*The following chapter contained a scene that some readers may find disturbing and may/not suitable for younger audiences.*

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Wei Donghai actually installed a camera here!

"What are you trying to do!"

"Don't come near me!"

Seeing how he had suddenly taken off his clothes, exposing his plump upper body, Jiang Ruolan was immediately filled with fear.

"Scram!"

There was a ripping sound in the air, and Jiang Ruolan screamed and resisted with all her might, but all of a sudden she felt the edge of the bed sink, and Wei Donghai's disgusting face flashed before her eyes.

His head bent down to suck at the skin of her neck. Jiang Ruolan screamed in disgust, "Let go of me! Don't touch me!"

The buttons on her clothes popped open like beans. Her clothes were opened wide, showing her bra and underwear.

Jiang Ruolan curled up, trying to cover herself, but her limbs were still not free. In the midst of her fear, her neck had been bitten to the point of turning purple. Her entire body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with mist and despair.

"Don't…"

At this moment, those memories of 7 years ago flashed through her mind. Jiang Ruolan had worked hard to forget everything, the feelings of shame and humiliation. That day, she struggled desperately in the cold, damp warehouse, struggling for a chance to regain her freedom.

Jiang Ruolan suddenly turned around and bit Wei Donghai's ear, but got slapped in return.

"F*ck, you bitch!" He slapped her cheek again and Jiang Ruolan could feel the metallic taste in her mouth.

Wei Donghai then took out a piece of cloth from an unknown place and stuffed it into her mouth. At the same time, he ruthlessly tore off her undergarment.

While she was struggling, his hand fiercely brushed against her collarbone, causing her to frown in pain.

"Woo... Woo!" Jiang Ruolan wriggled her body, crying and bleeding.

"Mmm... Mmm."

"Don't move! You little slut!" Wei Donghai kept slapping her face again and again.

Her breath became heavy, and her head was buzzing as she looked at Wei Donghai's disgusting face.

Jiang Ruolan felt dizzy. Suddenly, the ringing of a cell phone rang in the basement. Wei Donghai cursed as he got up to answer the phone. "Hello? What is it? Don't you know that I can not be bothered tonight? Do you want to die?"

The next moment, Wei Donghai's expression changed. He turned around to look at the woman who was curling up in the corner, staring at him with fear and hatred. After a moment of hesitation, he put down the phone.

Jiang Ruolan had no strength left in her body. She could only glare at Wei Donghai.

Suddenly, she saw Wei Donghai hurriedly put on his clothes and belt, picked up his things, and ran out of the room. He did not even lock the door.

Jiang Ruolan leaned against the corner of the bed, her terrified eyes staring at the creaking and swaying door. Her entire body was ice-cold, and the humiliation that she had long forgotten deep in her heart assaulted her mind again, leaving her body powerless.

Jiang Ruolan wanted to get up and straighten her clothes, to find another chance to escape, but as she gathered her strength and sat down a little, she suddenly heard a few footsteps coming from outside the door. She was shocked and wanted to find something to cover her body, but at the same time she saw a few men who looked like thugs at the bar walking in, and they all smelled of alcohol.

"Bro Wei just said that he had something to do, and he just left in a hurry. Don't tell me that he's leaving this little girl for us brothers to play with?" One of them, a man who looked to be in his early twenties, laughed arrogantly and walked over with a bottle in his hand.

He used the bottom of the bottle to prop up Jiang Ruolan's chin. "She's pretty. Brothers, come over and take a look~~"

The men immediately surrounded her and glanced at her face. Since her upper body was almost bare and her body was tied up, the few scars she had on her body stimulated the men's nerves. They reached out their hands to touch her.

Jiang Ruolan took a deep breath. Unbearable humiliation enveloped her, making her want to hide in the crevices of the ground.

"Brothers, I heard that this is a married woman. You've never played with a married woman before right? Let's try it together tonight."

"Don't…" Jiang Ruolan had no strength to struggle. She retreated slowly, her eyes begging.

"Yo, look! This woman is so pitiful."

Some of them laughed as they approached.

"Don't…"

"Don't come near me." Jiang Ruolan shrank, but in the end, it was as if she couldn't escape her fate. When her body was suddenly pushed down by those men, she had no strength to struggle. Her breathing stuck and she was unable to breathe for a moment.

In an instant, Jiang Ruolan���s world once again returned to that tiny self seven years ago. She was so powerless to resist everything. She felt as if everything had been turned upside down, and she closed her eyes in despair.

Jiang Ruolan vaguely heard the sound of a police car nearby, but she thought it was just her imagination. When those men pressed her down on the bed, shamelessly taking her photos with their cellphones while trying to stir up trouble on her body, the closed basement door was suddenly kicked open.

With blurry vision, she saw Xian Zihao's face. His pale face, tightly knitted eyebrows, and tightly pursed lips, as well as his normally gentle yet now frosty and cold black eyes.

The men still had their hands on her. Someone was still tugging at her hair.

For a split-second, it was as if Xian Zihao's clear eyes had already contained too many emotions, ranging from worry to shock to stiffness, containing countless storms.

Jiang Ruolan thought she was hallucinating. Xian Zihao was still in the hospital and being treated. How can he be here?

Her body was being pressed down on the bed by a group of men. At this moment, she preferred that it was just an illusion. She did not want Xian Zihao to see her in this humiliating situation.

"Ruolan!" Xian Zihao's face was filled with too many emotions and words that he couldn't express. He called out to her in a low voice. His black eyes were getting darker. Xian Zihao abruptly closed the door, not allowing anyone to enter the room.

Xian Zihao quickly walked towards the bedside.

"Who are you?" The men who were leaning against the bed immediately turned around and swung their fists towards him.

Jiang Ruolan was in a trance and couldn't see everything clearly. In her blurred vision, she saw Xian Zihao pressing the man's arm, twisting it, and pushing his body to the door hard.

Xian Zihao kicked another man's knee and hit his head hard, making the man fall onto the ground.

Faintly, Jiang Ruolan saw Xian Zihao take off his jacket, blood faintly seeped out from the shoulder of his shirt, and when she wanted to speak, she was already powerless.

The thugs seemed to finally hear the sound of police cars outside and cursed several times, but they did not dare to act recklessly. They forced themselves to stand up and ran to the door to flee.

At the same time, the basement door was kicked open by someone. Xian Zihao had already wrapped his suit jacket around Jiang Ruolan's body.

Qin Gengxin's mouth gradually opened as if he had realized something. He shouted coldly at someone outside. "Don't let anyone in!" In a split-second, he immediately closed the door, cutting off the people outside's sight.

"F*ck!" Qin Gengxin gritted his teeth and kicked one of the thugs in the stomach. He raised her fist and said, "You dare to touch her! All of you f*cking courting death! If you want to die, I'll grant you that wish today!"

Jiang Ruolan didn't realize that she had been saved. Her eyes were wide open, and she felt warm all around, but she couldn't stop herself from shivering.

"Ruolan." Xian Zihao's voice was so dry that it felt murky and biting cold. He hugged Jiang Ruolan tightly and whispered softly in her ear, "It's alright. Everything is over. Don't be afraid."