Accessory To Rape

"One yuan for making a phone call and one yuan for the bus ride, two is enough, thank you." Gu Xiaoran took only two coins.

"Young Master Mo has arranged a car for you, Miss Gu."

"It's okay, I want to walk by myself."

Ding Jian did not insist. He opened the door of the secretary's office and sent Gu Xiaoran out.

The office building of Dynasty was so impressive that one wouldn't dare to look around.

Accompanied by Ding Jian, Gu Xiaoran took the elevator down and walked to the entrance of the building. Everyone she met either just smiled or nodded politely without making her feel embarrassed.

That made her heave a sigh of relief.

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Sitting in a cafe, Gu Xiaoran looked coldly at the woman opposite her.

Aunt Xiang put a paper bag on the table, "Your clothes have been washed, Miss Gu, all the things in the pockets are still there."

Dynasty had transferred a large sum of money to her account early in the morning. It was obvious that Mo Qing had been very satisfied with her arrangement the night before.

She dared not offend anyone whom Mo Qing had taken a fancy to.

Gu Xiaoran took out the flash drive, "This is the surveillance video of you sending me into Dynasty. I can sue you with this."

Since Aunt Xiang had been able to survive in that line, she naturally wasn't afraid of such threats, "I was merely entrusted to send you to Dynasty, Miss Gu, what are you going to sue me for?"

"Kidnapping, and being an accessory to rape."

"Then are you going to sue your fiancé, Mr. Han, or Young Master Mo of Dynasty?"

"You don't need to know who I am going to sue."

"Talk about me again after you've sued them." Aunt Xiang wasn't afraid. How was it possible that a woman who had sold herself to Han Ke because of her father's debts sue her fiancé?

"Who were you entrusted by? Mo Qing, or Han Ke?"

"Han Ke."

Aunt Xiang had heard about Mo Qing inviting all the celebrities to give Gu Xiaoran support on the day of Han Ke's engagement. Lin Yizhi had also personally sent a gift, which was actually a luxury villa in Golden Bay. And Han Ke had offered her to Mo Qing merely two days after the engagement.

It was obvious that this girl was someone whom Mo Qing had taken a fancy to.

It was rumored that Mo Qing was a womanizer and there were women committing suicide over him every day.

In reality, only insiders in her circle knew that Mo Qing was as cold as a stone and didn't touch any woman at all.

She had sent all types of beautiful women to Mo Qing countless times, but the women sent to him didn't even get to see his face, and had either been returned to her or given to others.

When Lin Yizhi had allowed her to send Gu Xiaoran into the president's office the night before, she knew that there was hope in succeeding.

Sure enough, Gu Xiaoran was the first and only woman Mo Qing had accepted.

"Not Mo Qing?"

"I only know that the person who instructed me is Han Ke. As for who it is exactly, you shouldn't be asking me, Miss Gu."

Gu Xiaoran hated this woman for making her look that way to please Mo Qing.

But this woman was just working for money, so there was no need for her to find fault with such a person.

"Waiter, bill, please."

"I'll pay for this cup of coffee." Aunt Xiang picked up the bill.

"Let's go Dutch!" Gu Xiaoran took the paper bag, dug out the money from the jeans, and left the money for her cup of coffee before leaving.

Aunt Xiang laughed, "This girl has character, no wonder Young Master Mo has taken a fancy to her."

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Xinhe's office was on the third floor of a commercial building.

Gu Xiaoran made a phone call to Han Ke with a public phone on the street, and then waited for him at the side entrance of the building.

She had wanted to curse Han Ke when she didn't see him. However, after calming down, she didn't want to anymore—she felt that it was a waste of her energy to curse a heartless beast. She just wanted to peacefully resolve Han Ke's threat to her father.

After Han Ke came out from the building, and without giving her a chance to speak, he raised his hand and gave her a tight slap, "Slut!"