I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 352: Delivery Boy (2)_1

Chapter 352: Chapter 352: Delivery Boy (2)_1

The car door swung open, and a man clad in a black suit stepped out from within...

Despite the distance, the delivery boy instantly recognized the man. Grasping the stair railing, he increased his strength slightly. After a mere three seconds, he suddenly made some decision, spun on his heel, unlocked the door and rushed to the back door of the villa.

As he passed over the body of Brother Bancun lying on the floor, the delivery boy paused for a moment, then grabbed Bancun’s arm and dragged him along.

...

Xia Wan’an struggled desperately, but no matter how strong she was, her clothes were torn and ripped off by the man.

Patches of her skin were exposed. The man brutally restrained her while he snapped photos of her with his phone.

The tension she had previously felt had drained much of her strength. The more she struggled now, the weaker she became. Eventually, her movements were so insignificant to the man that she simply became an object in his hands.

As the man took off more of her clothes, crossing every boundary, a sense of desperation started to rise in her heart.

...

The back door of the villa had just closed, and the front door was pushed open.

Wondering why the door wasn’t locked, Han Jingnian instantly felt a chill when he saw the chaotic scene that indicated a struggle had occurred inside. Immediately, he dashed upstairs.

Upon reaching the second floor, Han Jingnian could now hear sobbing and mewling sounds coming from the master bedroom. Without a moment’s hesitation, he rushed to the door of the room.

A burly man was pressing Xia Wan’an onto the bed, tearing her clothes while constantly taking photos of her with his phone.

The light from the cell phone’s flash was like a sharp dagger cruelly stabbing into Han Jingnian’s chest, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

One moment he was standing still, the next he was like a whirlwind, instantly at the side of the bed. He seized the man’s arm and ruthlessly flung him to the floor.

Without even glancing at the man, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over the girl.

That afternoon, when she had barged into his office, she was so lively and spirited, even eloquently arguing her case in front of a group of shareholders. But within a few hours, she had been reduced to this. Who had the audacity to do this to her!

Only after he had carefully covered Xia Wan’an’s body did Han Jingnian manage to find his voice. He was trembling, yet trying to be gentle: "Don’t be afraid... Wan’an, don’t be afraid..."

Then, he stood up, turned, and looked at the man who was now regaining his senses and preparing to escape. Without a moment’s hesitation, he kicked the man in the stomach, sending him into the wall.

Under the heavy impact, the man tumbled to the ground, coughing violently, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

With a stone-cold expression, Han Jingnian glanced at the pool of blood on the floor, then fixed his gaze on the man’s face, staring at him intensely as he approached him step by step.

One second, Han Jingnian was standing still in front of the man. The next, he raised his foot and pressed it down on the man’s hand.

As a chilling scream echoed, Han Jingnian’s foot twisted with force onto the ground.

The man could hardly make any sound at all as he was wracked with the pain, his body trembling and convulsed.