"Qiang, why are you wasting so many words on her? Hurry up, Brother is waiting impatiently," one person beside them said irritably, his greedy gaze fixed on An Ran as if she were already undressed.
"Hao, when will you stop being so desperate, like you haven’t had meat before? Isn’t Boss here too?" Qiang looked at the man with disdain, his eyes full of scorn.
From their conversation, An Ran already knew they wouldn’t let her off easily. Remembering what Wang Xiaoyi had told her before and Angle’s unusual behavior today, she regretted thinking people were too kind.
Looking at the two still arguing, An Ran’s tiny face was filled with terror, but her eyes secretly assessed the four of them. She had to save herself, no matter what, she had to break out.
The person referred to as Boss seemed to be the oldest, his face expressionless as he stared ahead, his eyes unfocused. The other person, who had remained silent, seemed the youngest and watched the argument with great interest.
An Ran tightened her grip again and again. Just as the two turned to Boss for his opinion, she suddenly dashed towards the youngest man, knocking him askew, and broke out of their encirclement, desperately running towards the end of the alley, shouting for help.
"Damn it, that little wench dares to run," Qiang spat and was the first to chase after her, with the others close behind.
For a moment, An Ran’s cries for help and the angry curses of the thugs echoed through the alley, yet no lights came on in the windows of the houses on both sides. Helplessness and despair rose again from the depths of her heart, but she kept running desperately.
"Little wench, where do you think you’re running to?"
Hao was the first to catch up with An Ran, grabbing her arm and violently throwing her forward.
An Ran screamed as she fell to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in her palms and knees.
"Run again? If you can escape from us, I’ll call you grandpa," Hao said as he advanced towards An Ran.
"No, I know you’re Angel’s men, please let me go, I won’t work at the bar anymore."
Ignoring the pain in her legs, An Ran shrank backward, only to quickly find herself cornered.
"Let you go? Let you go and we’ve wasted half the night watching for nothing?"
An Ran had never imagined she would end up in such a situation. Facing those unfamiliar faces, she could only resist with all her strength.
She didn’t know how long she could hold out, only feeling that not only was the night dark, but her world was also engulfed in darkness.
Her mind went blank, and the only face she could think of was Mu Xingfeng.
The last time she met Ye Sheng, Mu Xingfeng had burst in like a god and saved her, but now, who would come to save her?
She regretted it. She should have listened to Mu Xingfeng and not worked in that kind of place. She thought the last incident was an accident, but who knew if there would be another one.
If she could have another chance, she would definitely listen to Mu Xingfeng, but countless regrets couldn’t bring back even one redo. Mu Xingfeng had left in anger and hadn’t contacted her for a whole month. She felt their proper way of dealing with each other was to act as strangers and passers-by, yet at this moment, her mind was filled with that god-like man.