The dim gray light spilled into the suite through the window, with the sound of pattering rain outside that showed no sign of stopping. The sky was overcast with dark clouds, and this rain, it seemed, would not stop anytime soon. Weak sounds constantly emanated from An Yin’s stomach. Curling up in the corner, she moved her stiff little body, her empty eyes unable to resist glancing towards the door. The hunger swept over her brain. She weakly propped herself up, only to find her legs numb. She collapsed back to the ground, weakly pounding her legs with her hands, trying to make the numbness go away. At this moment, she had a loosely draped towel over her body. Fortunately, the heater in the room was on, so even though she wore very little, she wasn’t cold. She sat on the ground for quite a while until her feet didn’t hurt as much. Then, she slowly shuffled towards the bathroom with her shivering body. The clothes that had been torn off by the man were no longer wearable... "Knock knock knock..." While she was lost in thought, there was a knock at the door. An Yin was startled, like a bird startled by the twang of a bow, quickly pressing herself against the corner, not daring to make a sound. "Miss, Mr. Bao has prepared a change of clothes for you. May I bring them in now?" A respectful female voice called out. An Yin’s long black hair covered half of her face, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. Perhaps fearing that she hadn’t heard, the woman outside repeated herself. An Yin looked down at her disheveled appearance and, with difficulty, parted her lips, "Leave it by the door, I’ll get it." Her voice was hoarse, as if each word was a knife cutting through her throat, causing her great discomfort. "Alright." The person outside responded and then fell silent. An Yin stood frozen for a while, then cautiously walked towards the door. Her hand on the doorknob trembled severely as she struggled to overcome her inner fears. Once the door was open by a crack, she quickly glanced outside. Seeing no man standing there, she saw an exquisite bag on the ground. She stepped forward, bent down to pick it up, quickly retreated back into the room, and hurriedly locked the door again. Holding the bag, she initially wanted to change in the bathroom. However, as she approached the door, the man’s bloodthirsty, obsessive face flashed in her mind, frightening her into retreating repeatedly. She could only change in the bedroom. The bottom was a pair of dark blue jeans, wrapping around her slender legs. The top was a white down coat, paired with a black knit top underneath, giving her a youthful and vibrant look, her curves gracefully outlined. Her stomach kept growling. An Yin reached out and touched her flat belly. Hunger and fear made her head spin. She only wanted to leave this place quickly, to get as far away from Bao Shaojin as possible. Dragging her exhausted body, she even forgot to look for her phone. As she opened the door and walked through the corridor, she looked around nervously, fearing she’d see the man’s figure. When she reached the hall, she saw Assistant Lin standing there. At the same time, Assistant Lin noticed her and bowed, "Miss An!" An Yin stood in place, timidly looking around, not missing a single corner. Only when she confirmed that Bao Shaojin was not in the hall did she feel relief. Seeing her not speak, Assistant Lin was a little worried as her expression revealed confusion and distraction. "I, I want to leave here." An Yin mustered her courage, her doe-like eyes blinking and falling on Assistant Lin. Assistant Lin noticed that Miss An in front of him looked like a doll about to shatter, with red-rimmed eyes showing a plea, revealing her fragility and helplessness. Assistant Lin had a moment of doubt. He didn’t know what had happened between Mr. Bao and Miss An, but seeing Miss An’s somewhat messy appearance, the only conclusion a hale and hearty young man like Assistant Lin could draw was... Did Mr. Bao bully Miss An? Right now, Assistant Lin dared not make wild guesses, after all, he was just a hapless laborer. He looked at her hesitantly, his face showing difficulty, "It’s still raining outside. Better to wait until Mr. Bao returns, then..." "No, no." Before Assistant Lin could finish, An Yin shook her head in panic, refusing. Assistant Lin quickly said, "Miss An, don’t be agitated." "I don’t want to wait for him to come back, I don’t want to see him." An Yin crossed her arms, taking on a defensive posture. The image of being humiliated by the man replayed repeatedly in her mind. Never having faced such rough treatment before, she had developed an aversion to Bao Shaojin. As she spoke, her already pale cheeks lost all color. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾※𝙣𝙚𝙩 Assistant Lin originally meant to persuade her, but as the words were about to leave his mouth, he saw her slender body tilt to the side. Assistant Lin quickly darted forward. Nonetheless, he couldn’t catch her in time. An Yin’s head hit the ground heavily, letting out a muffled groan. Assistant Lin’s heart tightened. He swiftly stepped forward, and seeing her lying motionless on the ground, his hand holding the phone trembled slightly. The phone rang only twice before being connected, and Assistant Lin did not dare show any negligence. "Mr. Bao, Miss An fainted." Then, a chaotic rush ensued. By the time An Yin was taken to the hospital, Bao Shaojin had already been waiting for a long time. In a daze, she underwent a series of examinations. Bao Shaojin’s tall figure stood at the entrance of the emergency room, with Assistant Lin nearby, recounting in detail the earlier interaction with An Yin. After Assistant Lin finished speaking, there was no response from the other side. He boldly raised his head slowly, and saw the always composed Mr. Bao with a dark face, crazed emotions flickering within his obscure pupils. Assistant Lin lowered his head in alarm. The unusually quiet corridor felt cold, giving a chill that seemed to seep into one’s bones with long intervals spent there. Assistant Lin also noticed Mr. Bao’s hands, wrapped again with new white bandages. However, before he could retract his gaze, he saw Mr. Bao raising a hand high, then punching the hard wall heavily. Before Assistant Lin could react, he witnessed another punch. The abrupt noise echoed throughout the corridor, making Assistant Lin’s entire body tense. He quickened his steps forward, even knowing that Mr. Bao disliked being touched and had quite a severe germ phobia, but under the circumstances, he had no choice but to hold firmly onto Mr. Bao’s swinging arm. "Mr. Bao, if you continue , your hand won’t survive." Assistant Lin’s gaze landed on the man’s bloodstained downward hand. The freshly bandaged wound was bleeding again. Moreover, even the back of the hand was marred with bloodstains. With slight force, Bao Shaojin shook off Assistant Lin’s hold and coldly stated, "Leave me be..."