.

Jiang Hao was still struggling, and slapped him on the face. He turned his face away and held her hand, "Be quiet, I'll take you back."

His voice was low, with a kind of magic power, beside Jiang Li's ear, gently, as if a hundred claws were scratching into her heart.

She was very uncomfortable, she obviously wanted to resist, but she couldn't help but stick to him. He wrapped his hands around his neck and ripped off his clothes. The man grabbed her hand, "Jiang Li, calm down."

But how calm she was, Jiang Hao's consciousness had already begun to slacken, her whole body was hot, she couldn't control her body, she just wanted to stick to him. In a trance, she still remembered his appearance, panting and calling his name: "Rong Jing, please..."

The man's face was sullen. He didn't like women throwing hugs in his arms, but at this time, the woman was sticking up, her skin was hot, and she was unconscious. Only those eyes seemed to be able to seduce the soul.

His breathing gradually increased, he suddenly grabbed her waist, threw her into the back seat, and locked the door.