CHAPTER 155: CHAPTER 155 ASKING HIM FOR HELP

The freedom that is begged for is very suffocating.

Since it’s already a fact that Mrs. Huo dislikes her, why should she let herself lose more self-respect?

When the first person charged at her, Lin Banxia only felt a dull pain in her chest, as that person punched straight at her chest.

Then, it was a group of people, elegant ladies morphing into vicious thugs, their fists raining down on her body, shoulders, and head like a storm.

Lin Banxia instinctively raised her hands, only able to protect her face...

This beating lasted over ten minutes.

Lin Banxia went from screaming at the beginning to only being able to let out weak groans of pain later.

Mrs. Huo, who was full of resentment towards Lin Banxia just now, felt a pang of soft-heartedness when she saw her beaten to immobility on the ground.

She immediately called for a stop, but those women, still unsatisfied, delivered a few more harsh kicks to Lin Banxia.

"Playing dead, weren’t you eloquent just now?"

"Exactly, the old lady is merciful; if it were up to me, I’d just beat her to death."

Lin Banxia’s head was throbbing painfully, her consciousness somewhat blurred, no part of her body was left intact, everything hurt with a burning pain.

Mrs. Huo’s voice sounded out, cold and merciless: "Lin Banxia, I give you three days, one million yuan, get out quickly, otherwise, next time, I’ll have them beat you to death."

Lin Banxia was in immense pain at this moment, but she remembered every word of the old lady’s clearly.

She no longer had the strength to argue back; she felt she was not far from death.

Once Mrs. Huo and her group left, the door of this box room was locked.

Lin Banxia saw her bag thrown into a corner, and she painfully crawled up.

But quickly, her leg trembled, she fell again, the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth making her look incredibly weak.

But she had to call Huo Yanting for help; she didn’t want to die here, she couldn’t die.

Lin Banxia used a tremendous amount of strength to take the phone out of her bag.

Dialing Huo Yanting’s number, Lin Banxia’s eyes inexplicably turned red.

"Hello!" The man’s steady, magnetic voice came from the phone.

Lin Banxia spoke, her voice carrying a trembling pain: "Huo Yanting, save me..."

The man’s voice, formerly steady and calm, suddenly tightened upon hearing her words: "What happened to you, where are you?"

Lin Banxia’s consciousness was somewhat muddled; she held the phone close and finished telling the address, then everything went black.

She really couldn’t hold on any longer, she felt she was really going to die.

Over ten minutes later, the locked door of the box room was kicked open by a man with great force.

When Huo Yanting strode in, he saw a long trail of blood dragged across the white marble tiles.

At the end of the blood trail, Lin Banxia, covered in injuries, was barely breathing.

Huo Yanting’s eyes suddenly narrowed sharply; he walked over swiftly, looking at Lin Banxia, who had already fainted on the floor.

"Young Master, what happened here? How could Miss Lin be beaten like this?" Qi Han, who followed in, took a sharp breath at the sight.

"Find out immediately who did this!" As Huo Yanting spoke, he gently but urgently gathered the weak woman into his arms and turned to hastily rush out.

Lin Banxia’s consciousness was hazy, but she could vaguely hear a voice urgently resounding in her ear like a command.

"Lin Banxia, wake up, don’t sleep, do you hear me, wake up..."

So domineering, so unreasonable.

She was really so tired, so much in pain!