Chapter 47 - No, Help
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Chapter 47: No, Help
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Ning Qing leaned against the door. She felt physically unwell and she felt heartache too. The last time she felt this way, Xu Junxi fooled around with some young model, and now her father tried to sell her off...
âWho instructed you? Even if my father didnât want to bother with me, it was impossible that he ask someone to drug me and let you rape me.â
âHahaha, I never thought Miss Ning would be so smart. Itâs okay that I tell you, youâll be mine later on anyway... Itâs your stepmother. Your stepmom told me that youâre fierce and you wouldnât submit if there was no measure taken.â
Then, the man touched Ning Qingâs face, âLook at your skin. You live up your name as the no.1 socialite in T town. Any man would love to press down on your body. I am hunting someone out of my league. You shall follow me then. I want everyone else to be green with envy, to be jealous. I want to have fun with you every day. Haha.â
Ning Qing pinched her palm and tried very hard to let herself faint. It was really Li Meilingâs doing.
She was utterly disappointed with Ning Zhenguo. Actually, there was no difference between Li Meiling and Ning Zhenguo. After Ning Zhenguo left, he let her stay alone with the disgusting man!
The man leaped at her like a jaguar. He pushed Ning Qing by her neck to the wall and he tore her clothes. His was rude and direct.
âD*mn. I never thought I would be able to have fun with you one day. I could only dream about it... You better listen to me. Otherwise, I shall proceed with SM,â the man rubbed his lips at Ning Qingâs face.
âF*ck off, you pervert!â Ning Qing took out the knife that was for self-protection from her pocket and stabbed at the manâs heart.
The man dodged swiftly and cursed. He extended his hand to take away the knife in Ning Qingâs hand. Pak! He slapped Ning Qing.
Ning Qing felt weak all over. After her knife was taken away, she felt light-headed from the manâs slap. She stumbled and hit her head on the wall.
The man grabbed her hair and hit her head on the wall continuously for five to six times ferociously. He cursed as he slammed her head at the wall, âWho let you run wild? You wonât be obedient if you donât learn your lesson.â
Ning Qing went numb with pain. She couldnât feel the ache but there was a warm thick liquid flowing down her forehead while a pungent scent of blood filled her nose.
She was bleeding.
The man threw her onto the sofa in the room and threatened, âThereâs more coming for you if you still refuse to obey.â
Ning Qing curled up in the sofa, âIf you were to touch me, Iâll charge you for sexual violation.â
The man leaped over and pulled Ning Qingâs jeans, âHaha, go ahead. Go and tell the whole world who did you. Haha...â
Ning Qingâs vision grew blurry as she fumbled around on the sofa. She was trying to look for a wine bottle or any sharp object. She wanted to kill the man.
Even if she couldnât kill him, she would kill herself. At least itâd be better than being raped and humiliated.
However, she couldnât find anything. The dining table was so far away from her, she wanted to crawl over.
But she suddenly felt cold on her thighs. Her jeans were already pulled down to her ankles. She couldnât fight back her tears any more, and they flowed down her cheeks, âNo... No... Help...â
She knew that âhelpâ was the weakest and the most useless word. No one had saved her nor rescued her for the past three years. She relied on herself.
She was used to relying on herself too.
However, she was scared in this moment. She felt hopeless. She could only cry for help, wishing that someone could save her.
Looking at Ning Qingâs smooth fair skin, the manâs eyes grew red. As he was extremely excited, Kacha! The locked door suddenly opened.