Jian Anning was a bit puzzled. She glanced at him, and Yu Zexiao thought for a while before explaining, "I think, could it be that he feels it’s rather embarrassing?"
After all, whether it’s him getting caught gambling, being with a woman and getting caught, or even getting caught using drugs, none of these are glorious things.
"You go on your own, I wouldn’t feel at ease," Jian Anning said. "If anything happens, it would be difficult to handle."
Yu Zexiao didn’t want to leave like this either, but he was completely in the dark about what was going on.
Before Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning could remain puzzled for long, a call ca in, which explained a bit about the situation.
Jian Anning’s phone rang too. She looked at it; it was Zhao Ziyin calling. She glanced at Yu Zexiao and smiled, "What a coincidence today, they both called at the sa ti."
She then pressed the answer button, "Hey beautiful, what’s up?"
It turns out, she shouldn’t have said that! Because she heard Zhao Ziyin’s voice trembling, sounding angry, yet a bit hoarse, as if she had just been beaten.
"Anning..." Zhao Ziyin’s voice was hoarse, and it sounded like she was about to cry. This was so far from her usual image! Normally, she was bright, sharp, and sarcastic, never sparing her words. But now, as she spoke, she was like willow fluff in the wind, her words leaking through.
"What happened?" Jian Anning was startled, with a faintly ominous premonition, "Ziyin, what’s wrong with you?"
Zhao Ziyin remained silent for a long ti. During the silence, her rapid breathing and overflowing emotions were still audible. After a long while, she finally spoke, "Bring a set of clothes when you co."
Jian Anning felt an ominous premonition, "Ziyin, what really happened to you?"
Zhao Ziyin suddenly gripped her phone tightly, and after a long while, she burst into tears: "I, I was forced by that bastard Mo Siyu..."
With a "smack," Jian Anning dropped her phone, and it fell to the ground!
Did she, did she hear wrong?
Zhao Ziyin just said she was... assaulted by Mo Siyu?
"What did you say?!" Jian Anning hurriedly picked up the phone, the battery had fallen out, and it had already turned off.
Beside her, Yu Zexiao was also stunned. He had been standing by and heard them clearly.
If it’s true, that bastard Mo Siyu wouldn’t really have...
She imdiately picked up the phone and dialed again. Maybe because of what was just said, Zhao Ziyin could no longer hold it in and, carrying a sobbing tone, seed like she was crushed under enormous pressure, breaking down and crying.
She quickly asked, "Ziyin, what exactly happened? Speak clearly!"
All she could hear on the line was Zhao Ziyin’s crying.
Jian Anning was almost frantic! She knew Zhao Ziyin well, and she was the most determined person. Although she didn’t have a high background, she was the hardest studying in university. After university, she entered society, and though necessary socializing was inevitable in the entertainnt industry, she was known as the "sexy anchor," yet she was pure and never compromised herself for a role.
To be honest, if she hadn’t been unwilling to go with the flow, she might have already been made a star.
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