Every time Yu Jingya reminds Ye Beicheng of the first time, his handsome face is a little awkward, after all, it is a very disgraceful thing.

"I'm sorry..." He made a sincere apology.

Yin Mo, standing beside him, was impatient for a long time, because a sentence from Ye Beicheng that she was sorry, Yu Jingya was silent, so she had a chance to interrupt.

"Could you please tell me if you know each other?"

"Bath, help me up." Yu Jingya changed the subject, and she would surely tell Yin Mo that this man was the one who raped her, but not in front of him.

struggling to help her, Ye Beicheng reached out to help, she avoided.

"Wait for me, I'll give you a call." Ye Beicheng returned to the car and found a pen and paper.

As soon as he left, Yin Mo shouted in surprise: "Jingya, you're lucky to go to Peach Blossom, he should leave you a phone..."

"Is it also called Peach Blossom Luck to be hit by a car? You can go with such luck."

Yin Mo shook his head and said with infinite feeling: "Love is an accident, not something I could hit if I wanted to..."

"You've seen Korean dramas a lot." She gave her friend a bad look.

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Beicheng came over and handed Yu Jingya a white paper with a number. He said softly, "You can contact me about that."

As if she had been insulted, she crumpled the white paper in her hand and threw it into the distance.

Ye Beicheng, facing her angry action, said nothing, turned around and sat back in the car, and left in the dust...

"Are you crazy?" Yin Mo finally responded from the shock: "Gao Fu Shuai, who has never met in a hundred years, should you just throw it away like that?!"

Yu Jingya did not pay attention to her, but limped forward.

"Did I hear what I said to you?"

"You're all twenty-eight, and this opportunity won't necessarily come in ten years!"

"I finally know why you can't get married. That's your attitude, not to mention being rich and handsome, but being short, poor and ugly is also angry and run away..."

Yin Mo chattered on and on without noticing that her face was getting uglier and uglier.

"Did you say enough?"

"No, it's not enough to say it a hundred times!"

"If I said he was the man who raped me, would you still have the ridiculous idea that love was an accident?"

As expected, Yin Mo was speechless. When she thought of the gentle and elegant man just now, she could not associate him with a hooligan.

"I'm home, bye-bye." Yu Jingya shook her hand and stepped on the Yellow Street lamp, walking unsteadily.

After walking a long way and looking back, Yin Mo still stands in his place foolishly. It seems that a person's appearance can really deny a person's behavior.

Her dead party, who was angry at her for being raped a few hours ago, was misled by Gao Fu-shuai's appearance a few hours later.

Night is always mysterious. No one knows what happened in the first second and what happened in the second.

Now, for example, Yu Jingya met the man again on her way home.

Although he was leaning against the car and even the whole car was hidden in the darkness, she could see his face with the help of the moonlight.

Maybe you will forget the people who helped you, but you will never forget that you have unfamiliar faces without mercy.

She meant to bypass him in disregard, but on second thought, she walked in the direction of the car.

"What do you want?"

Ye Beicheng raised his head and pinched out half of the cigarette with a faint light in his hand. He solemnly said, "Let's talk about it..."

We? Yu Jingya's sarcastic laughter sounds like a friend or lover she has known for a long time, but in fact, she has only one relationship with this man, that is, the relationship between rape and rape.