Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby Chapter 707 - The Silly Girl

Chapter 707 - The Silly Girl

He pointed at the peddlers, and without waiting for Song Yaoyao to ask, he continued, "And I'm familiar with this place. It's a planned route. There are people everywhere, so there won't be any danger."

He had already said this much, and he seemed to be full of sincerity.

"Are you sure you want to take me sightseeing?"

Song Yaoyao took two steps back, tilting her head. She casually braided her long hair and let it hang on her shoulders.

Her eyes were clear and bright as if all the filth in the world had nothing to do with her. Her temperament was pure, her appearance was sweet and charming, and her skin was as white as milk.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and nodded. "Yes, Miss, get in the trike."

He quickly drove the small electric trike over and even wiped the seat with care, inviting Song Yaoyao to get inside.

It was a small three-wheeled trike. It looked quite new and had beautiful patterns drawn on it.

It was indeed very popular with girls. Moreover, the trike was neither too big nor too small. It was just enough for one person to sit in.

Song Yaoyao raised the edge of her lips. Her dimples sank when she smiled. She was extremely beautiful and attractive.

She lifted the hem of her skirt and got into the trike.

"Drive slowly then, Uncle. I'm afraid."

She pretended to be afraid as she reminded him timidly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Uncle drives very steadily! Sit properly, young lady, we're about to set off!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the trike left the crowd and drove toward the depths of the island.

The surrounding tourists looked at each other inexplicably.

"Will anything happen to that girl?"

"I don't think so, right? There were so many of us watching, would he dare?!"

"I secretly took a picture of his face just now. If he dares to do something bad..."

Someone even ran over to ask the nearby peddlers, "Was he telling the truth? Has he really been doing business here for years?"

This was true. A peddler nodded. "Yes, he was here when I started setting up my stall."

"Oh, then it looks like we've misunderstood him."

Since the peddler said this, it was probably true.

The truth was as the middle-aged man had said.

However, there was one thing that they did not mention. For example, the middle-aged man's reputation was not good. He had even been in prison because of rape.

When he returned to the island after prison, it was hard for him to change his habits, so he drove a sightseeing trike and specifically targeted young girls.

Of course, he did not dare to go too far. If he met someone good-looking, he would simply flirt with them and cop a feel.

The peddlers disapproved of his actions but they did not dare to speak up. Not all of the people doing business here were locals. There were also outsiders who came to do business. How could a decent person fight with a ruthless person who had been to prison!

Especially someone who was like a madman, threatening to kill anyone who dared to speak nonsense!

They guessed that those girls who had been molested by the middle-aged man also had been threatened by him. Otherwise, why hadn't there been any news about this rapist on the internet?

However, they felt sorry for the girl. She was beautiful, like a flower. Even the celebrities who came to the island the previous day were not as good-looking as her. They did not know if that beast would lose control of himself and lay his hands on her.

At the same time, they were also ridiculing Song Yaoyao in secret. Everyone had advised her not to get in the trike. Moreover, it was getting dark soon. What kind of scenery would she be able to see if she took the sightseeing trike now?

She was actually so silly that she was tricked away with just a few words.

Song Yaoyao did not know that there were so many things going on. She narrowed her eyes and lazily leaned against the back of the chair, enjoying the sea breeze. It was extremely comfortable.

If the middle-aged man did not continuously try to talk to her....