As Chang Mingkai attempted to pry off Mo Ning's pants, he was suddenly forcefully thrown to the ground by a great force.
Feeling that the hands and weight on her had been lifted, Mo Ning gradually opened her eyes which she had shut earlier because she didn't want to see Chang Mingkai's sweaty and disgusting body.
Immediately, she was met with striking blue eyes that appeared oddly familiar to her.
Instant joy filled her soul.
She wasn't violated, she had been rescued. This here was her saviour. Maybe fate wasn't so cruel after all. She lifted the side of her lips a little as a sign of appreciation since she still couldn't speak.
Shen Mucheng returned the smile and immediately entered the washroom to retrieve a towel which he proceeded to soak with cold water.
He knew, that she was definitely drugged after seeing her current state.
After he got the towel, he wanted to wipe her body with it but she immediately withdrew from his touch.
He didn't get angry that she didn't appreciate his kind gesture even after rescuing her ;he understood that she was still shaken by what she had almost been put through.
He watched her expression which revealed how frightened she felt. He decided that he had to be patient with her.
"I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to wipe your body with a cold towel to reduce the drug's effect. " Shen Mucheng spoke softly in an attempt to make her drop her guard a little bit.
She didn't react but continued to stare at him with suspicion in her eyes. After trying to convince her for a while, she finally let him wipe her body, after which she felt slightly better.
She opened her mouth in an attempt to speak, but no words came out. As he noticed the movement of her lips, he knew she wanted to say something but her throat was probably too dry.
He stood up without a word and fetched her a glass of water. After feeding her the water, she opened her mouth and mumbled a thank you to Shen Mucheng. Since she didn't have much strength, she refrained from saying any other word.
She bent her knees to her chest and put her face in between.
Watching the person in front of him, he was glad he made the decision to follow them.
He had just come out of the private room when he perceived that same tantalizing scent from the elevator and he instantly knew that she was close by. He turned his head in all direction before he noticed her in another man's arms.
She looked vulnerable, like she was drunk. He felt instant jealousy, he couldn't understand why he was jealous when the lady in question obviously had nothing to do with him.
Looking closely, the entire situation seemed weird. Why would she be so wasted as to pass out and have to be carried out?
They had met barely an hour ago, no matter how low her alcohol tolerance was, she couldn't be wasted in just an hour. He decided to follow them.
There was no harm in that anyway. If everything was alright and it was just his imagination, then he could always return to his friends.
When he saw that the elevator didn't go down but went up to the third floor and stopped, he had a bad feeling.
He quickly turned around and made his way towards the service stairs and went to the third floor.
He got to the third floor right in time to see which room she was carried into. He sped walked to the room door but refrained from bursting into the room in a violent manner.
He wanted to observe and understand the situation before interfering.
He watched through the cracks of the opened door as the man who carried her into the room stripped off his clothes.
He wondered why someone would leave his room door open when he knew he would strip directly in front of the door. Wasn't he worried that he would be seen?
Abandoning the thought as it had nothing to do with him, he suddenly looked and saw that the man was trying to remove the ladies pants it was then he noticed her blouse was already lying on the ground.
Without the slightest bit of hesitation, he dashed into the room and yanked the man off the lady. No matter whether they were involved or not, the man trying to force himself on her while she was unconscious was also considered as rape.
He wouldn't stand around and just allow that to happen right before him.
When her eyes flickered and her thick lashes that were fanning her face raised, he was greatly moved. But right now wasn't the time for that. He saw her eyes open and the emotions in them as she saw him, spoke volumes. But he could also see her fear in them.
He was glad he had interfered right on time, if not how would things have played out.
He shifted slightly to look in the direction he had thrown the man earlier and noticed that his clothes that were originally on the floor were missing.
He had probably run away. But he would make sure the old geezer pays for what he had just done.