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Chapter 13: This man is damnably sweet (13)

That night

Song Zhishu frowned as she looked at the words written on the brightly lit, bustling scene before her.

nightclub………

Well, they always come here to discuss things. But it's always a little scary for a girl like her to come here alone.

"Don't worry, they definitely don't have those kinds of feelings for you, since you're so ugly," the white dumpling comforted her.

Thank you!

After mustering her courage, Song Zhishu finally dared to go inside. The multicolored lights stung her eyes. The young lady's soft moans made her blush. She hurriedly found the address they had given her, finally escaping the noise.

This was the third floor, a place that should have been bustling with activity, but it was completely deserted. Despite a bad feeling, Song Zhishu found the private room number and went inside.

A pungent smell of smoke made her wrinkle her nose uncomfortably.

"Is this Miss Song?" The voice was high-pitched, as if it were born with cunning, making people feel very uncomfortable.

She looked up and saw the person sitting on the leather sofa.

It was a bald old man with an obviously cunning smile on his face. His bloated body pressed heavily on the sofa, deforming it under his weight. His rat-like eyes, devoid of vitality from lust, lit up noticeably when he saw Song Zhishu, his expression becoming even more excited.

"That's me." Song Zhishu forced a smile and walked past the bodyguard's indifferent gaze.

"Come, sit down." He grinned lewdly and patted the seat next to him.

"Ah, no need, I'll sit here." Song Zhishu quickly refused, clutching the documents in her hand, and sat on the sofa furthest away from him. This middle-aged man always gave her an uncomfortable feeling.

Seeing that Song Zhishu was sitting so far away, Li Zheng coughed lightly with some displeasure and sat down next to her. Seeing her flustered expression, he curled his lips and took advantage of her restlessness to cover Song Zhishu's thigh with his rough hand.

A sudden discomfort in her leg made Song Zhishu stand up without thinking. She smiled at him and said, "Excuse me, I'm going to the restroom." The documents in her hand were a mess.

"Boss, should we go after them?" the bodyguard asked emotionlessly.

Li Zheng sneered, "She can't escape my grasp either." Thinking of the smooth touch in his hand just now, a burning sensation came from his lower abdomen.

Song Zhishu ran all the way, but the elevators and stairs were blocked by bodyguards.

"Miss Song, weren't you going to the restroom?" Li Zheng walked in slowly, his fleshy body jiggling.

"Ah... I'm a little lost, I'll go right now." Song Zhishu took a few steps back, away from him, and ran to the toilet.

"boss………"

Li Zheng waved his hand, his eyes narrowing lecherously: "I'll go myself, don't come with me."

Song Zhishu squatted helplessly on the ground, groping for her phone in a daze. As if finding a savior, her trembling hand dialed a number. After a long wait, a familiar voice finally answered: "Hello?"

“Mu Chili…” Song Zhishu’s voice was trembling with sobs: “Please save me… I beg you, please save me…”

There was a moment of silence on Mu Chili's end: "What's wrong?"

"Please come, please...please come quickly..." Song Zhishu couldn't hear a word he said, only repeating the same phrase in her delirium: "You said you would come without hesitation, I beg you, please come..."

Why did it have to be at this time...? Mu Chili pursed her lips and looked at Bai Xiaobai, who looked aggrieved.

Bai Xiaobai originally had a contract to sign by herself tonight, but it was her first time going, so she was a little unfamiliar with it and was now begging him to accompany her.

Mu Chili knew that Song Zhishu was going alone tonight, but given her abilities, she should be able to handle it... Could she be lying to him? Thinking of this, he hesitated again, and after a long while said, "Tonight, Xiaobai and I will go out to discuss cooperation. You can handle things on your own."

Before Song Zhishu could answer, he had already hung up the phone and smiled at Bai Xiaobai beside him: "Let's go."

A busy signal came through her ear, and Song Zhishu felt a chill run through her. She suddenly laughed: "Mu Chili...you'd rather be dead..."