At this time, she looked down on herself and felt embarrassed.

"Mo Hanya, what's wrong with you?" Dongfang Mi softened his voice, leaned toward her, and asked with concern, "Have you encountered something that you can't solve and don't know what to do?"

"No, no." She shook her head, but she didn't expect that the more she shook her head, her eyes would become wet and her heart would become more uncomfortable.

Of course Dongfang Mi didn't believe it. He came close to her, sat behind her, gently held her shoulders with his hands, lowered his head, and smelled the fragrance of her hair quietly while whispering seductively into her ears.

Speak softly, "Don't forget, I can tell fortunes. I can tell that there is something on your mind."

"..."

"In my heart, you are not only my colleague, but also my friend. If I have anything to do, I will definitely tell you. If you have something to do now, why don't you tell me? Don't you treat me as a friend?"

"No, it's not." She struggled uncomfortably in her heart. "Simon, from the moment I chatted with you on the balcony, I regarded you as a friend."

"Me too." Dongfang Mi said softly, "In that case, tell me what you have buried in your heart. I will be a good listener, and I will also help you analyze and help you.

——Although it is said that when a person encounters difficulties, the first thing that comes to mind should not be help from others, but self-help. However, I hope that when you encounter difficulties, you will first think of me as a friend and let me help you solve the problem.

.”

His voice was already full of magic and pleasant to listen to, and now he spoke so softly, so considerately, and spoke with sincerity and sincerity. His magic and charm made it even more irresistible and unstoppable.

.

Mo Hanya thought for a while with tears in her eyes, and finally she was obsessed with him, and told him all the unspeakable things intermittently, "Simon, I... was raped, I, I

Don’t know who he is.”

Dongfang Mizuruo frowned in surprise, "When...is that person from the island?"

"I was...raped by him for three nights. The first night was on the night of Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Wang's eighteenth birthday." Looking back on the injuries she suffered that night, tears filled her eyes.

More and more tears accumulated, and as soon as I blinked my eyes, tears poured down my face.

Damn, "I... don't know who he is, I don't know what he looks like, I know nothing about him. Every time, he will tie my hands and cover my eyes. He is really

It's too much... He never talks to me, I think he may be mute."

Dongfang Mi listened quietly, occasionally raising her hand and gently wiping away the tears on her face with her warm fingertips.

"He has the key to my dormitory. Just last night, he... entered my dormitory and violated me while I was sleeping." She clearly thought of the happy moment she spent with the mysterious him last night, and she thought

I felt so guilty that I couldn't talk any more. I blinked my eyes and let the tears fall.

At this moment, Dongfang Mi chose to be quiet, turned her body gently, hugged her face to face, put her tearful face against his chest, and let her raging hot tears soak his clothes, and he

On her chest, she secretly let the hot skin on her chest taste the taste of her tears.

"Simon, what should I do? What should I do?" Mo Hanya was still crying sadly, "Wuwu... What should I do to prevent him from violating again? What should I do to catch him?

Let him get the punishment he deserves?"

Dongfang Mi's face was slightly gloomy and calm. One hand gently stroked her long and bright hair, and the other hand gently hugged her water snake-like waist. He lowered his head slightly and kissed her softly.

He raised his head and said in a very soft voice: "I will help you. I will do my best to catch that person and seek justice for you."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Simon, thank you, thank you."

"I'm your friend, you don't need to say thank you to me." Dongfang Michao soothed her magically, without any unnaturalness or any artificiality or hypocrisy. "Do you want to talk to Manager Wu about this?"

"

Mo Hanya was stunned for a moment, thought about it uncomfortably, sniffed, and shook her head in his comforting embrace, "No, I... don't want more people to know about this."

Hearing this, the corners of Dongfang Fan's lips raised slightly, a bit like mockery, a bit like sympathy, and a bit like approval and satisfaction, "Don't worry, I won't tell others about this.

I will use my ability to secretly investigate that person."

"Thank you..." At this time, he was definitely the number one good person in Mo Hanya's heart.

Dongfang Mi smiled lightly, "Go to my bedroom and rest for a while. I'll go to the kitchen and cook something delicious for you."

"Yes." She nodded choked, slowly left his arms, wiped the tears on her face, and smiled at him sheepishly.

…

After Dongfang Mi took her to his bedroom on the second floor, he thoughtfully put the crimson teddy bear poodle she named Qi Yuan into her arms, touched her head, and said lovingly:

"While I'm cooking something delicious, I'll let this little guy keep you company."

After telling him everything that was hidden deep in her heart, Mo Hanya felt more or less relaxed and felt better, holding Qi Yuan's unappreciative smile towards him.

"I'm going to the kitchen. You can cook something delicious as you please. I'll come up and call you." After saying this gently and patiently, he turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Mo Hanya watched his leaving figure intently until he walked out of the bedroom and closed the bedroom door.

His bedroom is simple and elegant, but it is also luxurious. It exudes the atmosphere of a typical successful man's residence, which is very consistent with his naturally elegant and noble temperament.

His bedroom was a bit big. She held Qi Yuan and looked around curiously, looking left and right.

When she reached a high-end wardrobe, she stretched out her hand out of nowhere, opened the wardrobe and looked at the clothes he hung inside.

"Wow!?" When she opened the closet, she was so surprised that she saw that in the closet, there were brand A, brand B, brand C... high-quality brand-name clothes were meticulously hung in a row, all of which showed the owner's peak level of talent.

Noble and kingly temperament.

At this moment, she had some doubts. Is he really just an employee who guards the Taoyuan Villa where the owner of the villa lives?

If so, he is so powerful and charming, then wouldn’t the mysterious owner of the Villa he works for be even more powerful? If so, then is the mysterious owner of the Villa still a human?

With these doubts, she slowly closed the door of the high-end wardrobe, walked slowly to the combination cabinet next to her, held Qi Yuan in one hand, and took down a photo album from the cabinet with the other. She took a deep breath and opened it nervously.

photo album.

In the photo album, there are photos of him and another man.

That man had the same appearance as the owner of ** Villa that he described on the balcony that night. He had thick eyebrows, smaller eyes, a bit flat nose, a bit thick mouth, and darker skin.

Seeing such a photo, she was sure that this man who was not half as handsome as him was the owner of ** Villa. She looked at the door, pulled out a photo of that man and quietly placed it on her body.

…

At this time, Oriental fans were sitting in a room equipped with dozens of monitor screens.

There was a microwave next to him. He came out of the bedroom and went downstairs before moving the microwave in the kitchen to this room.

At this time, he adjusted the hot food status and time of the microwave oven, sat on the leather chair with his legs crossed and looked at the monitor screen in front of him calmly.

On the screen, it was Mo Hanya looking through something in his bedroom.

When he saw that she had secretly put a certain photo on her body, his charming and handsome face did not show any strange color. When he heard the sound of the microwave being up, he stood up, opened the microwave, and took it out to eat.

of food and walked out of the control room as if nothing had happened.

Half an hour later...

"Hanya, you can go downstairs for dinner." He opened the bedroom door and said with a smile to her who was sitting on the sofa with Qiyuan in her arms.

"Hmm." After getting the photo, Mo Hanya felt a little happy and a little excited. She immediately walked towards him with Qi Yuan in her arms and a smile on her face. "Haha, I seem to have smelled the fragrance. You can do it.

What kind of dish?”

"I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to wait any longer, so I made a few simple dishes."

"Oh, I really can't wait. Right now, I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back."

"hehe……"

The two of them walked downstairs talking and laughing.

Sitting on a small dining table, Dongfang Mi not only served her rice thoughtfully, but also brought her vegetables, taking great care of her.

"Simon, you are so kind." Faced with such care from him, Mo Hanya was almost moved to tears, "I am lucky to know you."

Dongfang was fascinated but smiled without saying a word, stretched out his hand, and poured her a drink with great care.

…

It seems that from that night when they saw someone trying to kill Mo Hanya, Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Wang unknowingly united with one heart.

At noon that day, they came to Mo Hanya's dormitory together.

When they discovered that she was not there, they both became anxious and immediately divided the areas and searched for her separately.

n hours later, it was already evening, but neither of them found her, and they once again gathered worriedly in the corridor outside her dormitory.

"We haven't found the old woman after searching for so long. Could the old woman..." Dongfang Yu didn't dare to say any more. His handsome face was full of real worry, and his always cold heart was full of never-ending worry.

I have been anxious.

"Before we had an interview with the old man, Wu Hao didn't have the courage." Dongfang Wang confirmed with a dark expression. He looked at the misty beautiful scenery in the distance, raised his hand to look at his watch, and sighed quietly, "Well, we

Go to the bar and wait, she will definitely go to the bar to sing at eight o'clock."

…

When they arrived at the bar, the two of them sat in the best seat closest to the stage where they had once sat.

This time, perhaps because he was too worried, Dongfang Wang made an exception and did not take out a handkerchief to wipe the seat where he was sitting. He also did not order snacks and only asked the waiter to bring a bottle of low-alcohol wine.

When they arrived, it was not yet seven o'clock. During this waiting period, neither of them spoke. Although their hearts were anxious, they were both full of patience. They just took a sip of wine and took care of themselves.

Looking at the stage, each person's handsome face would occasionally flash a color called memory...
To be continued...