Ji Yao subconsciously stepped back.

Mu Zhe grabbed her arm directly and threw her to the ground.

In an instant, the voice recorder, the notebook in his arms, and the mobile phone in his bag all fell to the ground.

Mu Zhe picked up the recorder, "I can't help myself." ”

Then he fell to the ground and stepped on it in front of Ji Yao.

At that time, Ji Yao's first reaction was, this thing is worth more than a thousand, why did you fall like this?

Mu Zhe turned around and took two steps and suddenly stopped, then turned around and walked to Ji Yao's side.

Ji Yao fell on his arm, half of his body was numb for a moment, and he finally got up half-ly.

"Do you have any other voice recorders or cameras on you?" Mu Zhe smiled, his eyes kept looking at Ji Yao, and his smile was obscene.

Ji Yao instantly felt a chill climb up his back.

"No, there's only one voice recorder for the recording device."

"If you say no, you won't have it, I'll check it myself." As he spoke, he first reached out and grabbed one of Ji Yao's arms.

A man's strength is always greater than a woman's, and Ji Yao can't pull his arm even though he struggles desperately.

"The small body is quite strong."

"What are you wearing? Wearing so much? Isn't it hot? Mu Zhe said and went to pull the zipper of Ji Yao's coat.

Ji Yao's face turned white in an instant, and memories came flooding back to her heart.

That time she was drugged, and that person wanted to touch her like this.

Ji Yao slapped Mu Zhe in the face.

In an instant, the people around were stunned.

Mu Zhe stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, "The temperament is quite strong, but it's just asking for hardship." ”

directly pulled Ji Yao's coat open.

Ji Yao was wearing a white sweater inside.

Mu Zhe reached out and pulled again.

Ji Yao was imprisoned by Mu Zhe with one hand, and desperately protected with the other, "There are so many people here, do you want to make headlines tomorrow?" ”

Mu Zhe smiled, "Hahaha, just you?" People here, who do you think will help you? Who wants to get into trouble, everyone will just take it as a joke, do you really think you are something? ”

Ji Yao saw the crowd of onlookers around, some felt funny, some watched the play quietly, and some felt pity, but no one stood up to help him.

Hasn't the world always been like this? Ji Yao, haven't you seen it clearly yet?

Ji Yao felt that her eyes were sour and she wanted to cry very much.

Mu Zhe looked at the eye-catching sweater, and reached directly to reach into the hem.

Ji Yao struggled desperately, "You touched me today, I will definitely not let you go, I will sue you." ”

Mu Zhe stopped, "No, you're still so naïve, do you really think you're a little-known little host, it's useful for you to sue me?" ”

"My friend is the president of Xinghui and the future heir of the Song family, he will definitely not let you go."

At this moment, the only thing that Ji Yao could think of was Song Zeming, even if she was sick and rushed to the doctor, she had nothing to do.

"Song Zeming? Will he take care of you? What do you dream about? Am I going to be bluffed by you? Mu Zhe continued to move.

"Don't, I beg you......" Ji Yao was really panicked, and none of the cold-eyed onlookers around her were willing to help her.

She's really going to plant it today, right?

Mu Zhe stopped talking nonsense with her, and directly and vigorously tore the sweater, and the torn sweater directly exposed half of Ji Yao's shoulder, and only the close-fitting clothes were left inside.

"You're in good shape, come with me to my room in a moment?"

In the next second, Mu Zhe was kicked to the ground, and a figure rushed to him, tugging at his collar, and smashing another fist into the corner of his mouth.

Before Mu Zhe could react, he was punched again.

Song Zeming easily picked up Mu Zhe, and then slammed it on the ground.

Song Zeming turned around, took off his blazer, walked to Ji Yao's side, and covered her body.

Ji Yao had tears on her face, she didn't cry when others bullied her, but now she can't help it when she sees Song Zeming.

Ji Yao tightly grasped the clothes draped on his body with one hand, and grabbed the corner of Song Zeming's clothes tightly with the other.

"It's okay, I'm here, no one can hurt you anymore." Song Zeming said softly, wiping his tears.

Ji Yao cried and nodded.

Song Zeming gently patted Ji Yao and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and Ji Yao let go of his hand.

Turning around again, the aura changed again, and there was a chill all over his body.

Mu Zhe also curled up on the ground, unable to move.

Song Zeming walked over and kicked Mu Zhe again.

"I was reluctant to touch her, but you dared to touch her?" Song Zeming picked up Mu Zhe again like a chicken, and said through gritted teeth.

Mu Zhe's eyes were blurred when he was beaten, and only then did he see the face in front of him clearly, "Song ...... Song Song Zeming? ”

"Which hand touched her just now?" Song Zeming's eyes swept back and forth between Mu Zhe's drooping hands.

Seeing that no one answered, Song Zeming smashed Mu Zhe on the ground again, and then stepped on his left arm.

"Ahh It hurts—it hurts, it hurts......" Mu Zhe curled up and screamed.

"This one?" Song Zeming sneered, and then stepped on his other hand, "Or this one?" ”

stepped on it and was still angry, and even crushed it left and right, and Mu Zhe screamed in pain.

The manager of the hotel was immediately alarmed and rushed over.

"Mr. Song, you ...... What are you? ”

"Now you know? Where did the early death go? Song Zeming asked the manager while crushing Mu Zhe's hand.

"I ...... Just now, the people below informed me that there was a fight in the Huibin Building, and I was alarmed, you...... You ......"

"Bring up the surveillance." Song Zeming looked up at the surveillance in the four corners.

"This ...... It's guest privacy, I ...... I don't have the right to call it up......" The manager's voice trembled a little.

"Need me call the police now?"

The manager shut up, and then called out to the people around him, "You go and get the surveillance out of the room." ”

After a while, the surveillance was dropped, and a screen was divided into four parts, playing what had just happened from different angles.

Song Zeming was in a cold sweat behind his back when he saw it, and he was very afraid, if he hadn't come here today, if he had come a step too late...... What to do? With Ji Yao's temperament, she will definitely not give in......

The manager looked at Song Zeming's legs trembling, "Mr. Song...... It's really none of our business, we're just a place to eat,"

Song Zeming looked around with a cold face, and many people hung their heads weakly, "Is the play good?" ”

The entire second floor fell silent, and no one dared to speak.

A few people who followed Song Zeming also stood aside and didn't dare to squeak, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Deal with this place for me, and he'll take it with me." Song Zeming said to the assistant.

strode to Ji Yao's side and reached out to hug her.

"I ...... I want to go home......" Ji Yao grabbed the collar on his chest.

"Okay." Song Chengyi originally wanted to take her to the room on the road to rest first, but then turned around and carried her off the elevator and hugged her all the way to the garage.

Gently placed in the co-pilot's seat, Ji Yao's whole body was shaking all the time.

It seemed to be the first time I had seen her so scared, scared to become like this.

Ji Yao is not like Luo Yixia, unlike Zuo Qiong, who is used to expressing his thoughts, and unlike other girls who can cry if they want to, he has never seen Ji Yao cry like this.

It took more than half an hour to send Ji Yao back to the apartment.

When she got out of the car, Ji Yao was already able to walk by herself, clutching her clothes tightly and walking towards the apartment with her head down.

Song Zeming followed behind her.

It was sent to the apartment and watched Ji Yao walk in.

Song Zeming stood by the door, he wanted to go in to accompany her, but he couldn't take this step, he didn't seem to have any qualifications.

He had rejected her not long ago, leaving her sad.

"Since I'm sending you back, I'll go first." Song Zeming said sullenly.

Ji Yao just walked in, his whole body stiffened, and both of them stood for a long time.

Ji Yao's voice was hoarse, and she asked, "Why do you want to appear again?" ”

Song Zeming stared at her back and didn't say anything.

"If you can't accept me, why do you want to help me?"

A few seconds later, Ji Yao turned around, grabbing Song Zeming's clothes with both hands, his fingertips white, "Every time, when I need help, you are there, why do you show up?" ”

Ji Yao looked at him calmly, there was no joy or sorrow on his face, but the tears in the corners of his eyes kept slipping, his eyes were empty, and the whole person was lifeless.

"Ji Yao......" Song Zeming muttered her name.

"You go, I'm fine, I'll wash my clothes and return them to you tomorrow." Ji Yao closed the door.