Chapter 2 : Brother Yechen, Save Me

• The sudden voice of a man made Lu Mianxin shudder all over, and she struggled to sit up and looked towards the direction of the sofa.
• There was a large crystal table in front of her, blocking her view of the man's face. She could only see a pair of long and attractive legs wrapped in a suit, as well as shiny black leather shoes.
• Nervous and scared, she didn't know what she was about to face, and what did her mother mean by repaying debts?
• Such a big incident couldn't be resolved just by losing money.
• She trembled all over with nervousness, a fear of the unknown, and her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Who... who are you? What do you want?"
• Although the man's voice was deep and pleasant, the words he spoke were icy and chilling, as if she could feel the presence of death, "Your brother hurt the woman I care about, and I want him to experience the suffering of his sister being persecuted. You will never escape in this lifetime. I will torment you for the rest of your life, making your brother repent forever, and your whole family will be buried with you!"
• His words were like sharp knives, stabbing into Lu Mianxin's heart.
• The voice seemed to come from a demon in hell, leaving her helpless and lost, not knowing how to escape from everything now.
• Her hands and feet were cold with nervousness, and her lips trembled, "You... you've misunderstood. I don't have a good relationship with my brother. Even if I die, he won't shed a tear or repent. So please, spare me. I'm willing to do anything if you spare me..."
• The man sneered, seemingly mocking her ignorance, "Spare you? Don't daydream. Not only will I not spare you, I won't spare your whole family either. This game has just begun. Don't be too eager to surrender. It's better to keep struggling. I want to see how long your bones can endure, how long you can struggle. I'm looking forward to it."
• After speaking, the man suddenly stood up, without even looking at her, and walked straight towards the door.
• The room was dimly lit, and the effects of the anesthesia hadn't completely worn off yet, so her vision was still blurry. She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could tell that he was tall and exuded a cold and noble aura.
• Even without getting close to him, she could feel the intimidating presence emanating from him, sending shivers down her spine.
• As the man reached the door, he instructed the manager of the Royal Court, "Do you know what to do?"
• The manager of the Royal Court was a woman in her late twenties or early thirties. She appeared very capable, with a hint of charm in her eyes. She nodded, "I understand, General Qiao."
• Emily pushed open the door and walked in, glancing at the girl lying on the ground, instructing someone to untie her.
• Faced with an unfamiliar environment and unfriendly gazes around her, she curled up like an injured stray cat.
• Emily said to the two people beside her, "You guys can leave now!"
• Once the room was empty, Emily crouched down and looked at the trembling girl, saying anxiously, "You don't need to be so nervous. As long as you behave, I won't do anything to you."
• Lu Mianxin suddenly remembered her acceptance letter, her dream. She was a person who was going to college, she couldn't just resign herself to being manipulated.
• Yes, she couldn't...
• When Emily was caught off guard, Lu Mianxin suddenly stood up and quickly ran out of the private room.
• Emily was shocked. If the girl escaped, how could she explain it to the boss?
• She immediately followed, but wearing high heels, how could she outrun an eighteen-year-old girl wearing sneakers?
• She could only find someone to catch her and shouted to the people outside, "Stop that girl, don't let her escape!"
• All Lu Mianxin could think about was escaping as quickly as possible. She subconsciously believed that as long as she got out, she would be safe. She could find a teacher from school for help or report to the police. Someone would be willing to help her.
• So she ran desperately, like a headless fly, running and bumping into things.
• But she was too naive. This world was not as clean and transparent as she imagined.
• A powerful figure could easily kill someone.
• Someone like Lu Mianxin, who had no one to protect her, could only be at the mercy of others.
• The Royal Court was too big, and she had no idea where the exit was.
• She felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest. It was the first time in her life that she had experienced something so terrifying.
• Where was this place? Why was it like a maze, impossible to run out?
• Now she only had one thought, and that was to get out.
• She hadn't run for long when she heard footsteps not far behind her.
• The footsteps sounded somewhat chaotic, indicating that several people were chasing her.
• She exerted all her strength, feeling like she was running faster than she had ever run in physical education class.
• Because she knew that if she slowed down even a little, her life might be over.
• When the will to survive was strong, it would trigger the body's instinct to survive.
• Suddenly, she saw someone coming out of a room ahead.
• Why did that person's profile look so familiar?
• The man was wearing a black suit. Upon hearing the urgent footsteps not far behind him, he instinctively looked in that direction.
• When Lu Mianxin saw the man's perfect and handsome face, her eyes widened in surprise.
• She was saved. She believed he would save her because he was a good person.
• Lu Mianxin immediately ran towards the man and stopped in front of him, panting heavily as she looked at him anxiously, "Y... Yechen, brother Yechen... save me... save me... someone is trying to catch me..."
• But the man just looked at her coldly, his eyes devoid of any warmth, even chilling.
• Lu Mianxin wondered if Qiao Yechen didn't recognize her anymore. It had only been three years since they last met. Could he really not recognize her?
• "Brother Yechen, it's me, I'm Lu Mianxin, I'm Mianmian!"
• But Qiao Yechen continued to look at her coldly, without saying a word, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, as cold as the calm ice surface in winter, impervious to any cold wind.
• This was the first time she had seen Yechen so indifferent.
• What was wrong with him...
• Lu Mianxin immediately realized that something was off.
• The Yechen she remembered couldn't possibly be so cold.
• At this moment, the group of people chasing her caught up, but when they saw Lu Mianxin in front of Qiao Yechen, they stopped in their tracks.
• Lu Mianxin suddenly grabbed the man's arm tightly, panic in her eyes, "Brother Yechen... please save me, save me..."
• But Qiao Yechen continued to look at her coldly, without saying a word.