The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love
Chapter 260: A friend in doubt

Chapter 260: A friend in doubt

"Miss. Song!"

As Jia waited under a big tree in Brightside University, a familiar figure came running to her side with a brightened expression.

"Daxia," Jia smiled. "Nice to see you."

"Same here, Miss. Song. It’s been quite a while. I heard Shilin works with Dr. Yang right? How is that going?"

The mention of Mingshen inwardly brought a pang of frustration in her heart and the entire ugly conversation replayed in her mind.

Not now Jia, not now.

She smiled again. "Pretty good. He is a hard worker and is learning well from his senior Bojing."

She beamed. "Oh Mr. Lu. How is he? Does he still cry a lot?"

Jia chuckled. "That’s how he is. Yet, he isn’t weak in the slightest."

She nodded. "He has a good heart. So tell me, Miss. Song. You said you wanted to meet me regarding Yong. Actually, I haven’t seen her today. I tried calling her too, but she isn’t picking up my calls. I was about to head to her home to see if she is sick."

Jia pursed her lips. "She isn’t and that’s why I am here. She is...involved in something pretty serious and it’s very important we find her."

She gave her a small gist of the case until now that flabbergasted Daxia to her core. She stared at her blankly.

Jia sighed at her reaction. "I know it’s hard to believe but I have no doubt that I saw her. She escaped and that...I won’t say I would tag her guilty. She might be coerced too. But I need to find her to find that answer. Shilin said that you, Beiye and Yong have become quite good friends over the past few months. So I thought you would know something."

Daxia placed her hand on her chest, reeling in from this incredulous news. She exhaled a deep breath. She looked away, swallowing a small gulp.

I don’t know about Yong but...this She...

Beiye has this tattoo on the back of her neck just like Miss. Song says that the other members have.

But Beiye said that it was just a tattoo she liked...!

Daxia was too confused to think straight. Suddenly, she recalled an important thing. Just like how Anhe had a recording against Daxia shoplifting, she also held a recording related to Beiye.

Beiye had said that it was a video of her changing but...was she worried about it catching the tattoo?

Jia gently placed her hand on her shoulder. "Daxia?"

She jolted upright. "Yes!"

"I understand it must be very confusing."

No kidding, beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

"But it will really help us if you know anything about Yong. Where she might be, any person you know who could tell us more about her, anything."

"I-I am sorry but...I really don’t know about this cult..."

She wasn’t quite sure if she should expose Beiye at this point or not.

There is no way Beiye or Yong are involved with this! There must really be a misunderstanding...!

Guilt filled Daxia’s heart. She wanted to help Jia and perhaps Beiye would prove to be an important clue. But as a good friend, she subconsciously wanted to protect her and learn her side first.

"Heh, you are asking the wrong person," a new but familiar voice came.

They turned and were surprised to see Anhe.

"Geng Anhe," Jia raised her brow.

"Long time, Miss. Song," Anhe smiled. "It’s nice to see a cop in the campus for a reason other than me."

She sneered at Daxia. "Sorry but I couldn’t help but hear the conversation. What’s up Daxia? How are you feeling now? Perhaps guilty of leaving my side only to realize that you got involved with criminals?"

"Y-Yong is not a criminal...!"

And neither is Beiye, she added.

Anhe scoffed. "Wow, some loyalty I see there. Where was this touching friendship for me when I needed it?"

Daxia bit her lip. She didn’t feel completely free from Anhe’s past influence and the fear she invoked within her.

"You...you talk about l-loyalty but you never treated me as your friend, right? I was..." she pressed her lips, "just a pitiful girl for you. But...Yong and Beiye...t-they treat me well. They don’t pity me. They see me a-as a person..."

Anhe smiled disdainfully, "Only because you are a pretty girl. Would they look at you if you were fat and ugly? You trio have formed quite the beauty club in our university. Do you accept ugly students’ applications?" She sneered.

Jia said, "I see that sometimes people don’t change."

"Heh. I treat people the same way they would have treated me if I was still my middle school self," Anhe’s eyes burned with a fiery resentment. "Which is pretty much the whole world? It’s always the face for everybody."

Jia shook her head.

"Coming back to the juicy topic, it’s useless to ask Daxia. She is too naive to know incriminating stuff."

"And clearly, you are the expert," Jia indirectly pointed at her habit of video recording scandalous events.

Anhe smiled. "You don’t understand how handy it is. You want to find that bitch Yong-"

"Language please."

"Or what, you will dump me in jail?" Anhe smirked arrogantly. "Sure, go ahead but then you would also lose your important information from me."

Jia felt a headache coming. "I know you have your own feelings about Yong, but I or the world doesn’t need to know about it."

Anhe shrugged.

A wave of anxiety washed over Daxia but she waited.

Anhe said, "Do you know why I told Aang, Yibo and Jinping to harass Yong that evening at the club?"

Jia recalled how that clash between Yong and Anhe’s father resulted in her suspension.

"Because you hated how beautiful she was?"

"That was the secondary reason. The primary reason was that she was used to it."

"That’s ridiculous!" Daxia exclaimed. "Yong clearly hated it!"

"Excuse me? You want to say a woman is used to men groping and touching her without her permission?" Jia’s gaze darkened.

"The rest of us, no. Yong? Definitely yes."

"I don’t think any reason could justify a woman liking herself to be assaulted," Jia dryly said.

"But living in a red light district does," Anhe sneered. "Have you heard of Huayuan? China’s most famous red light district? There are rumors that Yong actually comes from there. She is a prostitute."

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