Mo Qing was stunned on the spot. It was not that she was helpless, but she did not dare to imagine that Wei Wei, whom she had always regarded as a confidant, would say such a thing.
The man casually took the cigarette out of his mouth and stared in Mo Qing's direction with a mocking expression. "Who else do you want to call? I'll allow you to call, but it's hard to say if it will end up like this."
Mo Qing was even more desperate because other than Wei Wei, she had no other friends. This was because she believed that friendship was the same as love. They both needed to be loyal. As long as there was a third party, friendship would disappear with the wind.
And what she thought of as friendship was just a joke.
At this moment, she could no longer have any thoughts of escaping. When a huge sense of despair enveloped her, her legs went weak.
