âYe Qiao! â Xu Ran, who had been waiting for her at the door, saw her and quickly ran over. Her face was full of tears.
âWhereâs an Xin? â Ye Qiao asked in a low voice. As she spoke, she took the lead and strode into the karaoke room!
âTheyâre all on the second floor! An Xin is still being bullied by those people! â Xu ran said while crying.
Ye Qiao Strode up the stairs. Inside the karaoke room, the light was dim, the lights were red, the wine was green, and the room was filled with a foul atmosphere. The soundproofing of the private room was not good, and it was filled with the harsh and out-of-tune singing.
She had just reached the second floor when she saw Ouyang and the others. âGrandpa Qiao! â Seeing her, they felt like they had seen their savior!
âWhereâs an Xin? ! â Ye Qiao asked loudly. She was really anxious. A silly student who had just entered the university was in the hands of these hooligans!
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âSheâs still inside. They let her drink. â As Ouyang spoke, Ye Qiaoâs slender and tall figure had already arrived at the door of the private room. Her entire body was emitting a murderous aura!
She raised her foot and fiercely kicked the door of the private room open. Amidst the out-of-tune singing, there was the faint sound of a girl crying. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol assaulted her face!
In the private room, a group of hooligans were having fun when the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open. All of them stopped what they were doing. In the dim light, ye Qiao saw an Xin being grabbed by a man. He was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and forcing her to drink.
âWhere did this girl come from? ! Are you looking for death? ! â The Hooligans snapped back to their senses and shouted.
At that moment, ye Qiao entered the private room and pressed the switch.
In the private room, the incandescent lamp lit up. It was as bright as day, and it also lit up the fierce faces.
âMaster Qiao! â An Xin saw ye Qiao and cried. She wanted to struggle, but she was still hugged by the bald man who was wearing a sleeveless denim vest and had a tattoo on his arm.
The expression on an Xinâs face was one of fear and helplessness.
Ye Qiao was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. She had a high ponytail and was dressed in a neutral outfit. She walked toward the coffee table.
Her face looked sweet, but her eyes were fierce and sharp. âLet Her Go! â She said sternly.
âLittle girl! Watch your attitude! Thatâs brother long! You Canât afford to offend him! â One of the hooligans yelled at her.
âYo, where did this little girl come from? She looks pretty good. She has a personality! â Brother long sized up ye Qiao and said with a wicked smile.
His handsome and valiant look was much better than the weak little girl in his arms!
âLet Her Go! â Ye Qiao yelled again. With an Xin in their hands, she didnât dare to force herself!
âGirl, Iâll let her go. Do you want to drink with me? â Brother Long said with a wicked smile.
Ye Qiao snorted and said straightforwardly, âSure! Let Her Go First! â
âThere are so many people here. Iâm not afraid of you running away! â Brother Long said and released an Xin from his arms. An Xin didnât look like she was bullied. Her clothes were in good condition, but she was so scared that she couldnât stop crying.
Ye Qiao stepped forward, pulled her up, and helped her to the door. Brother Longâs men immediately stopped her.
They stopped her, afraid that she would go out.
âAfter you go out, you leave this place immediately, understand? â Ye Qiao lowered his head and whispered into an Xinâs ear. He gently patted an Xinâs back to comfort her.
After saying that, he pushed an xin out of the door. An Xin quickly ran out, and when she reached the door, she looked at the private room uneasily. âMaster Qiao... â
At that moment, the door of the room was closed from the inside.
âMaster Qiao! â Ouyang and the others called out in unison, their hearts burning with anxiety.
However, they still followed ye Qiaoâs instructions and went downstairs to look for security.