<h4>Chapter 1404: Chapter 1417</h4>
"Hey, little sister, here alone?"
Mu Bingtong was hit by a wave of pungent alcohol and bad breath, looking up at the person blocking her path. It was a burly big man with an earring stud on one ear, a thick gold chain around his neck, and tattoos on his arms, cornering Mu Bingtong against the sink.
Just a nce at the gold chain around his neck told Mu Bingtong that this guy was a fake trying to act tough.
"Could you please move aside?"
"Don’t leave, huh?"
"Get out of the way!" Mu Bingtong cast a sidelong nce at the disgusting man, the stench of alcohol made her stomach churn.
"Wow, feisty, I like it. How about keeping mepany for a few drinks? I guarantee you’ll thrive at the Fenghua Hotel."
"I don’t understand what you’re saying."
Mu Bingtong lifted her foot to leave again, but the man wasn’t happy. He pressed down on Mu Bingtong’s shoulder forcefully, and with too much momentum, the man fell into Mu Bingtong’s arms.
Mu Bingtong wasn’t one to be trifled with. She grabbed the man’s hand, twisted it upwards, and there was a crisp crack of bones. She sidestepped, and the man, grimacing, mmed against the sink, clutching his twisted wrist, gritting his teeth in pain.
Seizing the moment while he was stunned, Mu Bingtong edged along the wall to make her escape. Another man sauntered in with a cigarette, saw the guy slumped over the sink, and hurried up to ask, "Bro, what happened to you?"
The man, his back still aching, couldn’t speak, just pointed at Mu Bingtong trying to escape.
Mu Bingtong pressed herself against the wall, cursing internally, "Damn, backup arrived!"
The new arrival was too unsightly for words, and his ugly face made him even more intimidating when angry.
"Tired of living?" The man swaggered up to Mu Bingtong.
Instinctively, Mu Bingtong lifted her leg to run, but her high heels failed her. She stumbled and almost fell.
This gave the man a chance to seize her arm, flinging her against the wall with one hand gripping her throat, "Girl, just starting out, huh? You should find out who we are. If you want to stay here, apologize to us immediately andpensate us with some medical expenses, or else..."
The grip on her neck tightened. The alcohol hit her hard, and Mu Bingtong felt dizzy and struggled to breathe. Instinctively she tried prying his hand loose, but it didn’t work.
Mu Bingtong instinctively kicked out, and the man fell to the ground in pain.
Finally able to breathe fresh air, Mu Bingtong coughed violently from the irritation to her airways.
She tried to leave, but tripped again. Her high heel had snapped during the rush, twisting her ankle. Mu Bingtong winced and massaged her ankle, trying to stand but fell again.
The man reached to grab her arm, but Mu Bingtong pped him away.
Just then, darkness enveloped Mu Bingtong, and when she could see again, she found herself in a warm embrace, covered by a suit jacket.
Chu Ge’s sharp gaze swept over the two men. With one look, he scooped her up into his arms and walked out of the restroom.
Mu Bingtong didn’t dare look up, nor breathe too deeply, but she could still feel her heart pounding like it was about to leap out.
Unable to resist, Mu Bingtong sneaked a nce at Chu Ge, whose sexy thin lips were tightly pressed with no emotion on his face, as if nothing had happened.
If it didn’t concern him, why save her?
Chu Ge’s previous words echoed in Mu Bingtong’s mind: he didn’t want any more entanglements with her!
The frantic pounding of her heart slowly calmed.
Perhaps it’s just a coincidence, Mu Bingtong consoled herself. She knew that once Chu Ge said that, it meant there would be no more possibilities between them. She would also stop holding any illusions about him.
Mu Bingtong lightly rested her head on Chu Ge’s shoulder, letting him carry her into the elevator.
Wait! An elevator?!
"Where are you taking me?" Mu Bingtong red as Chu Ge painfully pressed the button for the eighth floor.
The eighth floor? Isn’t that...
"Didn’t your manager tell you that a room was booked for us tonight?"
Chu Ge’s voice was smooth, tinged with ambiguity. To Mu Bingtong, it sounded sinister, no different from the other two men in the restroom.
Yet she let him carry her to the eighth floor, into an opened room, and Chu Ge ced her on the bed, suddenly crouching down to touch her ankle.
"Ow!"
Mu Bingtong reflexively pulled her foot back.
"It’s swollen, but probably no ligament damage."
"Since when did you study medicine?"
"What, forgot I minored in it at university?"
Realizing he misspoke, Chu Ge quickly stood up, leaving them both frozen in an awkward silence.
Mu Bingtong tried to stand, but her ankle failed her. The instant she took the first step, pain shot through her foot as if tearing apart, making her gasp and lurch forward. Hearing her cry, Chu Ge turned swiftly and caught her.
She thought she’d fall t, but instead, Mu Bingtong found herself in Chu Ge’s arms once more.
Chu Ge helped her back to the bed, "Don’t move, I’ll see if there’s any pain relief around."
Finally observing her surroundings, Mu Bingtong realized she was in a Presidential Suite. Since when was her boss so generous? No wonder, if the deal went through, her boss could buy ten Presidential Suites, let alone ten mansions.
The room’s furnishings and décor were in her favorite colors andyout. The normally oblivious Mu Bingtong only sensed the room’s romantic vibe, oblivious to the details.
Chu Ge soon returned with a spray bottle, harshly spraying her foot several times.
She felt a sudden chill, eyeing his angry face but clueless as to the cause.
"Who told you to dress like this?"
"Don’t you know this kind of ce is dangerous?"
"You’re just a probationary employee, how did you suddenly be a secretary?"
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