The man's insults continued to echo in his ears.

The air was filled with a terrifying aura, like a tide of sin, coming in waves.

Just as he was tugging at her skirt, Ye Jiaqi grabbed the ashtray on the bedside.

With a "boom" sound, she hit the ashtray on the man's head with all her strength!

Instantly, the cursing voices stopped, and the air fell into a deathly silence.

The man looked at Ye Jiaqi with wide eyes. Blood was flowing from his head, ferocious and terrifying, and a strong smell of blood suddenly appeared in the air.

Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat. She opened her eyes wide in horror, covered her mouth, and watched the American man fall straight to the ground with a loud noise!

Ye Jiaqi's hand trembled, and the ashtray fell to the ground, "clang" and shattered!

The room was silent for a moment.

Ye Jiaqi's heart was beating wildly, as if a string had been plucked, and it could not calm down. There was still a bitter and sour taste in her throat, and her face was pale, not rosy at all.

She sat up in fear, her shoulders shaking in fear.

She didn't know whether this man was dead or alive...

Fear, panic, and nervousness all rushed into her heart, and her heart was trembling.

Her hair was messily draped over her shoulders, and her mind went blank. At this moment, she actually forgot what she wanted to do.

My fingers kept shaking and I couldn't hold it down no matter what.

Did she kill someone? No...she killed someone...

A chill ran through her exposed skin, and there was cold sweat behind her, making her whole body feel like she was in an ice cellar.

There was a "buzzing" sound in her ears, like thousands of bees swirling around. She had a splitting headache and dared not look at the man on the ground.

Finally regaining consciousness, she got out of bed and struggled to pick up her windbreaker and mobile phone from the ground.

The ashtray was covered with blood, and blood was still oozing from the man's head.

The floor was stained red, which was shocking.

Ye Jiaqi's pupils tightened, and his eyes were full of panic and fear.

She held on to the wall, staggered, and ran out quickly, as if she was suffocating.

She was afraid that the man would wake up again and that he would chase her. She didn't dare to see the blood, let alone the man's ferocious face.

If there was no ashtray on hand just now, she would now...

Ye Jiaqi shook his head and did not dare to continue thinking.

She was walking very fast, panting constantly, and almost didn't catch her breath. She was too scared, really scared.

When she walked to the elevator, she kept tapping the elevator buttons. She was really afraid that the man would wake up.

Fortunately, the elevator came up and the door opened.

Ye Jiaqi got on the elevator, pressed the downstairs button, and slumped against the elevator wall, with no color on his face.

There was a mirror in the elevator, and she saw that she was neither a human nor a ghost in the mirror, her hair was messy, and her shirt buttons were unbuttoned.

The buttons on the collar were torn off, and the threads were still hanging on the collar. At this moment, she was embarrassed and panicked.

My heart was beating "thumping" and "thumping" non-stop, almost jumping out of my throat.

She wanted to go home, just wanted to go home.

My back was covered in cold sweat, and it was sticky to my body.

It was so quiet in the elevator that she could even hear her own breathing and heartbeat, frantic and restless.

Everything is in chaos, even my mind is in chaos.

No matter how calm I am, I can't suppress this heavy emotion.

"Ding", the elevator reaches the first floor.
Chapter completed!