Chapter 362: Chapter 362 Bo Xiaoli
Ye Xian flexed her wrists and ankles before exerting all her strength, kicking open the stall door with a powerful kick.
With a loud “bang”—
a clamor ensued as people inside the compartnt were startled.
The girl pinned against the wall, tears blurring her vision, looked against the light to see the outline of a boy outside the door slowly raising his hand, pressing down his duckbill cap; the brim shadowing most of his handso face, he moved slowly towards her.
Seeing that the newcor was a slim young boy, the greasy middle-aged man beca even more brazen, “Who’s this little brat, daring to ddle… Ah!”
Ye Xian grabbed him by the hair from behind and yanked him out with such force that he felt his scalp might tear off, his face contorted in pain. Just as he was about to retaliate, Ye Xian’s fist smashed into his eye.
“Ah!”
“Ya!”
Another punch made the other eye symtrical.
“Ugh!”
A direct kick aid for his mouth knocked out two teeth.
“Help, ah!! I was wrong, please… boss, boss…”
After a round of beating, the greasy middle-aged man lay on the ground like a clump of pale, dead at, crawling forward, “Mom, save …”
“Turn your face here.”
Ye Xian kicked his face towards her and snapped several photos with a click-click-click.
“Don’t take photos, stop!”
The middle-aged greasy man seed to sober up from his drunkenness as he realized the gravity of the situation, and mustering all his strength, he scurried away like a drowning dog.
Ye Xian put away her phone and when she turned around, she saw the girl who had collapsed in the stall, staring blankly at her like a frightened doe.
With wide eyes, the girl stared straight at the person before her, her brain numbed by alcohol with only one thought—so handso, incredibly handso, devastatingly handso, his attractiveness was shattering the heavens! Oh, how could anyone be this handso!!!
Ye Xian surveyed her from head to toe; fortunately, it looked like just her shirt was torn, and nothing else seed to have happened.
She took off her jacket, draped it over the girl, and asked softly, “Are you alright?”
The girl looked at her, shaking her head dumbly, “No, no harm…” Not only was he handso, but he was also so warm, so tender.
“If you’re alright, then get up.”
Just as Ye Xian was about to help her up, the girl’s tears burst forth like a floodgate opening, and she clung to her, sobbing, “Wahhh… I was so scared, wahhh, little brother, thank you for saving …”
She had been pampered from a young age, living a life of luxury, the little princess held in the palm of her family’s hand, never once faced with such indignity or terror before. She had almost been scared to death just now, but thankfully he had arrived in ti.
He was the Prince Charming, the knight… from her dreams.
Seeing she was about fifteen or sixteen years old and clearly terrified by the ordeal, Ye Xian gently patted her back, comforting her with care until the girl’s crying subsided into intermittent sobs.
Ye Xian noticed the sll of alcohol on her and felt her body a bit limp, steadying her head, “What’s your na?”
“Bo, Bo… Xiaoli.”
“Bo Xiaoli?”
What a strange na; she must be drunk indeed.
“Where’s your phone?”
“It fell in the toilet when I was fighting that bad guy.”
“…” Ye Xian, “What about your parents?”
“No parents, I ca for a friend’s party, and all my friends have left.”
So, she was dragged in here when she ca to wash her hands?
“Then do you rember where you live?”
“Ho?” The alcohol hit her, making Bo Xiaoli’s consciousness fuzzier by the second, “My ho isn’t in the Imperial Capital, but I’m staying at my uncle’s place now.”
Ye Xian: “Your uncle?”
Bo Xiaoli nodded earnestly with a flushed face, “Right, you might not know my uncle, but you must know my cousin, he’s the famous B… B what’s it? That company…”
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