There are no emotions, only beasts, the two of them are just playing around, and the crazy scenes change again and again. Sizhuxin only feels that she has been coming and going from the gate of hell again and again. She does not remember whether she has shed tears, but she
I clearly remember that I never asked for mercy from the beginning to the end.
The pain of not wanting to live but not wanting to die finally came to an end with Jiang Zihao's roar, and Sizhu fell into a deep sleep.
The early morning sunlight penetrated the floor-to-ceiling glass and reflected on the body of the woman on the bed. A crisp knock on the door woke up Sizhu Xin, who was still sleeping. She opened her eyes and still had no reaction.
Come here, I want to support my trembling hands to sit up.
Only then did she realize that her whole body was sore as if she had been run over by a truck, and her body was even more weak, with no strength. Only then did Sizhuxin remember the tragic scene last night, and when she looked around, there was no trace of the devil Jiang Zihao.
, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
There was also an indecent sound coming from her stomach at this time, which made her feel the pain of hunger again.
At this time, a hurried knock on the door sounded again, and a strange voice came: "Girl, are you up? The boss has ordered you to get up for breakfast."
"Okay, I get it. I'll change my clothes and go down." Hearing this, Sizhuxin was afraid that the maid would come in and see this embarrassing scene, so she lied hurriedly, and she heard that there was food.
, he summoned strength out of thin air and sat up.
Sizhuxin frowned as she looked at the torn, shapeless shirt and the scraps of cloth scattered on the floor. She lifted up the only thing that could cover her body.
As soon as her feet touched the ground under the thin quilt, the pain between her legs made her feet go limp and she fell onto the bloodthirsty carpet. She immediately clenched her fists and kept hitting the carpet, feeling deep in her heart
A sad breath spread throughout her limbs.
But she still stood up strongly, went to the bathroom, turned on the cold water faucet, picked up the shower head, and poured water from head to toe, wiping every nerve of her body. The cold water flowed along the dark and shiny hair.
Hair, flowing down the river. Rubbing every corner of the body with both hands until the tender skin was red, and some of it was broken.
But she still tried hard to rinse/wipe/clean, waves of nausea emerged from the bottom of her heart, and she suddenly felt disgusted with herself being so stained. Even if she met the person who would always pamper/love herself so much and/
A gentle man is no longer qualified to stay with him.
Suddenly, Sizhuxin seemed to hear the warm laughter of the man she loved deeply, and it kept replaying in her mind over and over again like a movie. She had promised to save her first time.
Their wedding night.
"Haha... God's will makes me miss you. Maybe I will never fall in love with anyone else." With the sound of rushing water, Sizhuxin's crazy laughter seemed so weird. The water flowing down the river had already separated.
It was unclear whether it was tears or rain. There was only a bitter taste at the corners of her lips, and an aura of despair enveloped the petite woman in front of her.
The water from the shower slowly poured over the edge of the bathtub without hesitation. Sizhuxin lay quietly in the bathtub without paying any attention to it. The water spread into her nose, and the gurgling water instantly replaced the oxygen in her lungs.
, a feeling of suffocation spread through every sense in the body.
Feeling the pleasure of death, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Sizhuxin's mouth. Was she finally relieved? There was a voice in her brain that kept reminding her that she could not die like this. Xiaofeng was still waiting.
She wanted to take care of him and couldn't leave them alone. She couldn't just let this devil take advantage of him. She hated it and she wanted to fight him to the end.
I don’t know how long I had been soaking in the water, but the knock on the door rang again.
"Girl, are you okay? Can I come in?" Seeing that there was no response for a long time, the maid named Chen Ma pushed open the door and walked in. But what he saw was still a tragic and unbearable crime scene.
After so many years, except for her, the boss has never brought women to this villa to spend the night. It can be seen that this woman who just came to this room has an extraordinary status in the boss's mind. Thinking of this, this Chen Ma is exposed
A knowing smile.
This Ma Chen is actually Jiang Zihao's housekeeper since he was a child. She has watched him grow up since he was a child. Ever since that woman left, he has become cold and ruthless. She has worried about him many times, but now he finally
I can accept other women/people.
The sound of rushing water still did not stop, and an ominous premonition came. Afraid of what would happen, Chen Ma immediately pushed open the ajar door of the bathroom, and then heard a scream.
In the conference room of Nuo University, a feeling of suffocation extended to every corner. Looking at the man sitting in the center, the painful little face with tear stains from last night was in my mind all morning, and my heart was agitated.
I can't be irritated, no one can affect my mood, how many women want to climb into my bed, Jiang Zihao, she doesn't deserve it, she is just a ungrateful woman.
The phone rang for a while, and he looked at the number in the villa. He knew that Mrs. Chen had always been very measured. She would not call if it was not a very important matter. She never answered the phone during meetings.
Jiang Zihao pressed the answer button, which surprised everyone.
The gloomy and handsome face was as scary as Satan from hell. No one dared to take a breath. When the meeting was over, Jiang Zihao ran out of the conference room like a gust of wind. He felt furious in his heart. Damn this woman, she dared to commit suicide.
Come challenge my authority.
It usually takes him half an hour to get to the villa, but it took him just ten minutes to get there after running through a red light. At this moment, he only felt inexplicably anxious. There was also a voice in his heart that kept telling him that this was just a revenge.
Game, before the game is over, you, woman, can never die so easily. I will never allow it! You haven’t paid back what you owe me!
Fortunately, Chen's mother found out in time, and Sizhuxin saved her life. However, Jiang Zihao was angered, and not only imprisoned her in his private villa, but also let her have sex every night.
Sizhu, who had lived in this villa for a while, was so depressed that she was going crazy. She ignored the maids standing on both sides and stood up. She quickly left the dining table and walked up the stairs based on her memory.
Looking down at this villa that resembles a twentieth-century European style, the white crystal chandelier hangs in the center of the hall, and the most eye-catching thing is still the big red carpet on the ground, in every corner of the carpet.
They are all embroidered with tiny cornflowers, which is incompatible with the style of the entire villa, but looks extremely weird under the crystal light.
Seeing this, Sizhu thought to himself: "Sure enough, a wild wolf is a wild wolf. He is simply a pervert. Even the layout of his residence is so terrifying and strange."
Sizhu Xin kept looking around as she was going up, but found that the maids who had been standing in two rows did not follow her. She slowly walked up to the second floor. Two big men were still guarding the end of the second floor as steady as Mount Tai.
The door to the last room.
When I walked into the room of more than 100 square meters that night, I looked at the finely carved cornflowers on the wall, which seemed to be vividly displayed in front of my eyes, exuding an alluring fragrance at the moment.
Sure enough, rich people have such luxury. After sighing in her heart, Sizhuxin felt anxious in her heart. She stomped her feet and wandered back and forth, thinking: "Jiang Zihao's secret must be kept in that room.
I have to find a way to get in."
Sizhuxin originally had the attitude of giving it a try, opened the door and walked out of the room again. The maid who was coming and going just now was nowhere to be seen. So Sizhuxin tiptoed towards the house, but she was also surprised.
I discovered that the room that was guarded by the two burly men just now was actually unguarded at this time.
Quickly walking into the room, Sizhuxin discovered a pair of dazzling crystal cups at the top of the room. Having studied Western art, she could tell at a glance. Isn't this the "Crystal Tears" that was so popular a few years ago?
A few years ago, several big families fought over the pair of cups, but the dispute ended later.
"Crystal Tears" was originally the mascot of a royal palace in the West. It symbolizes happiness and eternal love. The person who gets it gives it to his partner who will never leave him for life. It turns out that it fell into this person who doesn't understand love.
In the hands of a ruthless demon, Jiang Zihao, a wolf, was not worthy of love at all, and Sizhu couldn't help but snort.
However, Sizhuxin suddenly woke up from her deep thoughts. She knew that the most important thing for her at the moment was to quickly find Jiang Zihao's pain point and leave this place quickly.
She quickly walked to the desk not far from her. Jiang Zihao's secrets were probably placed in this drawer. She opened the first drawer and inside contained some company information and a book with a yellowed cover.
It gave Sizhu a familiar feeling.
"The Young Piper of Hamelin" How come he also has this book? Sizhu thought silently in his heart, then picked it up and flipped through it. A picture slipped out of the book. It showed a man in his thirties.
The middle-aged lady was sitting in a flower field filled with cornflowers. She was holding a little boy of about ten years old in her arms, looking at him tenderly.
This flashed through Sizhuxin's mind like a certain fragment, but it was always a hazy figure, and she couldn't remember it. She patted her head, and she still felt that it was important to find the information quickly. If she continued to pull away
I opened the second drawer and found nothing except simple things.
Sizhuxin raised her head and continued to look around, secretly thinking that such a precious thing should not be discovered so easily. What caught her eye was the exquisitely carved cornflower garland on the wall, and a sudden reminder came to her.
After seeing her, there was indeed an antique vase of unknown age placed in a corner on the side of the wine cabinet. She walked over and gently twisted it and opened it.
For this reason, Sizhuxin felt a burst of joy in her heart, and she walked over quickly. Looking through the wreath-sized window, she saw an old cornflower hairpin inside, stained with dried blood.
The whole hairpin appeared, and it looked unusually twisted under the light. There was a brocade box placed on the left side of the hairpin.
Seeing this, Sizhuxin felt frightened, but there was a strangely black and shiny pistol on the right side. In the past, I often saw on TV that some wealthy families privately bought guns for family fights and put them on the
The bright pistol at home? There are two reasons why it is spotless. One is that the owner often tests it, and the other is that the owner often uses it. When I think of the fact that this pistol may be stained with blood, as well as Jiang Zihao’s identity and background, Sizhuxin’s whole body is full of blood.
All the hair tubes stood straight up, and the fear in my heart instantly spread to the soles of my feet.
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