Hidden identities of the AI Heiress - Chapter 17
Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Can You Still Resist?
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Qiao Yun stepped out into the blazing sun and walked for about fifteen minutes before reaching the bus station.
At that time, Qiao Yun was the only person at the bus station. She hung her head low, idly shifting her feet.
“Yo~”
A frivolous voice rang out, carrying a hint of ill intent.
Qiao Yun raised her clear, distinct eyes and looked at a group of punks dyed in multi-colored hair, swaggering towards her.
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She took one glance and then disinterestedly averted her gaze.
The blonde punk had a sleazy look, “Pretty girl, waiting for the bus? Need a big brother to drive you?”
“…”
Qiao Yun’s beautiful almond eyes landed on the blonde again, observing him for a few seconds before she walked forward.
The blonde raised his eyebrows, apparently not expecting Qiao Yun to be so easy to approach, or rather so timid, thinking she would compromise seeing they were many?
He hadn’t expected this “business” to be so easy.
“Hehe, come on then, big brother will take you for some fun.” Seeing Qiao Yun approaching, the blonde reach out his hand to touch her shoulder.
Then…
Qiao Yun walked past him.
Blonde: “…???”
He watched, dumb-founded, as Qiao Yun moved to another spot and continued to stand as if in a daze.
The blonde laughed irritably, “What do you mean? Are you playing games with us?”
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Qiao Yun tilted her head, only revealing her delicate chin, her face unclear, and said in a light voice, “I’ve already given you the space, don’t be greedy.”
Blonde: “…”
Was she doing this on purpose, or was her brain not keeping up with his pace?
“Who the fuck wants your space, I want your contact info! Just say if you’ll give it or not.”
Qiao Yun frowned slightly, “If you need to cooperate, contact my assistant.”
The blonde was speechless for a while, “You’re an idiot, you know? I am flirting, you get it? I want to flirt with you!”
Qiao Yun lifted her hat brim, revealing cold black eyes, “Oh, you’re a hooligan.”
The blonde, unconvinced, said, “Anyway, I’ve set my sights on you today, you have to go with me whether you like it or not.”
“Why should I go with you?” Qiao Yun countered.
The blonde replied instinctively, “Of course, to have some fun.”
Qiao Yun refused, “I’m busy, find someone else to have fun with.”
“What you say doesn’t count, I say you’re free then you are free.”
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He smacked his lips, the more they talked the more something seemed off.
Usually, upon encountering a thug like him, shouldn’t she be trembling in fear?
Especially since she was from the countryside.
The employer had only intended for them to scare her a bit, to experience the harshness of the big city.
Qiao Yun nodded her delicate chin, “What if I don’t?”
The blonde said, “You think you can resist?”
“You are committing a crime,”
Qiao Yun frowned, her tone certain.
The blonde readily admitted, “So what?”
Qiao Yun didn’t answer. She turned around and fumbled in the grass behind her, eventually lifting a large rock.
The blonde’s eyes widened in disbelief, and he turned to his buddies with a disdainful laugh, “What’s she trying to do? Fight us?”
Qiao Yun held the rock up, under the wary gaze of the blonde, and presented it in front of him.
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The blonde paused, almost instinctively taking it, just about to ask Qiao Yun what she was doing?
Qiao Yun had already raised her phone and snapped a photo of the blonde, then dialed a number.
“Hello, I’d like to report a crime. There’s someone with a lethal weapon attempting to brutally attack me, yes, he’s holding a big rock wanting to smash it on me, I have taken a photo for evidence, I am at …”
Blonde: “!!!?”
Stunned, he watched as Qiao Yun seriously framed him, then looked down at the large rock cradled in his arms.
Isn’t this completely irrational, who reports such a thing to the police?
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