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Xia Jing's body was still trembling. She looked at the wretched men behind her, unable to believe that she was this vicious, "You, why did you do this to me?"

Why couldn't she, Qiao Le Yan, stay by his side?

She just didn't expect that this woman would actually deliver herself to her doorstep and dare to say that she was a prostitute that could marry anyone. She wanted to let her know what it felt like to be a prostitute that could marry anyone.

Qiao Le Yan's smile was filled with madness, she retreated a few steps and waved her hand, "All of you, attack!"

Those men seemed to have been impatient for a long time. While taking off their clothes, they smiled lewdly and walked towards Xia Jing step by step.

In the dark room, Xia Jing was huddled up, looking at them in fear, she shook her head with all her might.

"No, I can't, I can't …"

A boundless darkness enveloped her, and her trembling voice seemed so feeble. She wanted to run, but she lacked the strength to do so. She wanted to cry for help, but who would come to save her?

That man had long since forgotten about her, and no longer cared about her life.

She was dragged out roughly by a man and pressed against the ground. A few men immediately started to strip her of her clothes. She only felt hands all over her body. No matter how she struggled or begged for mercy, those people still refused to let her go.

They were laughing, mixing with Qiao Le Yan's shrill laughter, all the voices seemed to echo in their ears, as if it was coming from hell itself.

The faces of the men who looked as if they were starved right in front of her eyes made her feel fear and disgust, but she had nowhere to run. Her tears slowly blurred her vision as she finally stopped struggling and let those people tear her clothes.

An unprecedented sense of despair.

"Bam!"

Just as those people were discussing who should go first, a deafening kick sounded out.

Xia Jing shut his eyes tightly, she did not dare open his eyes, she only felt that the hands that were caressing her body had disappeared, the sounds of fighting were beside him, and there were countless of people screaming in pain.

In just a few minutes, all that was left in the warehouse were miserable moans and pleas for mercy.

"You, who are you?" Qiao Le Yan's voice.

"I don't hit women, but my men do." The man's voice was very pleasant to hear, it was just right to be calm, but also carried a hint of sullenness, and then there was the sound of Qiao Le Yan's screams. Xia Jing felt that someone had walked over to her, covered her with a piece of clothes, and then carried her up.

However, Xia Jing still did not dare open her eyes. Her small hand quietly reached out and grabbed onto his shirt, grabbing it tightly in her palm, almost pulling the buttons on it off.

Seeing her insecure expression, Qin Mo frowned, and a trace of heartache flashed past his eyes.

"Boss, I have already followed your instructions and stopped all cooperation with Ji."

"Boss, shouldn't you …" Mr. Bodyguard's gaze fell on the woman in Qin Mo's embrace, and was about to say something but stopped himself.

Since he had already returned to the manor, shouldn't he put this woman down?

Qin Mo did not reply, and pretended to not understand what he was saying. Only after Mr. Bodyguard had left did he lower his head and look at the person sleeping in his embrace, with a trace of doting in his eyes.

Xia Jing was awakened by the pain.

Qiao Le Yan's slap was so ruthless that it directly left five handprints on her face. At this time, Qin Mo was applying medicine on her. Seeing that she had woken up, he couldn't help but explain, "If you don't treat the injury on your face soon, I'm worried that the wound might get infected."

Xia Jing was startled, she subconsciously touched the half of her swollen face, feeling pain, she tightly knitted her eyebrows.

Seeing that, Qin Mo laughed: "Although it's a bit serious, it won't leave scars, don't worry."

Xia Jing did not say anything, she only felt that everything that had happened today was just like a dream, that dark room, those dirty men.

Thinking about all these, her brows furrowed even more. If Qin Mo had not rushed over in time, then her entire life would have been ruined.

There was still a trace of lingering fear in his heart, so Xia Jing shrunk his body. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. hurriedly explained. "I don't have any girl's clothes here, it's Ni Nuo's clothes and he also changed it for you."

Xia Jing moved her lower lips. She really wanted to ask Ni Nuo who she was, but she felt that her throat wasn't right and gave up.

"Ni Nuo is my sister, my half-sister." He explained it clearly.

Xia Jing lowered her head and no longer spoke. So it turned out that Qin Mo had a little sister.

Qin Mo seemed to be unable to find a topic to talk about for a while, so he just sat beside her bed quietly for an hour, until the sky gradually darkened and it was time for lunch. He finally found a topic to talk about, "It's dinner time, are you hungry?"

It was unknown if it was because he sympathized with Yun Che sitting there for so long that he finally found the topic of discussion, or if he was really hungry, when Xia Jing raised her gaze to look at him, she nodded.

Qin Mo immediately revealed a smile on his face.

Dinner is rich, with both Chinese and Western food. Xia Jing was full. After sshe finished eating, he finally opened her mouth and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

She didn't know if it was because she was crying too loudly today, but her voice was a bit hoarse. Even though half her face had gone red from the medicine, it was still red. Qin Mo looked at her with a pained expression. "No need for thanks."

After a pause, he said, "If you go back like this, will your family be worried? Why don't you stay with me until the injury on your face recovers? "

Xia Jing's expression stiffened, and her nose suddenly became sore. Where did she have a family, and who would be worried about her?

Only after experiencing such a huge incident today did she realize that there was only despair left in her heart.

No one would worry about her, and no one would come to save her.

"I will take it that Miss Xia agrees. Actually, I have already ordered people to clean up Miss Xia's room. "The air in the manor is good, so it's more suitable for recuperation."

The reason was a little far-fetched. After all, Xia Jing was not even that much of a threat.

However, as the proverb goes, it was better to remember things as they happened. The number of times she and Qin Mo had met each other added together, was probably more than three. Xia Jing was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't call me Miss Xia, you are older than me, you can call me Xiao Jing in the future."

He didn't return for the entire night.

The next morning, guests arrived at the manor.