Chapter 440: Last Night We Kissed

The few men did not speak, but instead exchanged glances, the meaning in their eyes understood only by each other.

After Lu Qing'er finished shouting, she also panicked a little, waiting anxiously for the other party's reply.

Her mobile phone was controlled, and it was impossible for her to escape from here; the only thing she could do was find an excuse to send this group of people away.

As long as they left, she would hide at home for the next few days and absolutely not go out!

Even if they made a scene at her home, she would refuse to admit it to the death!

Lu Qing'er thought, and suddenly a bright idea struck her; she beat around the bush and said, "How about this, I don't have twenty million, but I can think of a way for ten million. You all go back first, and I will go think of a way to raise the money..."

"Miss Lu."

The leading man interrupted her words again, asking back with a playful expression: "Do you think... we are all brainless young ladies like you?"

"You!"

Lu Qing'er looked at him, instantly furious.

Immediately after, she heard the other party say unhurriedly: "There is no room for negotiation on this matter. We must see the money today. You can call your family or friends, but no matter what, the money must be delivered. Do you understand?"

"How is this any different from robbery!"

Lu Qing'er widened her eyes, furious, and said unpleasantly: "If this is your attitude, then I won't give you a single cent! Don't even think about it! If you want to touch me, you had better think clearly about my status and whether it's something you can afford to provoke!"

Lu Qing'er angrily burned her bridges with the other party, wanting to use her status to pressure them directly.

Unexpectedly, the other party still had a look of disdain.

He just said indifferently: "So... this counts as the negotiation breaking down, right?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand at the few men behind him.

Lu Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and then she saw several people take out equipment like a video camera from the backpacks they were carrying, and she instantly retreated two steps in terror.

Then, someone grabbed her wrist!

"What do you want to do!"

Lu Qing'er struggled desperately, but it was in vain, and her hands were instantly tied up by someone with a rope.

Her mouth was also sealed with tape.

"What do we want to do? Can't you tell? After all, this method was thought up by you to deal with that woman from before..."

The man sneered and unhurriedly turned on the camera's switch.

Then...

After one night—

The large room was in a mess.

Lu Qing'er slowly opened her eyes and saw the clothes thrown by her side.

She was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, widened her eyes instantly, and used the fastest speed to wrap herself tightly in the bed sheet.

Yesterday...

Yesterday they let a man... her...

And they even filmed that kind of video...

"Ahhh!!!"

Lu Qing'er almost dared not recall what happened last night; she held her head in pain and screamed desperately in the room.

It was unknown how much time had passed before she quieted down with a blank expression.

Lu Qing'er swayed as she got out of bed, feeling that there was not a single place on her body that didn't hurt.

She turned and entered the bathroom, quickly turning on the shower.

Seeing the blue and purple marks on her body clearly, she finally could no longer control herself and burst into tears.

Jiang Baobao...

It was all Jiang Baobao's fault!

If it weren't for that bitch, how could she... how could she have been...

Lu Qing'er's fingers dug tightly into the tiles on the wall until a trace of bright red seeped out, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

Jiang Baobao must die...

Must die!

Preferably, be tortured!

Be humiliated!

Be treated as a plaything by others!

Exhaust her last breath!

And then...

She wouldn't even let her ashes go!

She would throw them all into the sea to feed the fish!

Let her never be reincarnated!

On the other side—

Jiang Baobao was sleeping soundly.

The morning sunlight spilled onto the two of them, not disturbing the two who were sleeping in each other's arms in the slightest.

Li Beijue's hand was still resting on Jiang Baobao's lower abdomen, his palm providing a constant source of heat, and it hadn't left all night.

Until several hours later—

Jiang Baobao moved slightly, as if she were about to wake up.

Her brain was groggy, and she sensed that she seemed to be in a warm embrace, unable to collect her thoughts for a moment.

Who was holding her?

Was it Mom?

She had even dreamed of her last night...

Jiang Baobao smiled, still immersed in the happiness of dreaming about her mother.

The next second, however, her fingertips suddenly touched a different sensation.

That seemed to be...

A man's sturdy and powerful chest.

Jiang Baobao was stunned for a moment; her brain, just awakened, had not yet fully started up.

After another pause of a few seconds, she suddenly realized something and "whooshed" her eyes open!

Li Beijue's magnified handsome face appeared before her eyes.

Jiang Baobao gasped, instantly pulling distance between the two of them!

But as soon as she moved, she felt another hand still blocking her back.

Li Beijue didn't even open his eyes, simply pulling the restless person back in, subconsciously coaxing, "Baobao, be good... sleep..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Baobao's ears turned red with a bang, and her cheeks felt a bit hot.

What was this guy saying?

Was it sleep-talking?

Yesterday... did they sleep like this the whole night?

Jiang Baobao tried hard to recall the events of yesterday, but found she couldn't remember anything at all.

She only remembered falling asleep in a daze, and then...

She vaguely seemed to have caught some fragments, but they were very blurry and couldn't provide any information at all.

Just as Jiang Baobao was thinking, she suddenly felt the hand holding her move again.

She instantly came back to her senses and hurriedly tried to "break free" again.

Li Beijue, however, was woken up by her constant small movements and suddenly opened his eyes.

Their eyes met.

"Awake?"

Li Beijue uttered these two words in a doting tone.

Jiang Baobao's movements stiffened, and she stared at him blankly, not knowing whether she should greet him first or ask what happened last night.

Immediately after, she saw the person in front of her suddenly chuckle and raise his hand to reach toward her forehead.

"So energetic, you've really broken your fever."

Li Beijue's smiling voice rang in her ear, possessing the unique hoarseness and depth of early morning, like a tiny hook, gently tugging at the deepest part of Jiang Baobao's heart.

Her brain, not yet fully started up, suddenly popped out an inappropriate thought.

They say... people are at their ugliest when they just wake up...

But how come this guy Li Beijue looks... actually a bit handsome?

Jiang Baobao thought this, then suddenly snapped back to reality, hurriedly sat up, and asked, "Did I have a fever yesterday?"

Li Beijue calmly explained, "Mm, a high fever. I fed you medicine, and then you fell asleep."

Jiang Baobao didn't even think, subconsciously retorting, "I even took medicine? Why don't I have any memory of that?"

Upon hearing this, Li Beijue didn't speak, but his gaze fell slowly and somewhat dangerously onto Jiang Baobao's lips.

The sensation there...

He was afraid he would never forget it for the rest of his life.