"I..." I think I'll go back.
She wanted to say that, but Jiang Qiming's arm around her shoulder had already pulled her inside. She stumbled, and her body instantly fell into the dim and chaotic world of the room.
He Zhen's eyes widened.
Click.
The door to the private room closed gently. The excellent soundproofing completely shut out all sounds inside, plunging the corridor back into silence, where not a sound could be heard.
Chapter 52 The Fifty-Second Melon: What kind of melon is it? It's the one you eat fifty-two times...
He Zhen was led into a private room.
This place is called a private room, but to be more precise, it's a suite. The outer area is for karaoke, and further inside there's another room, presumably for people to rest.
There were about a dozen people inside, seven or eight of them young men, each accompanied by one or two girls.
He Zhen noticed that several young men's hands were restlessly reaching into the tops or hems of the girls' shirts and skirts. This sight startled her, and she began to regret going on the date.
"Come, let's sit here..." Jiang Qiming led her to sit down on the sofa in the private room.
When He Zhen looked up, she found herself surrounded—the young men in the private room had all gathered around her, looking at her with strange expressions.
"... So you're A-Qi's girlfriend? Wow, I thought you were very pretty when I saw you online before, and now that I see you so closely, you really are a beauty. No wonder A-Qi has kept you hidden away so tightly, no matter what we say, he won't bring you out to meet us."
" A-Qi, you're really not being fair. Such a beautiful girlfriend, and you took so long to introduce her to us."
"That's right!"
Jiang Qiming was on the shoulders of his friends
He punched him in the shoulder, rubbed his shoulder, and said with a laugh, "I just haven't had the time. Look, now that I have some time, I brought him here for you to see, didn't I?"
He put his arm around He Zhen and introduced her to everyone, "Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend He Zhen... Zhenzhen, these are my friends."
Seeing the group of people staring at her, He Zhen felt a little uneasy for some reason. She nodded somewhat reluctantly to them and greeted them, "Hello."
Hello, sister-in-law!
Hello, sister-in-law!
Immediately, a group of people called out to her, with calls of "sister-in-law" and "brother's wife" filling the air. Some of them were so familiar with her that they even came over to shake her hand.
He Zhen looked at the young man who was holding her hand tightly, staring at her with an extremely unpleasant look. It took He Zhen a lot of effort to pull her hand away.
"... What perfume is your hand wearing, sister-in-law? It smells so good." The young man chuckled and brought his hand to his nose, his expression lewd. His gaze at He Zhen He Zhen unrestrained, as if he wanted to strip her clothes off with his eyes.
He Zhen was displeased, and her expression showed some displeasure. She didn't look at Jiang Qiming, but suddenly stood up from the sofa.
"I remembered I have something to do, I have to go!" she said, grabbing her clothes and trying to leave, but before she could move, someone grabbed her.
She looked up and saw the young man with the lewd expression who had been grabbing her hand.
He Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and she asked sharply, "What are you doing? Let me go!" She twisted her wrist, trying to pull her hand away.
The young man chuckled and looked at her, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Since you're here, have a drink before you go."
"Yes, sister-in-law..."
The others around them chimed in with chuckles, saying, "You wouldn't be so disrespectful to us, would you? You won't even drink a glass of wine?"
The group of people who had seemed so gentle and friendly just moments before suddenly shed their harmless facade, revealing their cold and ruthless nature.
Someone reached out and pressed He Zhen back into her seat. Then, another pair of hands held a glass full of wine to her lips, as if they were about to force the wine into her mouth.
He Zhen pursed her lips, struggling to resist, unwilling to drink the glass of wine.
She looked to the side for help, hoping to get some assistance from her boyfriend, but saw that Jiang Qiming wasn't even looking at her. He was flirting with the woman next to him, as if the farce unfolding around them didn't exist and had nothing to do with him.
He Zhen was stunned. She felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet, making her shiver involuntarily.
"... Qi, Qiming." He Zhen still wouldn't give up, calling out Jiang Qiming's name, her voice trembling as she raised it. " Jiang Qiming!"
Hearing her call, Jiang Qiming suddenly turned to look at her. In He Zhen's expectant gaze, she saw his gaze lightly fall on her, and then lightly move away.
"..."
At that moment, He Zhen felt a chill run through her body, and her mind went completely blank.
"Hahaha!"
A laugh came from the side. He Zhen looked over and saw the lewd-looking young man laughing. He looked at He Zhen with a mocking gaze and said, "You actually still expect Jiang Qiming to save you? Can't you see that you've already been handed over to us by Jiang Qiming!"
"You think he brought you here because he genuinely wanted you to meet his friends? No, he's just tired of you, so he's handing you over to us!"
"Ha, I love that look on your face... the look of utter despair after the world has been destroyed, it's just so delightful."
Amidst the jeers of the crowd, He Zhen felt a sudden boom in her mind. She stared at Jiang Qiming in disbelief, hoping to get a denial from him, but all she received was a dismissive glance from him.
"..." He Zhen's heart sank.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered Ye Mo's reminder to her, and a great sense of regret welled up from the bottom of her heart.
Ye Mo Mingming Mingming warned her not to go on this date with Jiang Qiming, but she chose to trust Jiang Qiming, which is why she put herself in such danger.
She was blind and trusted the wrong person.
No, she can't stay here!
Seeing the menacing and lewd gazes of those around her, He Zhen was acutely aware of this.
But what could she do now that she realized this? She was surrounded by enemies, with no one to turn to for help, and there was no way for her to escape!
"Ugh!"
A hand gripped her chin and forced a glass of wine into her mouth. He Zhen struggled fiercely, and in the chaos, she opened her mouth and bit a hand that was reaching towards her.
"Damn it, you bitch, you dare bite me!"
With a cry of pain, the next second, there was a loud "smack," and she was slapped hard across the face.
The slap was delivered without hesitation; He Zhen's face was turned to the side, and her mind was buzzing.
Before she could react, a hand reached out, grabbed her hair, pulled her head back, forced her to lift it, and then held a glass of wine to her lips, forcefully pouring it into her mouth.
"You bitch, you don't know what's good for you! You drink it!"
He Zhen tried to struggle, but countless hands pressed down on her. Her struggles were like an ant trying to shake a tree; she couldn't move at all.
"Cough cough cough..."
The strong liquor poured into her mouth rushed into her nose, throat, and pharynx, causing He Zhen to choke and cough violently.
Thump!
A wine glass was thrown on the floor and rolled twice along the carpet.
At this moment, the hands that had been holding He Zhen down loosened their grip, and He Zhen coughed loudly, clutching her chest. Most of the wine in the glass spilled into her clothes, leaving her chest feeling icy cold, the chill of winter seeping into her body and bringing a bone-chilling cold.