1072: C1072 Who Helped Her

C1072 Who Helped Her

On the sofa, Lee Gaang's pickled pig hands impatiently touched his warm thighs.

"Little beauty wearing this qipao really makes my heart sink! Come, let me love you."

Hearing these disgusting words, warmth tried her best to remain calm.

She held Lee Gaang's hand and said in a gentle tone, "Boss Lee, I feel so weak and uncomfortable. Can you let me drink some water?"

She could not just sit there and wait for death.

For the sake of today's plan, she could only think of a way to make this pervert lower his guard and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

"Alright, alright. Come, I'll help you over and let me feed you water?"

Lee Gaang smiled lecherously. He hugged the warmth with both hands and tried his best to take advantage of it.

The warmth resisted the anger of wanting to stamp the old man's hand, and used his strength to walk to the side of the table.

Her head was getting dizzy. She did not have much time left.

There were wine glasses and wine on the table.

Warmth took the wine glass from the table and smashed it to the ground.

"Ah, sorry, Boss Lee. I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't have any strength in my hands."

The pitiful look made Lee Gaang's heart stir even more.

He couldn't wait any longer. He hugged her. "Is this little beauty thirsty? Be good, I will feed you water right away."

As he spoke, the old man bit at her face.

Warmth hurriedly turned her head and looked at the glass pieces on the table. She reached out and pinched the glass pieces in her palm.

An intense pain came, and her chaotic expression gradually returned to normal.

Fresh blood flowed out from her palm. It was a glaring red.

She bit her lips, threw away the fragment in her hand, picked up the wine jug on the table, and ruthlessly smashed it towards Lee Gaang's head.

"Ah!"

With a scream, Lee Gaang held his head and looked at the warmth in shock and pain.

"Little slut, you dare to hit me?"

Wasn't she drugged?

How could she still remain clear-headed?

Her gaze swept across the woman's right hand. There, blood was dripping down one drop at a time.

He looked at her with a warm and cold gaze. His hand once again grabbed the glass fragment. She pointed at Lee Gaang and walked towards the door vigilantly. "Lee Gaang, you should be glad that I'm not a ruthless person. Otherwise, I would have used the glass shard to rub your neck. I'll let you meet the King of Hell in the Yama Palace."

She didn't want to kill anyone. She had more important things to do.

Right now, she only wanted to escape from this place first!

"B * tch, don't run! Stop right there! Qin Fen, this old hag, I'm not done with you!"

Behind him came the man's angry scolding. Warmth quickly left the private room. Taking advantage of the fact that his mind was still clear, he staggered out.1

The sound of her heartbeat was like thunder in her chest. Warmth only felt that her vision was getting blurrier and blurrier, and her thoughts were slowly coming to a halt.

The medicine was acting up!

His vision went black, and the warmth fell to the ground, caught off guard.

Before she fainted, a pair of ladies' white shoes appeared in her line of sight.

Warmth tried her best to open her eyes wide, and said to the person who had come with difficulty, "Please, help me!"

...

When she woke up again, Warmth looked at the ceiling above her head and smelled the unique smell of the hospital's disinfectant. Her thoughts were a little scattered.

Wait. When her memories slowly returned, her small face was tense. She hurriedly sat up and checked her body.

The clothes on her body were still her clothes, and there was nothing wrong with her body.

Fortunately, she was not violated.

So, did someone help her and send her to the hospital?

Who helped her?

The figure that he saw when he fainted flashed in his mind.

Little White's shoes, jeans, a blue shirt, and then she looked up...

It's her?

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