After transmigrating into the book, she clung tightly to her captain husband and wouldn't let g

"what!"

Song Qianyi seized the opportunity and rushed out of the room.

The homeless man reacted quickly, grabbing Song Qianyi's hair almost the instant she rushed out of the room.

A sharp pain shot through her scalp, and Song Qianyi struggled, clinging tightly to the door frame with both hands.

She absolutely cannot be arrested.

Absolutely not!

Out of the corner of her eye, Song Qianyi saw a vase placed at the door, reached out and picked it up, then slapped it at the homeless man.

She couldn't see the homeless man, and her aim was off. The vase hit the homeless man's shoulder, fell to the ground, and shattered.

The homeless man instinctively dodged, and the pressure on his hand loosened slightly.

Song Qianyi took the opportunity to run downstairs.

"Help! Is anyone there? Help!"

She ran while shouting with all her might.

There was silence all around, and no one could help her.

The lights in the stairwell flickered, casting an intermittent glow on the path ahead.

Song Qianyi lost her footing and fell on the stairwell. She grabbed the railing to get up and stumbled down the stairs.

"Little beauty, I'm here." A terrifying and lewd voice came from above.

Looking up, I saw a homeless man craning his neck like a hungry wolf, rushing downstairs.

Song Qianyi couldn't outrun the homeless man; within seconds, he was grabbed by the shoulder and slammed back.

Her entire back slammed against the wall, and she felt as if her internal organs had been repositioned.

Seeing the homeless man's face approaching, Song Qianyi closed her eyes in despair.

……

Downstairs, Song Qianyu sat in her car, rolled down the window, and listened to the sounds coming from upstairs, a wicked smile curling at the corner of her lips.

She had originally intended to lock Song Qianyi up here to teach her a lesson, but when she got downstairs and saw the homeless man, she changed her mind.

Last time, Tang Wanwan wasn't ruthless enough, giving Song Qianyi a chance to escape. This time, she'll personally take action and absolutely won't let Song Qianyi recover.

After being raped by a homeless man, she wanted to see how Song Qianyi would seduce Cheng Linhao next.

Each gasp sounded like beautiful music to her, and she closed her eyes in enjoyment.

Enjoy yourself, my sister!

The roar of a car engine was followed by a screeching sound of brakes.

Song Qianyu opened her eyes and was met with a blinding white light. Only after the car swerved to a stop did she realize that it was a Bentley.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, a tall man got out and rushed into the building.

Why would someone come looking for me?

Song Qianyu was stunned.

Who is that person?

The people in the car noticed him, and the remaining person got out of the car and walked towards her.

Song Qianyu didn't care about anything else, started the car, drove past that person, and sped away.

……

The expected humiliation did not come.

Song Qianyi heard a series of hurried footsteps and a muffled groan.

I opened my eyes and saw a homeless man being beaten to the ground.

Ji Jingshen?

Song Qianyi almost burst into tears and instinctively ran behind Ji Jingshen.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

Ji Jingshen shielded her behind him and held her hand tightly.

With their palms pressed together, Song Qianyi finally felt some strength.

"Who came from here, daring to ruin my good time!"

The homeless man got up from the ground and tried to attack Ji Jingshen.

However, Ji Jingshen was tall and strong, and easily overturned people.

He released Song Qianyi's hand and kicked the homeless man in the groin.

"what!"

The stairwell was filled with the agonizing screams of homeless people, like pigs being slaughtered.

Ji Jingshen did not stop there, his fists landing one after another on the homeless man.

Reason vanished from his mind at that moment; all he knew was that this scumbag had almost done something bad to Song Qianyi.

When he got home tonight, he glanced at the house next door without thinking.

It was pitch black and the lights were off.

He found it strange.

Normally, Song Qianyi would have been home long ago, standing at the door with a smile, greeting him in a sweet voice: "Good evening."

Perhaps they are working overtime at the company.

Ji Jingshen didn't pay attention at first, but after a while, when he saw that no one from next door had returned, he realized something was wrong.

They sent Shen Chen to investigate, and he followed the surveillance footage all the way to this old residential area in the east of the city.

When Ji Jingshen saw Song Qianyi's disheveled and panicked appearance, all the remaining rationality in his mind collapsed.

If he hadn't found it strange, things would probably have turned out irreversibly tonight.

He kept punching the homeless man, even when the man begged for mercy.

After recovering a little, Song Qianyi stepped forward and took Ji Jingshen's hand: "Honey, let's hand this kind of scum over to the police."

Her voice slightly brought Ji Jingshen back to his senses.

Ji Jingshen gradually withdrew his hand, but still felt unsatisfied. He kicked the homeless man before stopping and turning to look at Song Qianyi.

Seeing that apart from her clothes being a bit disheveled and her overall appearance being somewhat messy, but without any injuries, he felt somewhat relieved.

Song Qianyi rolled her eyes and pretended to fall.

Ji Jingshen quickly helped him up.

Leaning against a strong chest, Song Qianyi smiled triumphantly.

"Boss, the police will be here soon."

Shen Chen happened to come over. He glanced at Song Qianyi, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jingshen asked.

"I think I saw another car downstairs just now, probably the one that started it." He kept watching Song Qianyi's expression as he spoke.

Song Qianyi leaned half her body against Ji Jingshen, her eyes lowered, looking terrified.

The police arrived quickly, handcuffed the homeless man, and took Song Qianyi to the police station to give a statement.

The homeless man kept insisting that he was acting under someone's orders and protesting his innocence.

Song Qianyi did not mention the matter, but only told the police to act according to regulations.

After dealing with everything and leaving the police station, it was almost midnight.

Song Qianyi stayed close to Ji Jingshen the whole time.

Whenever Ji Jingshen tried to push her away, she would look terrified.

Considering what she had just experienced, Ji Jingshen ultimately did not push her away.

The car was quiet; no one spoke.

Ji Jingshen let Song Qianyi hold his arm and looked out the window with pursed lips.

"Were you just as helpless last time?" Ji Jingshen suddenly asked.

No one responded.

Looking down, I saw Song Qianyi with her eyes closed and her breathing even.

Light and shadow swept across her quiet face, her eyelashes still damp.

As Ji Jingshen watched, his heart softened.

He raised his hand and gently patted Song Qianyi's head.

Back at Chunjiang Garden, Ji Jingshen called Song Qianyi several times but couldn't wake her up. Not knowing her house code, he had no choice but to take Song Qianyi back to his own home.

After placing her on the bed, Ji Jingshen noticed that Song Qianyi's face was abnormally red. He reached out and touched her forehead, and sure enough, it was burning hot.

The doctor came and examined me, and prescribed an IV drip.

Ji Jingshen stayed by Song Qianyi's bedside, using a damp towel to cool her down.

Song Qianyi didn't sleep well. In her dream, she was sometimes in that small dark room, and sometimes Ji Jingshen coldly told her to divorce him. She wanted to chase after him, but was dragged away by a homeless man.

She was pinned to the ground, struggling in vain.

There was a group of people standing around me.

Xu Fengnian, Song Qianyu, Cheng Linhao, Tang Wanwan, Song Qiu.

They were all standing by, laughing and clapping, but no one helped her.

"help me!"

Song Qianyi gasped in shock, her hands flailing wildly in the air.

Ji Jingshen had just closed his eyes when he heard the sound and was suddenly awakened.

Seeing Song Qianyi with her eyes closed, shouting and moving around randomly, he knew she was having a nightmare. He reached out and took her hand: "Qianyi, I'm here."