Chapter 1115: Humiliated

In the hotel’s Chinese restaurant, Yan Xue waited and waited, but Song Yinyin never showed up, and she couldn’t help growing anxious.

She stood up, just about to go to the restroom to look for her, when she suddenly saw Lu Jihan rushing over, drenched in sweat.

"Jinhan, what are you in such a hurry for? Oh my, look at you, you’re dripping with sweat." Yan Xue pulled out a tissue and handed it to Lu Jihan.

Lu Jihan took it, but didn’t have time to wipe the cold sweat on his face and forehead. He anxiously asked, "Sister-in-law, where’s Yinyin?"

"She just went to the restroom. I was just wondering why she’d been gone so long and was about to go check on her."

Hearing that, a jolt shot through Lu Jihan’s heart.

On his way over, he’d already felt this inexplicable panic, his heart pounding abnormally fast, which was very unusual.

Now, hearing Yan Xue say that Song Yinyin had gone to the restroom and hadn’t come back for a long time, an even stronger sense of dread surged up inside him.

He hurriedly asked again, "Sister-in-law, which way is the restroom?"

"Over there..."

Yan Xue had just raised her hand to point when a dark figure flashed past her eyes, and Lu Jihan shot off like the wind, his figure already gone.

......

At the same time.

In a dark corner, Song Yinyin was stalling for time with Ding Yang.

"Ding Yang, I think you’d better think this through. Don’t act on impulse. If you humiliate me, my husband’s not going to let you off that easily!"

Song Yinyin was only dragging things out. Yan Xue was right outside; if she didn’t go back for a long time, Yan Xue would definitely come looking for her.

When that happened, she’d scream for help and would definitely be able to escape.

Only right now...

Ding Yang acted as if he heard nothing. He grabbed Song Yinyin’s chin, forcing her lips a little closer to his own.

"Cut the crap with your threats. You think I grew up being scared of people? By the time your husband gets here, I’ll already have had a taste of you. It’ll be too late! By then, I’ll already have touched your body. You really think your husband will still want you?!"

"..."

A shock went through Song Yinyin’s heart, and her face instantly went pale.

Ding Yang said viciously, "Don’t start telling me how much your husband loves you. Men, at the beginning, which one doesn’t think it’s all fresh and new? Once this body of yours is worn out and ruined, he’ll toss you out like trash all the same."

"He won’t! My husband is not that kind of man!" Song Yinyin shouted back angrily.

She refused to let herself be humiliated by Ding Yang like this and was frantically thinking of a way to escape and call for help.

Suddenly, inspiration struck her, and she thought of a clever trick.

"If I give you my phone, will you let me go?"

"Mm."

Ding Yang let out a cold snort through his nose.

"I’ll give it to you!"

The words burst out of Song Yinyin’s mouth.

Ding Yang narrowed his hawk-like dark eyes slightly and frowned as he said, "Give it to me."

"My phone’s not on me right now. Just now I... I threw it away. I tossed it into a trash can outside."

The darkness in Ding Yang’s eyes grew even deeper. Seeing this, Song Yinyin knew he didn’t believe her, so she immediately said, "I swear, I really threw my phone in the trash can outside! I’ll go out with you right now, and I’ll give you the phone."

Ding Yang clenched his teeth so hard they creaked.

"Fine, I’ll trust you this once. Be good and come out with me. If you dare scream, I’ll gut you with one stab!"

He snarled ferociously as he pressed a sharp dagger against Song Yinyin’s armpit.

Ding Yang took off his jacket and draped it over the arm that was holding the knife, perfectly blocking the view so outsiders couldn’t see the dagger hidden beneath the jacket.

Seeing this, Song Yinyin’s whole body tensed, her limbs going rigid.