Before she could finish her sentence, she was greeted by her mother who pushed her head and face, and her father pressed her shoulders, and she kept getting out of the room.

As for what she said, under such circumstances, no one cared.

bang!

The door of her own house was closed in front of her eyes, which made Jasmin feel dazed and helpless.

She wanted to knock on the door and use the key she carried to prove her identity, but at this moment, she heard her mother at the opposite window, saying to the patrolling police below: "There are thieves here, there are thieves!"

Thief... Mom and Dad don't know me anymore... Will they think that I murdered themselves... Will the police believe in the "automatic wishing machine"... Jasmine's heart tightened, and she subconsciously decided to leave the apartment first to avoid the police , Wait until dawn to explain to father and mother one by one, and win them with common memories.

Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng, she buried her head, and under the watchful eyes of the neighbors who heard the sound, she quickly walked down the stairs and rushed out of the apartment.

Running all the way to a nearby alley, avoiding the policemen coming from the street, Jasmin gasped and stopped, tears slipped down her face involuntarily and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out, covered her mouth, and dragged her to a secluded place in the alley.

"How much? I'll give you whatever you want..." A drunken, mumbled voice sounded in Jasmin's ear, as if he regarded her as a street girl and couldn't resist her temptation.

Jasmin struggled hard, startled, frightened and desperate.

Just when she felt that she was about to collapse, the drunk man let go of his hand.

"Miss, are you okay?" A hoarse male voice followed.

Jasmin quickly left the area where the drunk was, then turned around and saw a policeman in a black and white checkered uniform.

"He, he wants to..." Jasmine started to cry as she spoke.

The policeman looked at her pitifully and said, "We will send him to the Magistrate's Court, but Miss, you need to go back to the police station with me and make a statement."

Jasmin was in a state of extreme panic and bewilderment, so she nodded subconsciously.

Not long after, she sat in the confession room of a nearby police station, opposite the policeman and his colleagues.

"That is to say, he never asked if you were a street girl, and you never hinted at attracting customers?" the policeman said, considering his words.

He was worried that speaking too bluntly would hurt the beautiful girl in front of him.

Holding the coffee cup in his hand, Jasmine lowered his head and took a sip, "Well, I just arrived at that alley."

"Okay, let's go here. Miss Jasmine, can you tell us where your home is? We will send someone to take you back." Another policeman asked courteously.

Thinking of her parents' reaction, thinking of those disgusting gazes, Jasmine couldn't help but shuddered, and said as if she was about to cry: "I have a conflict with my parents, and I can't go home for a while, maybe you can send me to the nearest hotel ..."

Speaking of this, she remembered that she had only a few pennies left on her body, and she couldn't stay in a very good hotel at all, and that kind of cheap hotel was almost tantamount to danger to her.

The first policeman was taken aback and said, "Okay."

On the way to send Jasmine to the nearest hotel, the policeman hesitated several times and finally said: "If, I mean, if you are going to be a street girl, you can come to me directly, no need, no need to work so hard..."

Hearing this sentence, Jasmine felt that her spirit was about to collapse, which was different from the feeling when she saw that face for the first time after being burned by the fire.

This made her extremely insecure, and she remained silent without answering.

Fortunately, the policeman did not force her, and sent her all the way to the door of the nearest hotel.

"No need, I'll go in by myself." Jasmine rejected the other party's proposal to take her to the room. JrNovels.com