Hearing Mu Yanyan's words, a few of the strong men exchanged glances and said pervertedly, "President Lu's woman, then we'll have to bring out our skills to serve her. Although we don't have President Lu's power, wealth, power, or looks, we're not bad in bed, hahaha."
Mu Yanyan was very satisfied. "Then you guys hurry up and have fun. I'm going out."
As Mu Yanyan walked out, the image of Lu Yeming's handsome face and elegant demeanor surfaced in her mind. She thought to herself, What are those able-bodied men? Big Brother Yeming's power, wealth, status, and looks are all there. No man in this world can match up to him.
Most importantly, Brother Yeming's skills in bed must be superb as well.
Now, she would let those lowly underlings gang rape Jun Xiqing and kill her. Brother Yeming would be hers from now on!
…
In the tent.
The few able-bodied men couldn't wait to walk over. "Little beauty, come, accompany us to have some fun."
One of the men pounced on Jun Xiqing.
Jun Xiqing had already secretly untied the ropes. When the man pounced on her, she lifted her leg and kicked him in the crotch.
The man couldn't dodge in time and was kicked.
"Ah!"
The man screamed.
Jun Xiqing turned and ran.
"Damn it, this woman is quite fierce. Looks like I'll have to show you what I'm made of."
Another burly man grabbed Jun Xiqing's long hair and slammed her forehead against the corner of the cabinet.
Jun Xiqing felt dizzy. Her forehead was injured and a stream of blood flowed down.
The man reached out and threw Jun Xiqing onto the bed. "Don't fight with me. I want to be the first."
"Hurry up then. We can't wait any longer."
The man pounced on Jun Xiqing and tore a piece of Jun Xiqing's collar.
The beautiful ribs of her fan were exposed. The girl's fair skin was like the finest lamb fat, making one's mouth water.
"Little sl * t, you've already been played by President Lu. What's the big deal about a few more men playing with you? Why are you acting like a chaste woman now? Hurry up and let us enjoy ourselves."
That burly man took off his trousers …
…
Mu Yanyan stood outside the tent, listening to the commotion inside. Her lips curled up maliciously. Jun Xiqing had probably been raped, hadn't she?
At this time, a few bulletproof presidential luxury cars sped over and stopped.
Fan Men respectfully opened the back door and Lu Yeming stepped out.
Lu Yeming was dressed in a black trench coat. His features were exquisite and dignified, and his every movement exuded the aura of an emperor.
He had brought a group of elite men in plain clothes with weapons strapped to their waists.
"Brother Yeming, why are you here?" Mu Yanyan ran up to him.
Lu Yeming's deep almond-shaped eyes landed on Mu Yanyan's delicate face, his voice low as he moved his thin lips. "Where's Jun Xiqing?"
Mu Yanyan's gaze became evasive and she lied, "She … she's not with me …"
"Bang!" A bullet was fired.
The shot had come from inside the tent.
Lu Yeming's cold gaze landed on the tent in front of him. His handsome features froze over as he strode forward.
"Brother Yeming, don't go in. Don't be bewitched by Jun Xiqing anymore … Ah!"
Before Mu Yanyan could finish her words, Lu Yeming's large hand, which was covered in a black leather glove, pinched her little face. His aura was menacing and cold. "If anything happens to her, the entire Mu family will be buried with her!"
With that, Lu Yeming pushed her away.
Reaching out, he lifted the flap of the tent and walked in.
There were a few able-bodied men in the tent, their clothes disheveled. Two of them had taken off their shirts and Jun Xiqing was curled up at the corner of the bed. Her dress was already torn, revealing her fair skin. One look and anyone would know what had happened inside.
Jun Xiqing held a gun in her hand, the barrel still smoking. The man who had been on top of her had already collapsed.
Lu Yeming's almond-shaped eyes were so dark that they seemed bottomless. He walked forward.
"Hey, who are you? We need to deal with this little b * tch. Why did you come in and cause trouble?"
One of the able-bodied men pointed at Lu Yeming.
Lu Yeming didn't look sideways, his gaze fixed on Jun Xiqing's little face. When he passed by the able-bodied man, he reached out to hold his hand, bending it gently.
With a crack, the able-bodied man knelt on the ground in pain.
"Who are you? Get out of here!"
The other able-bodied men also surrounded Lu Yeming, ready to attack him.
Only then did Lu Yeming's cold gaze land on them. He scanned their faces impassively. No one saw clearly how he had attacked them. In just a few seconds, the able-bodied men had all collapsed.
Dressed in a black trench coat, he looked like the King of Hell. He stepped on one of the able-bodied men's back, pulled out the gun at his waist and stuffed the muzzle into one of the men's mouths. His thin lips curved into a nonchalant smile. "Who were you calling a little b * tch just now, hm?"
That able-bodied man broke out in cold sweat, shaking his head. At this moment, he felt his lower body heat up and he was so scared that he peed his pants.
Lu Yeming licked his handsome right cheek with the tip of his tongue, slowly retracting the gun.
Turning around, he walked towards Jun Xiqing.
Jun Xiqing's delicate face was crystal white, the blood on her forehead making her look even more pitiful. But there was no panic in her bright eyes, they were clear and calm.
Lu Yeming knelt on one knee on the bed, his large hand taking the gun from her hand and throwing it aside. Lifting his long fingers, he took off his black trench coat, draping it over her smooth shoulders.
He wrapped her delicate body with the coat. "Are you hurt?"
Jun Xiqing looked at him, shaking her head.
Lu Yeming stretched his arms out, pulling her into his embrace. His soft lips kissed her cold little face, he said in a low voice, "It's alright, I'm here. No one can hurt you."
Jun Xiqing lowered her long lashes, not saying a word.
"Brother Yeming." At this moment, Mu Yanyan ran in. "Don't be bewitched by Jun Xiqing anymore. I'm the one who truly loves you."
Lu Yeming held Jun Xiqing in his arms, his large hands caressing her cold little hands, warming her with his own warmth. He didn't lift his eyes, only saying, "Did you find all this trash?"
"That's right, it was me, Brother Yeming …"
Lu Yeming's malicious gaze landed on a burly man, he said nonchalantly, "Second Miss of the Mu family, I'm giving her to you now. If you don't kill her, you'll be the ones to die."
Mu Yanyan sucked in a breath of cold air. What was Brother Yeming saying?
Brother Yeming was giving her to these lowly people?
No, her body would only be touched by Brother Yeming. She would only serve Brother Yeming for the rest of her life!
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