Suddenly, it struck her: given Sun Haoran's temperament, he wouldn't resort to using a bottle as a weapon. Moreover, he had a physical advantage in a fight. So, it must have been the weaker party who had ambushed him with the bottle. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Staring at the trail of blood, she grew increasingly worried about Sun Haoran's safety. She decided to call the police—even if her own affairs came to light, she couldn't let Sun Haoran risk his life for her.
Just as Su Qing was about to fetch her phone, a noise came from the doorway. Sun Haoran, covered in blood, staggered in. Su Qing froze at the sight, then rushed over to support him, helping him lean against the sofa.
Supporting Sun Haoran was a struggle for Su Qing, and the few steps left her drenched in sweat. But she paid no mind, tears streaming down her face as she looked at his battered state. Her voice trembling, she asked, "Haoran... Haoran, are you okay? Why is there so much blood? We... we should call an ambulance..."
"I'm fine. Just got hit on the head. I'll be okay after some bandaging."
"But... you've lost so much blood... Are you really alright?"
"It's nothing, just looks worse than it is. Oh, your phone!"
Trembling, Sun Haoran pulled a phone from his pocket and handed it to Su Qing. He managed a weak smile and said, "I got it back for you!"
"You fool, why worry about the phone at a time like this... If I'd known you'd go this far, I wouldn't have asked you to get it back..."
"That wouldn't do. This phone..." He paused, and the atmosphere grew heavy. Su Qing, reminded of the underlying issues, felt uneasy and stammered, "I... I'll bandage you up first and apply some disinfectant. We'll go to the hospital later, okay?"
"Mm... alright... I'll do as you say."
Su Qing glanced at him and stood up to fetch the first aid kit. But the bedsheet she had hastily wrapped around herself had loosened. While crouching, it had barely stayed on, but as she stood, it slipped to the floor and tangled around her feet. Losing her balance, she stumbled and fell half-naked onto Sun Haoran.
Having lost a significant amount of blood, Sun Haoran had been too enraged earlier to notice, but now he felt dizzy and weak. Seeing Su Qing so concerned for him moved him deeply, but he was already... As his thoughts wandered, Su Qing let out a startled "Ah!" and collapsed half-naked on top of him.
Seeing a pair of snow-white jade-like breasts swaying right before his eyes, and catching a glimpse of a faint, shadowy dark forest between them as he looked down, Sun Haoran immediately felt a reaction. The surge in blood pressure caused fresh blood to flow from his forehead, which had just stopped bleeding. Su Qing, her face flushed crimson, propped herself up and hurriedly grabbed the bedsheet to drape over herself, blocking the revealing view.
Noticing that Sun Haoran was still staring at her chest with an unsatisfied expression, Su Qing inwardly cursed and scolded him in a coquettish tone:
"Ugh, you pervert! Stop staring!"
"Uh... Su Qing... I... I..."
"Hmph..."
Su Qing glared at Sun Haoran but then remembered that he had gotten seriously injured while helping her. She had been the one to accidentally fall, so she couldn't blame him. Besides... he had already seen her completely naked in the bedroom earlier. Her nudity was no longer a secret to him, and he also knew about... the gang rape by those thugs.
Su Qing sighed inwardly, pushing aside her chaotic thoughts. For now, the priority was to bandage Sun Haoran's wound. Tightening the bedsheet around herself, she rushed into the room to fetch the first aid kit.
She first used a towel to wipe the blood from Sun Haoran's forehead, then disinfected the wound with alcohol. Sun Haoran remained remarkably resilient, not crying out in pain. Su Qing thought that if it were her younger brother, he would have been rolling around in tears, screaming in agony. After cleaning and disinfecting the wound, she took out a bandage and began wrapping it around his head. Inevitably, the two ended up pressed close together.
Sun Haoran gazed at his goddess's face so near, taking in her delicate features and her slightly pouty, fragrant lips. Unable to resist any longer, he leaned up and kissed Su Qing. She sprang back instantly, covering her mouth and glaring at him. Sun Haoran flusteredly tried to explain.
"Su Qing... I... I didn't mean to... I..."
"Hmph, fine... consider it... a reward for saving me. But don't try anything like that again!"
"Mm... okay... alright."
Su Qing narrowed her eyes and stared at Sun Haoran for a few seconds. Just as he began to feel uncomfortable under her gaze, she leaned down again and focused on bandaging his wound. Sun Haoran swallowed hard as he watched her, and when Su Qing lowered her head to meet his eyes, he coughed and looked away.
Once the bandage was secured, both fell into silence. Eventually, Su Qing broke the quiet, unable to hold back any longer, and poured out everything that had happened over the past two days. As she spoke, she broke down in tears. She had been holding in so much pain and couldn't share it with anyone—not her parents, her brother, or even Jiang Yun. She had borne the agony alone, too afraid to tell a soul.
"Wah... Haoran, what should I do? They definitely won't let this go."
"Don't worry, I'll protect you."
"But... you can't always be by my side."
"I... I can stay with you all the time!"
"Don't say silly things... Besides... who knows if they still have copies of those photos and videos... If they use them to threaten me, I don't know what I'll do... Wah..."
"I'll think of something... Don't worry..."
Sun Haoran reached out and embraced Su Qing. She struggled slightly but then allowed herself to be held in his arms. Her heart was filled with confusion, and she truly needed someone to lean on. Sun Haoran's actions this time had indeed given her a sense of security. She had always thought of him as honest, kind-hearted, and somewhat timid, but his courage in driving away Luo Qiang and his gang had completely changed her opinion of him.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the door. Su Qing wiped away her tears and flusteredly pulled herself out of Sun Haoran's embrace. Just then, three figures stepped into the room—it was Luo Qiang and his two companions, who had returned, each gripping a baseball bat. Su Qing felt a surge of fear as she took in their aggressive demeanor. Sun Haoran, struggling, rose from the sofa, his tall frame standing protectively in front of her, which brought her a sliver of comfort.
"Damn it! Do you really think we're pushovers? Let's teach him a lesson, boys!"
"Su Qing, step back!"
Luo Qiang and the other two charged forward with furious shouts. Sun Haoran met them head-on. Su Qing couldn't hold back a scream as she watched the bats strike his body. Ignoring the pain, Sun Haoran lunged forward and grabbed the thinnest of the trio, Shou Hou, flinging him with all his might. Shou Hou was thrown several meters away, collapsing to the ground with a pained groan as his bat clattered aside.
The other two, intimidated by Sun Haoran's ferocity, kept their distance, swinging their bats from afar. The situation grew tense, but Sun Haoran, unarmed, was at a clear disadvantage. Seeing this, Su Qing quickly darted over, picked up Shou Hou's discarded bat, and with a sharp cry, tossed it to Sun Haoran. Once he had the bat in hand, he immediately gained the upper hand, forcing the other two to retreat while fending off his attacks.
With a powerful swing, Sun Haoran's bat collided heavily with Luo Qiang's. The impact sent a numbing shock through Luo Qiang's palm, and his bat flew from his grasp. Sun Haoran stepped forward and seized Luo Qiang by the collar, ready to throw him aside as well, when a sharp cry of pain came from behind him. Turning, he saw that Shou Hou had somehow gotten back on his feet, one hand gripping Su Qing's hair and the other holding a flick knife poised in front of her.
"Let her go!"
"You let my boss go first!"
"Don't you dare move... I... I'll..."
"Haoran, don't let go! He wouldn't dare stab me!"
"I wouldn't dare?! Watch me!"
Shou Hou's voice was hoarse with rage, his hand trembling slightly as he gripped the knife, as if on the verge of losing control. Su Qing stared at the gleaming blade, her fear mounting. Sun Haoran immediately released Luo Qiang, raising both hands in a placating gesture.
"Calm down! I've let him go!"
"Drop the bat!"
"Alright, I'll drop it. Now let Su Qing go!"
As Sun Haoran tossed the bat aside and was about to speak, Luo Qiang suddenly kicked him from behind. Caught off balance, Sun Haoran stumbled to the ground. The chubby guy rushed over, swinging his bat down hard, while Luo Qiang added a few more kicks.
"Stop! Please, stop hitting him... Sob... Please don't!"
"Damn it! Thought you were tough, huh?! Playing the hero to save the beauty, were you?!"
"Beat this fat bastard to death! He ruined our plans!"
"Ah... Let... let Su Qing go!"
"You think I'll listen to you? Hell no!"
"Sob... Haoran... Please, stop hitting him... I'm begging you..."
Su Qing wept and pleaded, but the three of them remained unmoved. They vented their rage on Sun Haoran with relentless kicks and punches for a long time. Sun Haoran lay weakly on the ground, still reaching out in Su Qing's direction. Skinny Monkey released Su Qing's hair, and she hurried over to Sun Haoran, kneeling beside him and clutching his hand.
"Wuwu... Haoran... how are you...?"
"As long as... you're okay... I'm sorry... I couldn't protect you..."
"You fool, you fool... Wuwu... Why are you so foolish? Are you alright...?"
"Aiya, so touching, it almost brings tears to my eyes."
"Yeah, truly moving, hahahahaha!"
"Damn it, tie up this fat bastard!"
"Right away, but boss, could you change the nickname? Calling me 'fat bastard' kinda hurts my feelings!"
Luo Qiang lifted his head and kicked Fatty, who pouted and took the rope from Luo Qiang, preparing to bind Sun Haoran. Seeing this, Su Qing quickly stretched out her arms to block them.
"What are you doing? Stop it! You've already beaten him like this!"
"Little bitch, I haven't even settled the score with you yet!"
"Ah... let go... of me..."
Luo Qiang stepped forward, grabbed Su Qing by the hair, and yanked her toward him. Then, he slapped her across the face. Su Qing cried out in pain, covering her cheek and shrinking back fearfully.
"You little slut, daring to resist? Seems like I didn't fuck you thoroughly enough last time!"
"...Let... her... go..."
"Go to hell! Still acting tough in front of me? Hurry up and tie him!"
"Yes, boss."
Fatty and Skinny Monkey twisted Sun Haoran's arms behind his back, tied him up tightly with rope, wrapped his feet several times, and finally sealed his mouth with duct tape. Watching Sun Haoran squirm helplessly on the ground, the two laughed and kicked him a few more times. Su Qing reached out again to stop them but was yanked back by Luo Qiang.
"Slut, still thinking about someone else, huh?"
"It's not Haoran's fault... Wuwu... Please let him go..."
"Let him go? Hah! It's not that easy. Today, I'm going to fuck you right in front of him!"
"You... shameless!"
"Hehe, hurry up and strip, then get on your knees and stick your ass out for me!"
"Get away... let Haoran go..."
"Damn bitch, still resisting? Hey, you two, beat him up!"
Hearing this, Fatty and Skinny Monkey launched a fierce round of kicks at Sun Haoran. Seeing this, Su Qing immediately stopped struggling and turned her head to plead:
"Stop hitting him... Don't hit him... I... I'll take it off..."
Sun Haoran thrashed violently on the ground, but the ropes were too tight to break free. With his mouth taped, he could only make muffled grunts. Su Qing turned her head away, closed her eyes, and untied the sheet wrapped around her, standing naked in the middle of the group.
"Get on your knees and stick your ass out!"
Su Qing clenched her fists, tears of humiliation dripping from the corners of her eyes onto the ground. Seeing that Su Qing hadn't complied, Fatty raised his leg and stomped on Sun Haoran, who let out a muffled groan. Su Qing quickly cried out to stop him:
"Don't... I... I'll do it..."
Su Qing knelt with her back to Luo Qiang, facing the unconscious Sun Haoran lying on the ground. Sun Haoran made muffled sounds as if trying to speak, but Su Qing dared not meet his gaze, shutting her eyes and turning her head away. Meanwhile, Luo Qiang leaned down, inserting his fingers into her vagina and moving them back and forth.
"Damn, this little slut's pussy is already wet. You say no, but deep down you're craving for me to fuck you, aren't you?"
"Mmm... ah..."
"Your slutty hole still has my cum in it, and you dare to resist? Today, my brothers and I are going to teach you a proper lesson."
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