Ran Yun swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and his dark eyes rolled around, "Can you call the police?" ”

The doctor looked at her with a look of hatred, "Of course, this kind of thing must be called to the police, what else do you want." ”

Ran Yun nodded suddenly, agreeing with the doctor's words, but at the same time, he secretly planned in his heart that if Su Yanjue insisted on threatening her with photos, then she would call the police and sue him for indecent assault if he had a diagnosis.

She squinted her eyes slightly, and after thinking for a long time, a trace of remorse flashed on her face. I also blamed myself for being stupid, I was wearing a bathrobe after waking up, the sheets were as clean as new, and I didn't find any traces of **** on my body when I went home to take a shower, but I was deceived by him because of the two photos.

"Girl, girl?" Seeing that Ran Yun had been in a daze, the doctor called her twice.

"Thank you, doctor." Ran Yun suddenly stood up and bowed to the doctor.

The female doctor stood up and saw that she didn't mean to call the police, so she handed her the diagnosis with a cold face, "You can take this well, and if necessary, it can become a piece of evidence." ”

Ran Yun took the diagnosis certificate with both hands as if he had received a pennant, but his eyes drifted thoughtfully towards the window.

************

For a few days, Su Yanjue did not appear in front of Ran Yun again. This situation seems to be peaceful, but in fact it is secretly turbulent.

It was night, and Ran Yun drove to the largest nightclub in X City-Night.

Here she is just a tattoo artist, and she is the only one, and her worth can be imagined.

This job was found by accident after graduating from college, although the environment is dangerous, but fortunately, the salary is quite high, so she can save money secretly.

Ran Yun changed her clothes in her lounge, put on the feather mask she wore all year round, and walked towards the studio with her head down.

But he was stopped by the assistant of the night manager a few steps away.

"Sister Begonia, it's good to see you."

Begonia is Ran Yun's name in the night, and she obtained the name of her mother Gu Haitang in order to remind herself at all times what the real purpose of working at night is.

"The manager told you to go to the VIP room, there are guests."

Ran Yun's eyes slowly swept around, and when he saw that he didn't attract everyone's attention, he replied with a hint of alienation and indifference: "If there are guests coming, you should call those princesses who can't wait to go forward, I'm not a professional escort, let me do something." ”

With that, she turned to walk forward. But the assistant behind her hurriedly ran to her and stretched out his hand to block her way, "The guest asked you to go by name." ”

Ran Yun snorted, raised his hand disapprenoantly, looked at the time, and frowned under the mask, "I'm in a hurry to get a tattoo, I don't have time." She reached out and pushed her assistant's arm away and walked forward.

The little assistant's tangled expression deepened more and more, and he could only block her way, and leaned over to Ran Yun's side and whispered: "Sister Begonia, help, the manager has sent away the guests who have made an appointment for your tattoo, and said that today's tattoo fee will be doubled for you." ”

When Ran Yun heard this, his originally firm heart was a little shaken.

In the past few years, the reason why she has been able to get out of the mud at night without staining is that she has always been a person with her tail between her legs. A mask that blocked everything from her and the outside world, and also taught her not to listen, not to look, not to participate in superfluous things.