Lin Wanyi slapped his hand away.
"Who are you? I don't know you. I can give you money, a lot of money.
Don't come near me. Don't any of you come near me."
"Money?"
The man let out a lecherous laugh.
"An hour in spring is worth a fortune—what would I do with money?"
He leaned closer to Lin Wanyi.
"What I want right now is a woman, you understand? I want a woman."
Staring at the two scumbags before her, Lin Wanyi was terrified.
If they actually succeeded, she would rather die.
She inched her body backward, while the two men moved closer with their flashlights.
Suddenly, she grabbed a handful of sand and threw it into the men's eyes.
Sand filled their eyes and mouths. They coughed and rubbed their eyes, cursing Lin Wanyi.
"Bitch, fuck, just you wait. Wait.
You think you can get away?"
Lin Wanyi didn't care. She ran, using all her strength to run.
She ran until she lost her shoes, until the soles of her feet were scraped raw and bleeding.
She felt no pain. She only knew she couldn't fall into their hands.
Absolutely not.
She didn't know how long she ran. Gradually, moonlight emerged, and she could barely make out the main road.
But seeing it only deepened her despair.
There was nothing but mountains, trees, and grass.
And in the middle, a road that hadn't seen a single car all night.
Behind her, the men caught up again, their flashlight beams hitting her back.
Their curses grew louder:
"Still running? Where the hell do you think you're going?
When I catch you, you're as good as dead.
Get on your knees, bitch."
Lin Wanyi ignored them.
She kept running.
She knew Liu Renzhi would come for her. He had to.
She just needed to hold out a little longer.
Liu Renzhi's car came speeding along.
On this winding mountain road, he drove as fast as a race car.
In such darkness, how terrified Lin Wanyi must be.
He thought of the back mountain of Wang Family Village.
He thought of that bastard Liu Dabing.
He couldn't let Lin Wanyi go through that again.
He had to hurry—faster, even faster.
On the other side, the two men quickly caught up with Lin Wanyi.
Just as they reached out to grab her, she suddenly turned and walked to the edge of the road.
Behind her was a pitch-black abyss.
She didn't know how high or deep it was, or what lay below.
It was too dark to see.
All she knew was that if either man touched her, she would rather jump than let them succeed.
She stood at the edge, her pale feet on sharp rocks.
She didn't even realize her soles were a bloody mess, the stones stained with her blood.
She stared bitterly at the two men:
"If you take one more step, I'll jump.
If I die, you won't get away with it. My family and my boyfriend will never let you off."
The men finally stopped.
They hesitated, thinking hard.
"Bro, don't let it come to murder. I just wanted to taste a woman, not end up with a death on my hands."
"Damn it, you're such a coward. She's bluffing.
Who in this world doesn't want to live? If she actually died over one night with me, I wouldn't believe it.
If you're out, I'm going in."
The man rubbed his hands together and stepped toward Lin Wanyi:
"Sis, don't blame me. Blame yourself for being so pretty. If you were even a little uglier, I'd have given up.
It's not my fault. It's yours."
Lin Wanyi's feet slowly backed away on the sharp stones. She had made up her mind.
She would never let them touch her.
Never.
Just as the man's hand was about to grab her clothes, she closed her eyes and leaned back.
She expected to fall into the abyss, to feel bone-chilling pain.
She thought she would never see her family again, never see Liu Renzhi.
But instead, a pair of strong hands caught her tightly.
"Wanyi, Wanyi."
It was Liu Renzhi's voice.
Liu Renzhi grabbed her and pulled her into his firm chest.
The familiar scent hit her. Lin Wanyi trembled, tears streaming down her face in big drops.
Liu Renzhi patted her back:
"It's okay. It's okay.
I'm here. It's all right."
Lin Wanyi looked up and saw Liu Renzhi in the moonlight.
She was sure—it wasn't a hallucination or her imagination.
Tears burst forth. She choked out one word at a time:
"They... they tried to take advantage of me."
The two men were already blocked by Lin Jiajun, who was furious:
"You bastards dared to lay a hand on my sister. You want to die."
Seeing the situation turn against them, the men immediately begged for mercy:
"Misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding. We were just passing by, saw the girl alone, and wanted to help her find her way out.
She overthought it. We really had no such intentions.
Really, none at all."
"Misunderstanding?"
Liu Renzhi held Lin Wanyi tightly, his dangerous gaze fixed on the two men like a predator's.
The men were too scared to look up.
Liu Renzhi cupped Lin Wanyi's face:
"If they bully you, fight back.
Wanyi, remember what I told you. Don't stand there and take it. Strike back.
Come here."
He took her hand and led her to the two men:
"Look them in the face. Hit them. Hit them hard.
Break whatever you want—I'll take responsibility."
Encouraged and recalling what those bastards had just said, Lin Wanyi slapped one of them.
It wasn't enough. She slapped him again and again.
Finally, exhausted, she collapsed into Liu Renzhi's arms.
The two men protested: "Who the hell are you? We'll call the cops!"
Liu Renzhi gently helped Lin Wanyi to sit on a rock. He stroked her hair:
"Sit here and rest. Watch me get your revenge."
He slowly took off his suit jacket, removed his watch, and handed his glasses to Lin Wanyi.
He unbuttoned his shirt cuffs and loosened his tie.
Then, with a sudden punch, he smashed the man's nose.
Blow after blow. Blood soon gushed from the man's nose.
When the other man tried to help, Lin Jiajun jumped in.
They beat the two bastards until they couldn't get up, lying on the ground like dead dogs, completely immobile.
Finally, Liu Renzhi shook his hands and made a call:
"Come clean this up."
As the two men whimpered like dogs, Liu Renzhi helped Lin Wanyi into the car.
But the moment she took a step, Lin Wanyi hissed in pain.
Earlier, in her panic and terror, she hadn't felt the pain in her feet—hadn't even noticed it.
Now that her mind had settled, a piercing ache shot through her soles.
In the darkness, Liu Renzhi hadn't seen her feet.
Hearing her gasp, he stopped:
"Where does it hurt? Tell me."
Lin Wanyi looked down, her voice trembling: "My feet... and my head."
Liu Renzhi turned on his phone light and looked down. His heart ached as if pricked by needles.
Lin Wanyi's small feet were a mess of blood, flesh, and dirt—barely recognizable.
And blood was still seeping from her forehead.
Seeing the trail of blood behind her, Liu Renzhi’s anger surged.
Bastard. Scum.
How dare he treat his woman like this.
He quickly bent down, lifted Lin Wanyi into the car:
“Sit tight, I’ll be right back.”
The next second, his pointed leather shoe stomped down on the bastard’s face.
