"No, no—help, someone help me—"
She lay exhausted on the sofa, wailing.
President Wang was sitting on top of her, pinning her down with no room to struggle, and her pants were about to be pulled down—
Just then, a displeased, low and husky voice came from behind, "This kind of thing is better with willing participants."
Ye Tongtong, being held down, couldn't turn around and could only desperately cry for help, "Save me, help—"
President Wang paused, annoyed, and turned back.
He saw a tall, very handsome man standing outside the booth, looking at him coldly.
"Young man, don't be a busybody."
President Wang was on a roll, why would he care about that?
He turned back and continued to try to pull down Ye Tongtong's pants.
Ye Tongtong was so frightened she started crying loudly, "Don't touch me, you beast, you brute, let me go!"
Suddenly, President Wang felt his wrist grabbed and then lifted upward, hauling his whole body up with the motion.
"Aaaahhh—"
