Happy New Year, Happy Reunion (13)

"It doesn't have to do with the amount of money. Trust is an important factor for us. You can just blame God for your destiny. You two, go take off her clothes. You there, record it! Don't forget to give that tape to our employer!" the leader of the gang ordered. 

Yan Ruoxi was devastated…

"Don't touch me… I'll bite my tongue to commit suicide!" 

"Whatever. Even if you kill yourself, we'll still rape your dead body. If you cooperate with us, we won't need to kill you…"

Even using her life as a threat was useless. Yan Ruoxi was in utter despair. 

She cried, "Huo Siqian, please save me…"

She knew that that was impossible. She wasn't in a movie where the hero would come save the damsel in distress. 

Her coat was ripped off her and her shirt was unbuttoned. 

Yan Ruoxi cried with despair. She hated Mo Xue'er to her core…

"Looks like they're really people unafraid of death, even daring to touch my people."