Gao Han was still in prison. If she were seen at a hotel...
Thinking of this, Ye Tianjiao quickly got up from the bed and got dressed.
Ah Chuan was thinking about what excuse to use to get Ye Tianjiao out when she left on her own. He saw her heading towards the elevator after she checked out from the hotel.
Knowing that she was going to the underground garage to get her car, Ah Chuan gave an order to the people there.
As soon as Ye Tianjiao stepped out of the elevator, someone put a hand over her mouth.
"Mmm." She struggled desperately.
Someone held her mouth and wrapped an arm tightly around her waist, pulling her close.
Even though it was early autumn, the weather was still stifling, especially in the enclosed space of a garage.
The person was drenched in sweat, the scent of which was penetrating her clothes, making Ye Tianjiao feel sick.
"Pretty lady, hehe, how about a drink with me?" the man whispered in her ear. The smell of sweat mixed with alcohol invaded her nose.
Just when Ye Tianjiao thought she couldn’t take it anymore, the man finally let go of her mouth.
"Let go of me." Once she could speak, Ye Tianjiao started yelling.
"So noisy!" Another man shouted, silencing the frightened Ye Tianjiao.
The man squinted at her, smiling drunkenly: "Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you. Give up already."
"Who are you people? Do you know who I am?" Ye Tianjiao asked, terrified.
Those men didn’t want to waste time talking. They dragged her away.
"I’m Ye Tianjiao, wife of Gao Han and the heiress of Ye Corporation. Let go of me if you don’t want to die." Ye Tianjiao struggled desperately.
"Help! Save me!" When her threats didn’t work, Ye Tianjiao changed her tactic and started calling for help.
"Someone save me." Perhaps because she was too tired from yelling, her cries for help got weaker and quieter until they were barely audible.
As the men were doing all these, someone was secretly filming all of this.
Jun Mochan looked at the evidence in his hand with a smile on his face and a dark look in his eyes. No one could tell what he was thinking.
"Ranran, what do you want to do?" Jun Mochan looked at Ye Ranran.
If this evidence was made public, Ye Tianjiao’s reputation would be ruined. She would lose all her standing in high society.
"Give it to the media." Ye Ranran glanced at the video recorder on the table.
Jun Mochan nodded at Ah Chuan: "Hand it over."
"Yes." Ah Chuan picked up the video recorder and left.
Ye Ranran’s eyes sparkled with a demonic glow: "Honey, do you think Ye Tianjiao will come begging me to let her go?"
"I don’t know about Ye Tianjiao, but her mother definitely will. I hope my wife won’t soften up." Jun Mochan nipped at her earlobe.
Ye Ranran stiffened, her cheeks flushing red: "What are you doing? We’re still in the living room."
"So what? We’re at home, Maid Wu and the others won’t see us." Jun Mochan’s hand slipped under Ye Ranran’s hem.
Ye Ranran tried to put some distance between them, but Jun Mochan seemed to sense her intention and he tightened his grip.
Ye Ranran gave a surprised cry, and she ended up sprawled on the sofa with Jun Mochan towering above her.
Until she was completely devoured, Ye Ranran was still bewildered. How did a business talk turn into such a situation?
"Shocking! Heiress Caught in Scandalous Photos."
"Rich Heiress’ Wild Personal Life."