She didn't have time to think much; the urgent task was to get out of danger.
Ignoring Su Xingqi's bewilderment, she said bluntly to Mr. Chen: "I want to go out, right now, immediately!"
Mr. Chen's forehead was covered in greasy sweat. He continuously said yes, nodding and bowing as he prepared to escort her out, but suddenly his expression changed: "Miss Su, on your body..." He felt awkward, loudly scolding his son, "You unfilial son! Hurry and get a piece of clothing for Miss Su!"
Only then did Su Xingyu realize that her clothes had become a mess from the recent struggle, torn in several places.
Uneasily, she pulled her clothes up, carefully using her arms to cover herself.
Mr. Chen's son was quite bewildered: "Huh? Oh."
Glancing around, he handed the intact jacket beside his bed to Su Xingyu.
Su Xingyu stepped back with distaste, saying coldly, "No need."
Wear this lecher's jacket? Disgusting, she'd rather go out like this!
