C6 Be Gentle to Her

How did he get in? It's Ye Han? No, impossible! Even if he coveted vanity, he would not be bad to this extent!

As Miao Daguang spoke, his eyes greedily sized up Xia Bu. Her delicate face and curvy figure made him salivate.

"Get out! Disgusting! " Xia Bu pushed Miao Daguang, who was trying to pounce on her, and ran for her life. Before he could even run a few steps, he was forcefully pulled back by Miao Datong's arm and pinned down on the sofa.

"I won't feel disgusted if I follow him!" As he spoke, Miao Daguang's fat and greasy face came closer.

"How dare you touch me! I'll sue you! I'll send you to hell in prison! "

Miao Da Guang smiled sinisterly. "Don't you know what your Uncle Miao does? When have I ever been unprepared? "Today, I came here to flirt with you. The last time you lost your bank card, I called for your money."

"Despicable! Shameless! "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Haha, to be able to sleep with such a tender beauty like you, what need is there to fear retribution?"

"I won't let you touch me even if I die!"

Xia Bu turned her head to the side and bit Miao Daguang's arm hard.

Miao Da Guang cried out in pain and loosened his grip. Xia Bu took advantage of the situation and crawled back up, but was pushed down by Miao Da once again.

He slapped her across the face, "Slut! If you don't let me touch it, are you still thinking about that brat Ye Han? He doesn't want you anymore! Do you know what he said when he gave me the key here today? "

Xia Bu's heart once again throbbed painfully when she heard that Ye Han had given her the key.

"He said, let me be gentle with you."

"You're lying! "Scram!" Xia Bu kept kicking and kicking, while Miao Da Guang kept pressing down on her.

The more she struggled, the less strength she had, until she could no longer kick.

Miao Daguang rolled up her clothes. He couldn't wait to see her white and tender skin burning even more.

He hurriedly undid his belt, took off his pants, and pressed his body down again. He was so anxious that he didn't even notice that Xia Bu's hand had hooked onto the fruit knife on the tea table.

As he tried to take Xia Bu's pants off, Xia Bu stabbed the sharp knife into his body with all her might, blood gushing out of the wound. Xia Bu's entire body was trembling as she watched Miao Da Guang collapse on the tea table. She felt a sense of contentment.

Did she kill him?

Had she avenged her father?

"You … Hurry and call 120! " Miao Da Guang's hand covered the wound. He was no longer able to hold back the blood that was gushing out of his wounds. Soon enough, his clothes were stained with it.

Xia Bu looked on coldly. She wanted to see him die in front of her.

Her deep-seated hatred allowed her to ignore everything, to the point where she could not even think about whether she would go to jail or not.

"Quick... You. This was … To kill intentionally... "

"I'm defending myself!"

At this point, Xia Bu realised that she had to call the police. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain if she left the scene.

Xia Bu called the police. The police arrived in less than five minutes, as if they had predicted that something would happen here.

When the police arrived, they first arranged for Miao Da Guang to go to the hospital, then brought Xia Bu back to the police station and recorded everything down according to the instructions.

Originally, they thought that she was defending herself and would be released soon. The police said that Miao Da Guang was still in rescue and could not let her go until he made a statement.

To her surprise, two days later, the police officer in charge of the case told her that she had been formally detained pending trial on suspicion of intentional injury.

What awaited her was most likely a prison sentence.

No matter how Xia Bu argued, it was to no avail.

She was being held in a prison, and she was being interrogated from time to time, repeating the same words every single day, hoping to be released early.

How anxious would he be if he couldn't find her after his winter vacation? I haven't even looked at my father. How is he? Xia Bu's heart was burning with anxiety. However, the court proceedings were proceeding at a leisurely pace.

During the reunion of thousands of families in the Spring Festival, she had spent her anxious and hopeless days in the jail. No one had come to visit her, so she had been completely forgotten by the world.

Moreover, this time, it was impossible for Mu Shaobai to help her.