refusing to speak.Suddenly, she felt the boat move. She turned her head in astonishment and looked out the window to see it slowly drifting away from the shore.She turned her head and glared at the c...No one would come to save her, neither the Night Owl nor anyone else. They wouldn't appear anymore.

Thinking of the Night Owl, my heart ached with discomfort.

No matter what feelings one had towards the Night Owl, it no longer mattered. She was going to die.

The knife fell, but it didn't pierce her skin; instead, it slashed across her clothes, ripping all the buttons off.

A chill ran down her spine, and Lin Jin, terrified, opened her eyes. A rough hand reached out and touched her delicate skin. "Bitch, be still, or I'll kill you," the man growled.

The foul mouth pressed against her skin.

"No." Lin Jinran's scalp tingled, feeling forced was a million times more terrifying than being killed.

helplessly twisting her body, unable to break free from the man's grasp.

"No, no, no." Lin Jinran cried out, her voice hoarse, tears streaming down her cheeks.

The man's touch made her skin crawl.

The owl, his cold features flashed in her mind. Every time, it was him, appearing at the most critical moment of her life.

But this time, he wouldn't come to save her.

No one came to save her.

Lin Jinyan, filled with despair, closed his eyes.

"Stop!" A harsh shout came, Lin Jinran turned her head with tear-filled eyes and a cold gaze towards the door. Lao Zheng's face was ashen as he stared inside.

"Who let you touch her If anything happens to her, can you afford the consequences" Zheng Lao hobbled over to the bedside with his cane, his face contorted with fury. He was clearly furious.

He was afraid that Lin Jinran would run over to see what was going on, but he didn't expect to meet the hired people who were going to subdue Fu Mo Han.

If Lin Jinran were to be overwhelmed with despair and take her own life, how could she possibly lure Fu Mo寒 into her trap

"Get down here!" He raised his cane and slammed it into the man's back, "I told you to come over here and watch, not to touch her!"

The man was already furious because Lin Jinran had hit him on the head, leaving him bleeding. When Zheng Lao suddenly whacked him with his cane, his anger reached its peak.

He let go of Lin Jinran, grabbed Zheng Lao's collar with one hand, and lifted him up, "Damn it, you dare to hit me, I tell you, today I'm done playing!"

Saying that, he swept his hand out and flung Zheng Lao directly to the ground.

With no pressure on him, Lin Jinran scrambled to his feet in terror. He clutched his clothes together and huddled in the corner, gasping for breath in fear, his teeth chattering like a broken rattle.

Her gaze shifted to the open doorway. If she ran out now, would she get away

Zheng Lao, an old man with bones, was thrown to the ground. "Oh my God," he cried out, unable to get up. He gasped for air and roared in anger, "Damn it! I... I'm going to report this to your boss!"

"Tell the boss, I see you're not patient anymore!" The man heard Zheng Lao threaten the boss with his authority. He pulled out the knife he had just snatched from Lin Jinran and held it against Zheng Lao's neck.

"I tell you, if you dare to breathe a word to the boss, I'll kill you first, then her. Leave you with nothing!"

"You dare!" Old Zheng stared at him in disbelief.

He was long respected by everyone. Even when his son got into trouble and stepped back from the spotlight, no one dared to act recklessly toward him.

Now not only was I knocked to the ground, but also threatened with a knife, my face pale with anger.

"You angered me, see if I dare!" The man held the knife high, seemingly wanting to stab Old Zheng.

Almost in that very instant, Lin Jinran summoned his courage. Taking advantage of the fact that he had just untied the ropes from his feet, he exerted all his strength and leaped off the bed, dashing toward the door.y. This life in prison wasn't what she wanted, she craved freedom!“Click” 。With a creak, the door opened just a crack. A thin figure slipped in, startling Lin Jinran. 。"Who are you""Ms. Lin, I'm her...