chapter 9

Ouyang put down the knife and stood up.

She found a towel and stuffed it into my mouth, then went to open the door.

A man came in. When he saw Ouyang, he froze for a moment, his voice tinged with a trace of panic:

“Sister-in-law, you’re back.”

I recognized the man’s voice.

His name was Fu An, a friend of He Qi, who lived downstairs.

Earlier today, when I went upstairs with He Qi, we ran into him in the elevator.

At that time, Fu An’s gaze kept wandering over my legs in the skirt, making me feel very uncomfortable.

I told He Qi about it, but he just smiled faintly: “That guy is just lecherous, but don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare touch my woman.”

I disliked Fu An, but at this moment, he was the only one who might be able to save me.

I desperately stretched out my foot and kicked the sink.

A large bottle of body wash fell down, making a loud thud.

The living room immediately fell silent.

Fu An asked hesitantly, “Sister-in-law, is Brother Qi in the bathroom?”

I struggled with all my might.

Come quickly.

Come quickly.

…

It seemed that God had heard my prayers.

I heard Fu An’s footsteps; he was walking toward the bathroom.

However, after only a few steps, Ouyang stopped him.

Ouyang said, “Fu An, I know all about He Qi’s affair.”

Fu An froze.

He searched awkwardly for words, but in the next second, Ouyang’s reaction was completely unexpected.

She hugged Fu An from behind.