50: Chapter 48: Found Chu Mengyao 50: Chapter 48: Found Chu Mengyao Neither of them could clearly hear the conversation between the two people, as the distance was somewhat far.
Su Mo straightened her back and lightly tugged on the person behind her, whispering, “Did you catch any of that?”
“I saw it,” Lu Chen’s gaze remained fixed on the lips of the two people inside the window, conversing non-stop.
He memorized the conversation.
“What?” Su Mo turned her head slightly, her gaze landing on the enticing thin lips of the man beside her; something dawned on her, “Can you read lips?”
Getting a positive response, Su Mo raised an eyebrow, admiring the man’s many talents.
Li Qian didn’t immediately leave from below; he stood at the gate for a while, making Su Mo somewhat nervous.
Only when he finally vanished from view did she relax.
Lu Chen led her down the tree.
With the enhancement of spiritual power, the two of them successfully made it back to the main road, walking as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, the dormitory building below was already filled with Mo Yan’s people.
Some of them were quite familiar to Su Mo, having seen them a few times at the university.
As soon as the two returned, several students surrounded them.
Ai Yang was at the forefront; his face was full of questions for Su Mo, and he was about to charge forward when Mo Yan pulled him back.
“Why are you pulling me?
Mengyao still hasn’t been found!” he turned, shaking off Mo Yan’s hand, visibly annoyed.
Mo Yan pointed to something behind the two, his expression ugly.
Su Mo turned her head and saw Chu Mengyao being carried horizontally in the arms of a male student, her body covered with large bruises, wearing nothing but a thin coat.
“When we found her in the cell…
she was already ,” said the pale-faced male student.
He was shocked to see his goddess-like Chu Mengyao covered in wounds, naked on the ground, and the cut on her forehead looked disfiguring.
To the discerning eye…
it was clear she had been tortured and violated.
Ai Yang and Mo Yan rushed over to catch the naked woman; Mo Yan took some water offered by a female student and gave her a sip.
Chu Mengyao’s eyes, hazy and heavy, finally opened, “Am I…
“Yes, you’re alive, Mengyao, and that’s good,” Mo Yan held her, wrapping her up more securely, comforting her gently.
Chu Mengyao’s gaze seemed lifeless as she looked around, her body still trembling, and the pain helping her to regain her clarity.
When Chu Mengyao’s eyes fell on the people around her and Su Mo, she suddenly went crazy, destroyed, everything was destroyed!
Why did you do this to me?”
All eyes turned to Su Mo, and once again, she became the target of everyone’s accusations.
Lu Chen’s expression darkened, and his large hand barricaded the girl’s shoulders, his presence daunting.
He was clearly protecting her.
With his arms around her, that strong sense of security warmed Su Mo’s heart, and her lips curled into a smile.
But Chu Mengyao being violated by someone taking advantage of the situation was beyond her expectation; she hadn’t anticipated this development.
If she were to be honest, Su Mo didn’t feel much guilt, thinking that if this green tea b*tch hadn’t caused trouble and stayed out of it, she wouldn’t have cracked her skull and left her on the road.
“If you want to talk about harm, well, sure,” she simply nodded and accepted the infamous label of causing harm, as it wouldn’t cost her a piece of flesh anyway.
“You’re still smiling, Momo!
You owe Mengyao an apology!” Mo Yan couldn’t tolerate Su Mo’s apparent disregard for life and death.
The hand wrapped around the girl’s shoulder was also an eyesore to him.
“And who are you, exactly?” Su Mo’s face darkened; she really despised the once sunny and warm man: “I should have just let you die under that meteor shower.”
Now that they had found the person, Su Mo pulled Lu Chen, intent on leaving, but then Mo Yan said something that left her heart cold.
“Why wasn’t it you who had the accident?” Mo Yan hugged Chu Mengyao tightly.
As a superpower user, he made a clear distinction between those with powers and ordinary people, knowing who he needed to protect when it mattered most.
Lu Chen’s hand, which hung at his side, clenched into a fist, making a creaking sound.
As soon as these words were spoken, he hurled a shard of Ice Blade.
Mo Yan, holding Chu Mengyao, couldn’t dodge in time and released a fireball in an attempt to melt the Ice Blade.
But he didn’t expect the speed to be too fast, and as he turned around with Chu Mengyao in his arms, only half of the Ice Blade melted, plunging into his shoulder, eliciting a muffled grunt from him.
“Next time, it won’t miss,” the man’s icy warning echoed in everyone’s hearts as he pulled Su Mo and vanished at the dormitory staircase.
A sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and Mo Yan, holding back his pain, lifted Chu Mengyao horizontally.
Ai Yang stepped forward to help him up: “This man is too arrogant.”
“Let’s talk about it when we get back; Mengyao’s situation isn’t good right now.”
About a dozen students followed him back to the third floor.
Once Chu Mengyao returned to her room, she locked herself in the bathroom and desperately scrubbed herself with water, trying to wash away the filth from her body.
As she scrubbed, looking at her scars, she fell into terrifying memories.
After being taken away, she was thrown into a cell, a place she had never been before, filthy and teeming with snakes and vermin.
Without any Combat Power, she wasn’t even able to summon a water ball before her hands were bound.
No matter how much she insisted she was a superpower user, they didn’t believe her, even laughing at her bloodied face.
Her clothes were forcefully stripped off, and no matter how she screamed and cried, she could only lie on the ground and listen to their insults.
“That little girl by Commander Lu’s side isn’t bad either.”
She won’t live more than two days.
My brother secretly told me, all three of them are as good as dead.”
“Oh well, this one is pretty good too.
It’s been how long since we’ve touched a woman?”
Chu Mengyao, thinking of these conversations, began to scream frantically, her washing movements growing more violent.
Fearing something might happen to her, Mo Yan stayed outside.
Hearing noises from inside, he immediately burst through the door only to be startled by the sight of the woman’s body, without a single patch of intact skin.
He wrapped her with a towel, his tone tinged with distress: “Stop washing, Mengyao, you’re clean enough.”
Chu Mengyao stopped her movements, her eyes misty with tears and filled with despair: “You will despise me, all of you will despise me.”
“No one dares despise you, for you are a superpower user,” Mo Yan said softly, hugging her in an attempt to calm her down.
“Then do you want me, Mo Yan?” Chu Mengyao leaned in close, her lips pale as she was about to kiss him.
Mo Yan lifted his head, and her kiss landed on his neck.
His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he said gently, “You’ve also had a rough day.
I’ll carry you out to rest first, and we can talk about this later.”
He stood up, enduring pain in his shoulder, and carried her out of the bathroom and laid her on the bed.
“I will get justice for you, don’t worry.”
He tucked Chu Mengyao into the bedding, carefully covering her, and gently kissed her forehead: “Get some rest; I’ll go treat my wound, and don’t do anything foolish.”
When she was intact, Mo Yan didn’t accept her, so how could he possibly want her now that she had become this broken body!
Within the bedding, Chu Mengyao clenched her fists tightly, her eyes veiled with intense hatred as she whispered hatefully through gritted teeth: “Su Mo.”
Outside the door, Ai Yang paced back and forth.
Seeing Mo Yan emerge, he asked in a low voice: “How is she?”