My Beloved Model

Chapter 348: 347 TAKING TIME


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Everything happened so fast that Han Luo didn't have the time to prepare for it.

Her head was covered with the jute bag and it was tightened around her neck, making it hard to breathe.

When she tried to struggle, her arms were grabbed and moved on her back and locked with plastic handcuffs.

Since Han Luo couldn't use her hands, she aimlessly threw her legs.

"Ack!" an awkward voice came from her left side when her right leg touched something.

"Get her!" someone ordered.

More people caught Han Luo and she was unable to move. She sensed that they were dragging her somewhere. She shouted and moved her body with all her might but no one came to help her.

After she was taken to the exact place the attackers wanted, her body was thrown away.

Han Luo's body hit the cold floor and her whole body flinched. She didn't make a single sound.

"Did she lose consciousness after being thrown?" someone asked. It was a female voice.

Han Luo couldn't recognize this voice.

"This b**** can kick harshly. We should beat her to death before leaving," another girl said.

'It sounds familiar,' Han Luo thought. 'Where did I hear it?' She tried to recall but couldn't.

"We can't do that. We shouldn't leave any evidence. Let's go out," someone else spoke.

Han Luo couldn't recognize her voice either. She heard them leaving and locking the door.

After she heard them moving away from her, she began to shout for help, "Someone, please help! Anyone! Please!"

She was a bit puzzled why students didn't hear her screaming and came to help her. She only heard the voices of three girls.

She tried to recall, 'Three girls… hmm… were they so powerful that it made other students ignore the group… Isn't the only group like that? What was the name of their group...'

Han Luo remembered what Beth told her before. 'Ah yes, that's Rocking Hell! I remember their leading singer's voice. So, I kicked her that time… serves her right.'

After those girls locked the door, they laughed.

Jasmine snickered mercilessly. "Serves her right for trying to steal Yuan from us." Her legs were still hurting because of the kick Han Luo gave her.

Her one friend agreed with her, "Yes, who does she think she is? A girl from who knows where wants Yuan to give her a piggyback ride and accompany her everywhere…. Such an eyesore!"

"Treating Yuan like her escort," another one commented.

The third girl spoke, "Just who does she think she is."

The conversation expressed how sickly their obsession was for Han Sheng Ming, Tang Yujin, and Mo Yuan and how much they despised their female companions.

"Yes!"

"She should move to the next target."

"What about that girl with Ming? I absolutely hate her. Did you see how they walked hand in hand and flirted with each other?"

"Isn't that girl a child prodigy – Zheng Mian? She is a famous model. She should do anything harshly. She has lots of fans."

"I think so too. We can take her on later and make it like a normal accident."

"Good idea. What about that girl with Yujin then? She looks too meek."

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"I was informed that Yujin was engaged. This girl could be his fiancée."

"She is a weak girl who needs protection from a prince, doesn't she?"

"How dare she think that Yujin will be her protector? What a b***h!"

"Getting rid of her wouldn't be that hard. Just like this eyesore," Jasmine sneered.

"Yes, Luo Han can be considered dead."

The girls started to laugh.

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Meanwhile, Mo Yuan and others noticed that Han Luo was gone for a while now.

"Where did little Luo Luo go?" Han Sheng Ming inquired.

"She went away from the crowd to talk to someone," Zheng Mian answered.

"It's been more than ten minutes. How long does she take to speak to someone?" Beth questioned.

Mo Yuan began to look for Han Luo. Around the lighting and the crowds, he couldn't find her. Anxiety grew in his heart.

He passed the students and went to a less crowded area. However, Han Luo was nowhere to be seen.

Tang Yujin stated, "Perhaps, she went to the food stall." He also came to search for Han Luo.

"She already ate with me," Mo Yuan told him.

Tang Yujin became quiet. He knew that Han Luo wasn't a foodie. Once she ate once, she wouldn't touch any food for the next four hours.

"Call her number," he suggested.

When he looked at Mo Yuan, he realized that he didn't have to say anything since his friend was tapping his cell phone.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Mo Yuan and Tang Yujin were startled. They were familiar with Han Luo's mobile ringtone. They heard the ringtone close to them but they couldn't see her.

Both of them began to look for the cell phone.

"Found it," Tang Yujin saw it first. It was on the ground. He picked it up and mumbled, "If it's here, where is she?"

While they were wondering about her whereabouts, Han Luo was doing her utmost to bend her body and placed her handcuffed arms.

After that, she put her legs in between her hands and moved her legs backward. Since her body was thin and flexible, she didn't have to work hard to bring her arms in the front side.

When she started to open the jute bag from her head, it only tightened around her neck.

She took some deep breaths to calm herself and then patiently unfastened it.

Finally, she was able to take it off and heavily panted while lying on the floor.

'That was intense,' she thought. 'Now I will have to draw some attention so that someone would notice that I'm here.'

When she was planning, she smelled something strange.

She sniffed and came to a decision. 'Something is burning but what….

She looked around and saw the fire on the switchboard. The fire was slowly spreading.

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