Jing Hui clicked twice, and 40,000 yuan was easily deposited into her account. Then, she skillfully reported the harassment and blocked the person. She had seen plenty of this kind of trashy person.

Putting her phone away, the girl looked at the door in front of her. There was an electronic lock on the door. She stretched out a finger and touched the panel, which lit up a numeric keypad.

“Drip~ drip~ drip~……………”

Enter the password that Zhao Yi told her.

“Beep…beep! Beep!”

The sound of a motor driving came from the door lock, and Jing Hui turned the doorknob to open the door and enter the apartment.

As soon as they entered, they heard Song Ning and Zhao Yi’s voices. The two of them were completely unaware that there was already another person in the duplex apartment.

The dim light filtering in from the second floor only allowed Jing Hui to make out a vague outline. She listened to the conversation between the two people upstairs while watching her step as she walked into the room.

There must be a sensor; the ambient light on the first floor slowly turned on. Although the light wasn’t very bright, it was enough to make the room’s layout clear.

As Jing Hui approached the stairs, she finally heard their voices clearly. She thought to herself:

“So it was Sister Yi who was throwing a tantrum. Brother Ning’s way of coaxing her is quite amusing. Hehe, coaxing Sister Yi is all it takes to give her a good beating and everything will be fine. Let’s hurry up and go upstairs, we can watch the battle!”

………………

This was how the three met in real life for the first time. Although Song Ning and Zhao Yi were naked, they weren’t embarrassed at all. Song Ning was just a little puzzled by Jing Hui’s words:

“When did I say that Xiaoyi values ​​material things?”

Jing Hui casually put down her shoulder bag, walked to the bedside, took off her shoes, and climbed onto the bed with her hands supporting her weight. She climbed up next to Zhao Yi with her little bottom sticking up high. Her pleated skirt, which went past her knees, swayed back and forth, and her round thighs were faintly visible. The girl was wearing beige slouch socks on her calves, and she looked extremely pure.

After crawling to Zhao Yi’s side, Jing Hui knelt on the bed, her legs bent, completely unconcerned that the view under her skirt was exposed to Song Ning. She hugged her sister and said:

“You didn’t say it, but that’s exactly what you did!”

“Otherwise, why would you spend so much money on Sister Yi the moment she met that student council president today?”

“Isn’t it just because that trash chairman is rich?”

Song Ning suddenly realized that Zhao Yi was angry because of this. He was about to explain when Jing Hui pressed on, saying:

“You actually think that Sister Yi is petty? Do you know how many nice things Sister Yi said to you to persuade me?”

“Sister Yi is already so wronged, and you still have that big cock trying to shove it into her ass!”

“Men are all the same, not a single one of them is any good, humph!!”

Jing Hui glanced at Song Ning’s huge penis a few times and couldn’t help but swallow. This thing was much bigger than it looked in the photos and videos.

Looking at Song Ning’s appearance and figure, he found that she was much better than he had imagined.

“No, Xiaohui…”

Fearing things would get too tense between her husband and best friend, Zhao Yi quickly tried to explain on Song Ning’s behalf:

“It’s not your brother Ning’s fault… please don’t talk about him anymore…”

Seeing the pleading look in Zhao Yi’s eyes, Jing Hui’s heart softened, and she didn’t say anything more. Besides, she was an outsider; a few words of support were enough. Saying anything more would be meddling. So she changed the subject:

“Sister Yi, you don’t know, I took a taxi here, but I didn’t expect the driver to be such a disgusting guy. He thought I was an escort and even added me on WeChat to try and hook up with me.”

She then jumped off the bed, grabbed her schoolbag, and ran back. Back and forth, she could have gotten off the bed on the other side, but she insisted on crawling back and forth in front of Song Ning, her wiggling bottom making him furious.

Jing Hui took her phone out of her bag and handed it to Zhao Yi:

“Sister Yi, look, this is the person!”

Zhao Yi took the phone and looked at it, discovering it was another WeChat account belonging to Jing Hui. She opened the driver’s Moments and found that he had posted something on Moments not long ago:

“【picture】”

“I hooked up with a top-notch college girl. How much do you guys think she’s worth for one night?”

The photo shows Jing Hui sitting in the back seat; the driver secretly took the picture at some point.

“Disgusting!! What a stinky man!!”

Although she already knew that the driver was no good, Jing Hui was still furious. This post on her WeChat Moments was made an hour earlier, right when Jing Hui got into the car, and she became known as the “student bitch” in the driver’s eyes.

I scrolled through my old WeChat Moments, and it was full of disgusting posts. They were all photos of female passengers, accompanied by filthy words like “slut,” “prostitute,” “contrast,” and “whore.”

There were even a few photos of unconscious women, their expressions blank, their bodies blurred out, but you could guess what was underneath. The captions were:

“The new perfume is great, fast-acting and long-lasting. A stunning young woman; DM me for photos and videos.”

Seeing this, Zhao Yi and Jing Hui felt a chill of fear. They never expected that this taxi driver would do such a despicable thing, drugging and raping female passengers, and then filming the process and selling it everywhere.