The next day, the headlines of all major newspapers and online media outlets were packed with one particular story. When people clicked to see more, they discovered photos of Ye Tianjiao mingling with different men.
Naturally, at the bottom, there were videos and photos of her in a hotel with someone from last night.
Although key parts were blurred by mosaic, that soul-selling voice was still enough to melt anyone's bones.
"Faster, harder, oh, you're so good." With such words, everyone down below exploded.
"How much per night?"
"Come find me, I'm super energetic."
"Your skin looks so good, wondering how much per night. I'll book for a whole night."
Watching the comments below, the corners of Ye Ranran's lips curl up in a slight smile.
Ye Tianjiao was oblivious to everything that had happened. She woke up feebly in a dim corner of a warehouse.
"Don't... don't touch me." Her voice trembled out before her eyes even opened.