It took nearly three minutes for the emotions of the eight women to gradually calm down. However, the sorrow and unease still clearly visible in their eyes.
"You... put on your clothes first!"
Ye Ming had been facing away from them all along. Seeing the sounds of crying fade, he finally spoke slowly.
At the same time, he understood something: these women's presence here was most likely not voluntary.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the eight women stiffened. It was only then that they realized they were currently exposed from all angles.
"Ah!"
Someone screamed, and then the others quickly scanned their surroundings. Before long, they all found their clothes.
After getting dressed, the eight women huddled together in a corner, their eyes warily fixed on the figure before them.
They were afraid he would attack them.
"Hoo!"
Hearing the cessation of movement behind him, Ye Ming knew they were fully dressed. He let out a long breath before slowly turning around.
"I'm very sorry! Because of me, you've experienced some unpleasant memories," Ye Ming said with a complex tone, looking at the frightened eight women.
As he said, the reason these eight women were arranged in this room was entirely for Li Hongzhi to appease him.
"Teacher... Teacher Ye?"
Seeing the familiar face before her, one of the women with a tear mole near her eye suddenly widened her eyes and weakly called out.
Because they had all been affected by aphrodisiacs, their thoughts and memories were somewhat impaired. Therefore, they hadn't realized the identity of the man before them immediately.
"It's me!"
Ye Ming nodded, giving the eight women a reassuring look.
"It... it really is Teacher Ye!"
At this point, the other women also reacted. When their gazes fell upon Ye Ming, their previous fear and unease began to fade instantly. They were replaced by excitement and joy.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Ye Ming asked them, his voice heavy. "You don't need to worry about anything, just tell me the truth. Believe me, I won't let you suffer any injustice!"
He was determined to investigate this matter thoroughly.
Ye Ming's words were like sunlight directly illuminating their hearts, which had been shrouded in darkness. For a moment, the eyes of the eight women became slightly red again.
No one knew the psychological pressure they had endured before entering this room.
Although these eight women were outwardly the so-called "No. 1 Girl Group" of Gaoqiao Nation, in reality, when facing powerful figures like Li Hongzhi, they had no power to resist at all.
Li Hongzhi could choose another "No. 1 Girl Group" at any time he wished.
Therefore, when Li Hongzhi summoned them, they had no choice but to comply.
"This..."
Seeing the eight women start to cry again, Ye Ming's lips twitched slightly. He had no idea how to handle this situation!
The key was his lack of experience!
"You... don't cry! Tell me your grievances, and I will definitely help you. Really, believe me..."
"Wuwuwu!"
Before Ye Ming could finish speaking, the cries of the eight women grew louder.
They seemed even more wronged.
"I... this... ah!"
Ye Ming stepped forward, wanting to reach out and comfort them, but there were eight women and he only had two hands.
"Can anyone tell me what to do!"
His hands hung in the air, swaying back and forth, unsure who to comfort first.
He was on the verge of a breakdown.
"Don't cry! I beg you!"
At this point, Ye Ming was about to cry himself.
If people outside heard these sounds, they would think something terrible had happened inside.
Just then, the woman closest to him, the one with the tear mole, looked at him with teary eyes, biting her lip tightly. She was incredibly pitiful.
"Teacher... Teacher Ye!"
She called out softly.
"I... I'm here!"
Ye Ming responded quickly.
But as soon as he responded, the woman with the tear mole suddenly pounced on him, burrowing into his embrace, crying with heartbreaking intensity.
"???"
Ye Ming felt the trembling body in his arms, and his mind went blank.
What he never expected was that this was just the beginning.
When the other women saw this, they stopped crying for a moment. The next second, they rushed forward, burying Ye Ming completely.
The thunderous sound of weeping echoed in the room once again.
At this moment, Ye Ming seemed to have become the best target for their complaints. They cast aside all their pride and worries, wanting to cry to their heart's content.
They unleashed all the grievances and bitterness within their hearts.
"Help... help me!"
In the end, only Ye Ming suffered the most.
He could barely breathe. Not only that, but he didn't dare to move his limbs easily.
Otherwise, he might inadvertently touch something soft.
After all, he was now covered in people.
"Heaven! What sins have I committed!"
Ye Ming could only let out a mournful cry.
The other eight women were also thoroughly releasing all their negative emotions.
...
Ten minutes later.
After Ye Ming's clothes were completely soaked in tears, the women finally finished releasing all the pressure in their hearts. Everyone's emotions truly returned to normal.
"Teacher... Teacher Ye! Are you okay!"
The tear mole woman looked at Ye Ming, who was starting to roll his eyes, and asked with some concern.
Hearing this, Ye Ming almost fainted from anger.
"My dear sister! Can you get up before you speak?" Ye Ming felt incredibly bitter!
He had been pressed down for so long, his limbs were numb. Now, they were still clinging to him and wouldn't get up. Where could he even complain?
"Cough cough! If... if it's convenient, could you... could you let me go first?" Ye Ming pleaded.
At this moment, only his mouth and eyes were visible. The rest of him was buried under various soft forms.
"Ah!"
Only then did the eight women belatedly let out a cry of surprise and quickly released Ye Ming.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
A minute later, Ye Ming collapsed on the sofa, his limbs weak and his expression one of utter despair.
Anyone who didn't know would think he was exhausted from overwork.
At this moment, the eight women were quite considerate, using their nimble jade hands to massage Ye Ming's muscles. With this treatment, Ye Ming's previous suffering didn't seem to be in vain.
"Alright! Now can you tell me the truth!" Ye Ming glanced at the women and asked seriously.
Upon hearing this, the eight women subconsciously stopped their actions. They lowered their heads slightly, hesitating to speak, as if they were afraid of something.
"I... I'll tell you!"
Finally, the tear mole woman beside Ye Ming spoke.