713: Chapter 702: Rescue 713: Chapter 702: Rescue Beside the basket, there also stood a clothes rack, draped with clothes that Xiao Hua had only seen in cartoons, such as short schoolgirl outfits, pink nurse uniforms, leather jackets, and OL suits.
Xiao Hua blushed at the sight of these items.
“Relax,” said Song Yun with a smile, “we won’t be needing these tonight.”
“Mhm,” Xiao Hua nodded, remaining silent.
Before long, a series of knocks echoed from the door.
Then the door was pushed open from the outside.
“Hello,” a timid female voice came from the door, and then a girl appeared in front of Song Yun.
She looked very ordinary, much like most sixteen to seventeen-year-olds, pretty enough, but not what you’d call beautiful.
But for those who preyed on young girls, it was their youthful allure that mattered, not so much their looks.
The girl’s figure was average, only just beginning to develop, with peaks that were neither large nor small—slightly better than Brother Chun’s, but she had no so-called “career line.” Her clothes were simple: a tight top with a short skirt, paired with fishnet stockings.
However, a girl of her age dressed with such mature sex appeal seemed somewhat out of place.
Overall, she was a green fruit.
And a girl of her age, she should be sitting in a classroom for evening self-study!
But instead of late-night studying in a classroom, this girl had to dress like an adult and then be ravaged by a man she’d never met.
The girl stood timidly at the door, hesitant to enter, but a man stood behind her, pushing her into the room before closing the door.
The girl stood by the door, looking lost.
“Come here,” Song Yun beckoned to the girl.
“I… I,” the girl’s voice trembled slightly, but she didn’t move towards Song Yun.
“I told you to come here,” Song Yun’s voice grew heavier; the girl shuddered and eventually started to walk slowly toward him.
Finally, after what felt like half a century but was actually only a minute, the girl made it to Song Yun.
Song Yun, without a shred of sympathy, stretched out a hand and pulled the girl to sit by his side.
“What’s your name?” Song Yun asked.
“I… my name is Xiao Hong,” the girl said, looking down, not daring to meet Song Yun’s gaze.
“Tell me your real name,” Song Yun’s voice carried a tinge of authority; the girl rushed out, “I… I… my name is Su Keke.”
“Is that your real name?”
“Yes… yes, it is.”
“Where are you from?” Song Yun continued.
“You… sir, why are you asking this?” The girl had a look of wariness, but deep in her eyes, there was a glint of hope.
“I’m just asking,” Song Yun lit a cigarette, “I’d like to get a clear understanding first.”
“I… I’m from SD,” the girl said.
“How did you come to Sunan?”
The girl hesitated before saying, “Home… home was poor, so… I came to Sunan to work.”
“To work?
So, how did you end up here?” Song Yun asked, “You… were you deceived into coming here?”
“No, no!” The girl shook her head fiercely, “I came willingly, no one deceived me, no one, absolutely not!”
“Don’t panic,” Song Yun said, “If you were deceived into coming, you can tell me, I’m telling you, I’m not a bad guy!”
Although Song Yun’s mouth claimed he wasn’t a bad guy, his expression looked extremely lewd and frightening to the girl.
“No, no, sir, we all come here voluntarily, definitely not deceived,” the girl insisted earnestly.
“Are you sure?” Song Yun’s face went blank, “If you need help, perhaps I could be of assistance.”
At these words, the girl fell silent.
“Speak up, if you tell the truth, I will ensure that you return home safely,” Song Yun said, cigarette hanging from his lips.
The girl struggled visibly, trembling slightly, her hands grasping tightly onto the bedding.
A few minutes passed, followed by faint sobbing from the girl.
“Explain everything to me clearly, the whole story, I promise, I will keep you safe,” Song Yun handed her a face tissue.
“I… I was deceived into coming.”
Finally, the girl revealed the truth.
Actually, the story was simple and clichéd.
This girl didn’t like school; she loved playing games online, where she met many people.
Youthful as they were, they enjoyed playing husband and wife games, and in one such game, this girl found herself a husband.
Song Yun had nothing but disdain for such things; they appealed only to those who were lonely and empty in real life.
After finding herself a husband, he spun her a fantastic fairy tale.
In that fairy tale, he was a rich second generation, his family incredibly wealthy, and he even showed her car keys—Mercedes, BMWs, you name it.
Then he always gave her in-game gifts, and while they might be worth only around a hundred yuan when translated into real cash, it gave this naive girl a taste of sweet love from this so-called husband.
Then the story unfolded according to script: one day, after a fight with her family, she told her online husband, who invited her to Sunan to seek refuge and promised to take care of her for a lifetime.
She naively traveled to Sunan to find this husband, and from there, the story was simple.
The girl was captured and brought here to sell herself.
Being sixteen, she was priced high, until tonight, when Song Yun took interest and brought her to his bed.
The story was just that straightforward.
“You mean, they deceived you into coming, then forced you?
Is that right?” Song Yun asked.
“Yes, that’s right, can… can you help me?” The girl gazed at Song Yun with hope, “They… they always keep those of us who were deceived together, not allowing us to contact the outside, and once, they intentionally sent someone to test us.
One of my sisters was exposed, and that night, she was gang-raped by a group of men.
Please don’t deceive me, sir, I beg you.”
Song Yun glanced at Xiao Hua and said, “See?
How naive and easily fooled these kids are.
I’ve already drawn everything out of her with just a few sentences.”
Xiao Hua looked pityingly at the girl who was even younger than herself and said, “Brother, let’s just help her, please.”
“I need to make something clear to you,” Song Yun looked seriously at Xiao Hua, “We are traders, not philanthropists.
This kind of thing is actually very common in today’s society, it happens everywhere.
If you harbor a hero complex in your heart, I could arrange for you to intern at a police station.
There’s no problem with that.
But letting you into my establishment, that’s out of the question.”
“Still, brother, even though we might not need to meddle in everything, if we really come across a situation, extending a hand might change someone’s fate, and it wouldn’t harm us, right?” Xiao Hua retorted.
“To rescue someone from fire and water, one must ensure not to set oneself alight,” Song Yun replied calmly, “Right now, saving her is a matter of minutes, but one day, if you encounter someone you can’t withstand, what will you do?
Will you risk yourself for the sake of helping others, or will you ignore it all?”
“I… will do as much as I can,” Xiao Hua answered after a long pause.