Chapter 364: Chapter 350: Hero Saves the Beauty
"Ugh—"
Wen Nuan’s eyes widened, staring at the stranger in front of her as her heart pounded with fear. The man wore a baseball cap pulled low, and a large mask, revealing just a faint glimpse of a scar extending to the corner of his eye from her angle.
"Don’t scream, or I’ll kill you!" his menacing voice growled lowly, frightening her like a demon from hell. He covered her mouth tightly, pulled out a knife, and pressed it to Wen Nuan’s neck, constantly listening for movements outside the door.
Wen Nuan’s eyes grew wider as she looked at the man in front of her, not daring to breathe loudly, her legs trembling involuntarily. She heard the disordered footsteps in the hallway, which quickly hurried away, and the vile man let out a long sigh of relief.
He was just about to let Wen Nuan go when he stared at her face and then wickedly smiled, "Girl, you’re really beautiful. Tonight, big brother is staying here, and you’ll keep me company."
Rather than risking being caught outside, it’s better to have a good time in here for the night.
"You!"
Wen Nuan was both ashamed and frightened, her eyes reddening, as she spat out a word before her mouth was immediately covered again. Her wrists were also bound, and she was pushed into the bathroom. The vile man quickly stuffed a towel into her mouth, leaving her only able to make muffled noises, and tied her wrists with a bathrobe belt, before leaving the room.
Wen Nuan struggled not to walk away, her back pressed tightly against the door of the room. She slammed her bound fists against the hotel door, hoping someone would hear her and come to her rescue.
The sound outside seemed like it was the police; this person must be an escaped criminal. Still, he was bold enough to break into a guest’s room. Didn’t he know there were security cameras in the hallway?
"Trying to call for help?" The vile man glared at her maliciously, pulling her over with a murderous tone, "Move again, and my knife won’t show mercy."
Bastard! Wen Nuan’s eyes almost shot fire.
"Don’t look at me like that. You should be gentler, and maybe big brother will like it." He reached out and grabbed her into his arms, the wicked look in his eyes visible above the mask. "Big brother hasn’t touched a woman for over three years, and the first thing I run into after being released is a beautiful girl like you. Don’t hope for someone to save you. I’ve already destroyed the surveillance equipment in this corridor."
"Ugh~"
No wonder he was so arrogant. Wen Nuan stomped her foot anxiously as tears poured down her face. She exerted all her strength to try and escape, but the more she struggled, the tighter her bonds became. Glaring at the man in front of her with tears of anger, her heart filled with despair.
Leng Yan, come save me, please...
She longed for someone to rescue her, and the first person she subconsciously thought of was him!
Unable to use her hands, she turned to try and kick the door with her foot, but her body suddenly became weightless as she was lifted and violently tossed onto the bed.
Wen Nuan scrambled to get up, but before she could get off the bed, he pressed her down tightly, "Be good!" His smile was even more loathsome as he reached for her skirt. "Keep me company nicely, and maybe I’ll spare your life."
Wen Nuan’s tears flowed uncontrollably. At this moment, she would rather die than let this man touch her. She used all her strength to twist her body, causing his hand to miss, and then kicked him with all her might. The man’s expression darkened slightly, "Ha, you do have strong legs. Good, running into a feisty one right out of prison, not bad, I actually like it."
While saying this, he began to pull at Wen Nuan’s clothes, drooling uncontrollably. Wen Nuan kicked wildly, but he dodged to the side, making it impossible for her to kick him.
Yan, save me!
Tears poured more frantically from Wen Nuan’s eyes as if she were being driven to the edge of a cliff, and if she didn’t want to be humiliated, there was only one way out.
Jump—death!
For the first time, she experienced what it meant to be worse off alive than dead...
The phone rang, sitting on the bedside table, and upon seeing the familiar number displayed, Wen Nuan’s heart shattered into pieces.
Her phone number was something Leng Yan found out by grabbing her phone when she wasn’t looking and calling his own number. She wanted to answer, wanted to tell him: Yan, hurry and save me...
But with her hands bound, she couldn’t answer, so Wen Nuan looked at her feet.
If only she could connect the call, making some sounds would surely alert Leng Yan that she was in danger.
Reaching out with her leg as far as she could, her toes aimed at the answer button just as the phone was unexpectedly snatched away by a large hand.
"Trying to answer the phone?" The vile man’s eyes glinted with sinister light, "Girl, behave for big brother, don’t try any tricks! Or else..."
He brandished the knife in front of her, sneering, "I’ll make you wish you were dead..."
Wen Nuan glared hatefully at him, if looks could kill, her fury would annihilate him. But in reality, that rage was powerless against him. The vile man stripped off his clothes, lunging at her immediately.
For more than three years, he could finally taste what a woman felt like again, and encountering such a lovely one, no way he’d let go.
"Ugh~" Wen Nuan’s tears streamed faster as she desperately moved towards the edge of the bed, almost frantically trying to escape his filthy hand, then with a thud, she fell to the floor. Thankfully, it was carpeted, so she wasn’t hurt.
"Damn it, still pretending to be virtuous!" The vile man cursed, reaching out a large hand to grab her.
Bang bang bang! Bang bang!
The anxious knocking on the door resounded repeatedly. Wen Nuan’s heart, teetering on the brink of despair, finally found a glimmer of hope. No matter who it was, someone had come to rescue her, letting out a small sigh of relief.
"Damn, who is it!" The vile man put on his pants, picked up the knife, and slowly headed to the door. If it was a waiter, he’d just tell them to leave the delivery and go.
No!
Wen Nuan screamed internally at the sight of that shiny knife. It was too dangerous for whoever came to rescue her. She didn’t dare to think further and spotted a coat rack, light bulb moment. Fearing he’d notice, she didn’t dare alert him and carefully stood up, using all her strength to hang a corner of the towel on the coat rack, pressing down with her leg to keep it from moving, pulling back with her head, finally dislodging the towel from her mouth.
Leng Yan anxiously bit his teeth, knocking on the door with one hand, inserting the room card with the other. The door opened just a crack, and a scream rang out, "Don’t come in!"
"Nuannuan." Leng Yan hesitated, a flash of cold light appeared swiftly before him.
"Yan, don’t come in!" Wen Nuan saw that familiar figure through the crack, her heart twisted into a knot. But it was too late; the door was slammed open, and through tear-blurred eyes, she saw a streak of red trickle down Leng Yan’s forehead, her legs growing weak, and suddenly everything went black.