223 Aftermath
After those beasts left, Zhuang Meng still lay on the sofa in a daze.
Shen Luo was a little afraid. She wanted to look for the Manager, but before she could leave, Zhuang Meng grabbed her wrist. She begged in a daze, âDonât tell anyone. Donât tell himâ¦â
Shen Luo sat down in confusion and asked with a frown, âWhy shouldnât I tell? Donât you want to call the police?â
Zhuang Meng shook her head. She hugged her legs and curled up on the sofa. âI canât call the police. If I do, my life will be over.â
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âZhuang Meng?â Shen Luo did not understand why she still looked like she cared about her chastity after being in this line of work for so many years.
It was only when she saw the blood flowing out from between Zhuang Mengâs legs that she looked up in shock and her eyes widened. âItâs your first time?â
Zhuang Meng did not answer her question. Instead, she grabbed Shen Luoâs hand. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and her nails were almost digging into Shen Luoâs flesh. Shen Luo gritted her teeth in pain. Zhuang Meng loosened her grip slightly and ground her teeth as she asked, âWhy didnât you save me just now?â
âIâm was scared too.â Shen Luo was in so much pain her tears began to flow.
She had to admit that she had hoped that Zhuang Meng would not care too much about this matter. The incident was, at most, a little embarrassing. People like them did not take who they slept with too seriously.
She just did not expect that a hostess who had joined the company earlier than her was actually a virgin.
However, after the incident, Shen Luo asked herself, if she had known earlier, would she have risked her life to save Zhuang Meng?
Of course not.
Even if she did not care, Shen Luo did not want to be besmirched. She did not want to be gang raped. Even if she knew the truth, she would not have helped.
Thinking of this, Shen Luo felt a rare sense of guilt.
She found some toilet paper and stuffed it into Zhuang Mengâs hand. She trembled and said, âYou-you should clean up quickly. Then Iâll send you home to rest.â
Zhuang Meng shook her head gently, her nails digging into her flesh. Her red eyes stared fixedly at the door of the private room and tears fell from her eyes.
Shen Luo did not know how to comfort her, so she sat beside Zhuang Meng to keep her company.
The manager of the bar had not seen the two of them for a long time. He walked over and knocked on the door. He stood outside impatiently and said, âShen Luo, Zhuang Meng, what are you two doing? Didnât the guests leave long ago?â
âWeâll be right out!â Shen Luo shouted with a trembling voice. Then, she steeled his heart and snatched the tissue from Zhuang Mengâs hand. She opened Zhuang Mengâs legs to help her wipe up the blood.
However, she only wiped it twice before she felt disgusted. She threw away the tissue in disgust and turned away to avoid the sight. âDo it yourself. We have to go out quickly, or the Manager will find out.â
Only then did Zhuang Meng move. She staggered to her feet, silently wiped her tears and cleaned herself up. Then, she put the dirty toilet paper into her bag, wiped her tears, and opened the door of the private room.
The moment the Manager saw Zhuang Meng, he could tell that she had been crying. He frowned and could not help but ask, âWhatâs wrong? Did someone bully you?â
He looked at Shen Luo hesitantly, but Zhuang Meng suddenly grabbed her arm and shook her head with forced calm. âItâs fine. Those guests didnât tip us.â
The Manager immediately sneered and shook off Zhuang Mengâs hand. He smiled disdainfully. âIs that all? I thought something had happened to you. You just kept the guests company while they drank and didnât do anything else. If the guests donât give you a tip, so be it. Whatâs the big deal?â
âYes, I was greedy.â Zhuang Meng lowered her head and hugged her arms. Her thin body looked even weaker and more helpless as she stood at the door of the private room.
The Manager patted her shoulder helplessly and said, âSince you understand, go about your business. You have to vacate the private room. There will be guests arriving later.â
Zhuang Meng nodded obediently. After watching the Manager leave, she finally could not help but squat on the ground.
Shen Luo walked to her side and held her trembling shoulders. She asked softly, âDo you fancy the Manager?â
Zhuang Meng immediately looked up at her in horror and shook her head in agitation. âI donât. Donât talk nonsense! I donât!â
With that, she ran back to the lounge as if crazed.
Shen Luo was afraid that something would happen to her, so she quickly followed her. When she saw Zhuang Meng fling herself on the dressing table, she sighed and poured her a glass of water. âAre you hungry? Do you want me to get you something to eat?â
Zhuang Meng propped herself up and collapsed onto the sofa. She shook her head and said, âNo. Go out. I want to be alone for a while.â
âSo you didnât stay with the victim until dawn?â Wu Zheng asked thoughtfully, tapping the table.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Shen Luo nodded and grabbed the edge of the table nervously. She leaned over the table and asked with her eyes wide open, âWill I be fired after telling you all these things?â