"You dare!" Qiao Xiang scread, completely panicking. "Absolutely not, if you dare treat like this, I’ll make sure you regret it."
"Then just wait for your photos to be posted on the Internet," Xu Nuosheng said carelessly, walking toward her, "Let the whole world admire your beautiful figure."
Qiao Xiang scolded angrily, "You dare, I’m not only the young mistress of the Qiao Family, but also the secretary to the Pei Family, Pei Liyan’s secretary!"
"Is that so?" Xu Nuosheng laughed lightly. "So what?"
"Pei Liyan is not soone you can ss with," Qiao Xiang threatened him. "If you do this to , he won’t let you off either!"
"Then tell , if he finds out you’ve been treating his wife like this, will he still pity you?"
"He will!" Qiao Xiang declared loudly.
"Will he?" Xu Nuosheng was taken aback for a mont, raised an eyebrow, "You’re delusional!"
"The person he loves is !" Qiao Xiang said coldly: "He married my sister just out of spite, you don’t understand at all, don’t treat like this—or he won’t let you off either!"
"Then I must treat you like this even more!" Xu Nuosheng raised his hand and slapped Qiao Xiang across the face.
Her face instantly twisted to the side from the blow, a red handprint marking her cheek.
"Hisss!" Qiao Xiang gasped in disbelief and whispered sharply: "You dare hit ?"
"Slap!" Another slap ca across her face: "I’ve hit you already, what’s this about daring or not?"
It was then that Qiao Xiang realized they didn’t take her seriously at all.
With this knowledge, she cald down imdiately, her eyes filled with ice-cold hatred, but she said no more.
Seeing her beco compliant, Xu Nuosheng finally said, "That’s more like it, behave and perhaps you’ll suffer less."
He walked over and reached out to remove Qiao Xiang’s clothes.
"Don’t!" Qiao Xiang scread: "You can’t do this to !"
"Sorry, Miss Qiao, it’s a matter of survival." Xu Nuosheng tore her clothes off without ceremony.
"Ah! Gao Yan, help!" Qiao Xiang placed her last hope in Gao Yan.
But Gao Yan didn’t co in at all.
He probably found it hard to face Qiao Xiang too.
Xu Nuosheng didn’t give her an ounce of dignity, and undressed her completely without any courtesy, shouting to the outside: "Liu Tang, co in and take pictures!"
Qiao Xiang had never felt so humiliated; she instinctively tried to cover herself.
But her hands were once again tied up.
Liu Tang entered with a cara, and when he saw Qiao Xiang’s figure, his eyes lit up, fixating on her.
And so, Qiao Xiang was photographed, posed in various positions, with every crucial detail captured.
anwhile, Qiao Rui, carrying He Lan, stepped out of the building and looked up to see Fang Mo and He Zheng coming after them.
"He Lan!" He Zheng had not expected Qiao Rui to rescue his sister so quickly, his heart imdiately settled.
Qiao Rui handed He Lan off to He Zheng.
He Zheng saw He Lan’s disheveled appearance, but only traces of vomit on her, nothing else, and was even more relieved.
He took her in his arms.
"Sister-in-law, what about Qiao Xiang?" He Zheng had not forgotten about Qiao Xiang.
Qiao Rui said, "Didn’t see her."
Pei Liyan frowned slightly, "Didn’t you go to find out what was happening? How did you manage to rescue everyone?"
"Do you resent that I saved He Lan?" Qiao Rui raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Or should I send her back?"
"You know what I an!" Pei Liyan realized she was deliberately arguing.
Qiao Rui glanced at him and said, "The rest is up to you guys now. My sister should be on the sixth floor; I found He Lan sleeping in the fifth-floor studio, the fifth floor was empty, so I brought her down."
"And the sixth floor?"
"There were guards on the sixth floor; I didn’t go up," Qiao Rui said. "After all, I am a frail woman."
"Ha!" Pei Liyan scoffed. "If you’re a frail woman, then there probably are no frail won in this world!"
"Of course, if I weren’t frail, I wouldn’t have been bullied by you so badly!" Qiao Rui looked at Pei Liyan with a pitiful gaze.
Pei Liyan was taken aback, "When have I ever bullied you?"
"I won’t talk to you about this right now, saving people is what’s important." Qiao Rui said, "The rest is up to you!"
There were two people in total, and Qiao Rui took one upon herself, leaving the other to be rescued by them!
Pei Liyan nodded his head. "Alright, I’ll give you credit for this!"
"I don’t need it from you!" Qiao Rui said and then left.
He Zheng carried He Lan back, first setting her down in the cultural center.
Qiao Rui did not follow.
He Zheng, not at ease, entrusted He Lan to Si Ran’s care before he departed.
Now only Qiao Rui, Si Ran, and the sleeping He Lan were left in the room.
Si Ran said to Qiao Rui, "Madam, you really are incredible."
Qiao Rui smiled. "I’m average, just lucky."
"You truly are incredible!" Si Ran sincerely praised, but at the sa ti, she was worried. "Madam, if Secretary Qiao finds out you didn’t go in to save her, do you think she’ll be angry with you?"
"I already let her down enough to kill her with rage," Qiao Rui said. "One more ti won’t make a difference."
Si Ran was taken aback, then nodded her head.
Qiao Rui sensed that Si Ran’s concern was for her own good.
At that mont, a ssage arrived on her phone.
From Huang Ying: Master, Qiao Xiang has been photographed not wearing clothes, a trap originally ant to lure you in but ended up being used on herself!
Upon reading the ssage, Qiao Rui’s gaze beca contemplative.
Pei Liyan himself went upstairs, where Lu Heming’s n had broken through the entire sixth floor’s door, and a group of people had rushed in.
The three hapless kidnappers inside didn’t even have weapons prepared and were simply trapped on the sixth floor.
Gao Yan was a painter, and when he saw so many people rushing in, each looking like a skilled fighter, he realized he, a frail painter, was no match and imdiately took a step back.
Liu Tang and Xu Nuosheng were inside taking photographs of Qiao Xiang.
By then, they had finished and had already dressed Qiao Xiang.
But Qiao Xiang was both angry and frustrated, curled up and trembling all over.
When the door to the studio was kicked in, Qiao Xiang saw Pei Liyan at first glance, and tears suddenly stread down her face as she sobbed, "Liyan!"
Pei Liyan frowned at the sight of her swollen face.
Xu Nuosheng shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Then, he took a stance, looking to prevent them.
Lu Heming delivered a kick, sending him sprawling to the ground.
He Zheng followed, stepping on his chest.
Lu Heming’s n then tied up the captors.
Liu Tang was also a painter and naturally was even less inclined to fight back.
By this ti, Pei Liyan had already walked over, removed his outer jacket, and draped it over Qiao Xiang.
Qiao Xiang, terrified, burst into tears, burying her face in Pei Liyan’s chest, and clung to him, unwilling to let go.
Pei Liyan frowned slightly, "Qiao Xiang, can you walk?"
Qiao Xiang didn’t respond, simply crying out loud.
Pei Liyan bent down and picked her up.
Five minutes later, they returned to the cultural center.
Qiao Rui, upon seeing Pei Liyan carrying Qiao Xiang back, did not exhibit any surprise.
But when Qiao Xiang saw her, her eyes imdiately showed a resentful expression.
Qiao Rui remained indifferent, simply an eye for an eye.
It was her own karma after all.
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