Abang and several people stopped in front of Shen Yake and Qingge. "Ms. Xia, our president asked Miss Xia to come to the car for a chat." He said that these people wanted to pull her forward.
Shen Yake stepped back and protected Qingge behind him, "Who are you, and what do you want from Qingge?"
“Ms. He turned over and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Qingge."
She was scared, so scared. She saw Du Chaochen sitting in the car. He was a devil and she couldn't run away. But as for the young master, she couldn't let him get hurt.
Several people rushed up and pulled Shen Yake and Qingge away. Shen Yake punched the person who was holding Qingge down, and he himself was punched and fell to the ground. The others saw an opportunity and punched and kicked him unscrupulously. , Shen Yake, who fell to the ground, looked at Qingge and told him to run.
How could she leave the young master and run away? He was someone she would rather sacrifice herself to protect. Xia Qingge ran over to protect him, "Stop, stop, he will be beaten to death. I'm leaving. I'll follow You go." She shouted hoarsely and cried on him.
Shen Yake held his little face, tears gathering in her eyes, "You know, I would rather be beaten to death than let you go." She wiped away his tears, "Master, you want Eat well, sleep well, take good care of yourself, and don't...remember me."
Du Chaochen, who was sitting in the car, couldn't stand it any longer. He angrily grabbed Qingge's hair from behind with such force that he fell to the ground. "What a shameless woman." Then he dragged her arm. He threw her into the car and ordered coldly, "Abang, send Master Shen back to the Shen family."
Xia Qingge pressed her head against the car window, neither speaking nor crying. She quietly looked at the scenery outside the window. Her arms seemed to be dislocated and hung down weakly.
The woman's face turned pale in pain, but she did not beg for mercy.
The car stopped at the luxury villa area. Du Qiaochen got out of the car, opened the door and tried to drag her out of the car, but he touched her arm. "Ah" the woman was shaking all over, and her forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat. He bent He held her in his arms across his waist, went upstairs and threw her on the bed.
It was too late for Qingge to come back to her senses. He pressed on her, took a strand of her hair and played with it in his hand. "Well, it smells so good." He said and kissed her between her eyebrows, cheeks, and neck. She was struggling. Hearing the vibration of the phone, he grabbed it and said, "Master?"
Du Qingchen waved his hand and slapped him, "Remember who will be your master from now on." When Qingge was not paying attention, he pressed the answer button and threw the phone aside.
Xia Qingge was beaten until he was in a daze. He bit his lip tightly with his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.
Du Qiaochen's evil voice sounded again, "I won't be satisfied if you don't scream like this. If I'm not satisfied, just wait for the Shen family to go bankrupt and your young master to become a pauper." After saying that, he bit her chest. The most sensitive place in front of you.
"No, don't touch me." Her voice stimulated Du Qiaochen's movements even more. Without stopping, his men spread Xia Qingge's legs and sprinted fiercely.
"Ah... it hurts, it hurts so much." Her voice was blocked by him in his mouth. After an unknown amount of time, Du Yuechen got off her body with satisfaction, and did not forget to kiss her forehead, "Little thing, you smell like So sweet.”
He took the thin quilt and covered her naked body, then got up and went to the bathroom.
Xia Qingge took the phone with difficulty, but saw the word "Master" flashing on the screen. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying. She wanted to ask if he was still there? She didn't say the words to confirm the end of the call.
Did he hear it? He must have heard it, right?
She held her cell phone, buried her face deeply in the quilt, and sobbed silently.
When she woke up again, it was already early morning. Sunlight filtered into the room through the curtains. She sat up and stared blankly at the light on the ground.
An older servant came in, put the things he was carrying next to the bed, and asked softly, "Miss Xia, the young master asked you to go down for breakfast. There are clothes here, put them on and go down quickly."
She came to her senses, nodded, and put on the clothes in the bag. Dresses, high heels, and even underwear and panties, but how could they fit so well?
She stood up, felt dizzy and almost fell down, holding on to the wall before she could barely stand. When did her arm recover? Why didn't she know?
With light legs, he finally made it downstairs, sat down at the dining table, and ate the breakfast on the plate. Du Yuochen put down the newspaper, glanced at her, and found that she was looking at him with doubtful eyes, as if he knew she was
He seemed to be thinking, "What's so strange about this? My hand is the most accurate ruler."
As soon as he finished speaking, she squirted out a mouthful of milk. Thinking of the blushing and heart-pounding scene last night, not only her face turned red.
"Come to the company with me after dinner." He didn't want this little guy to run away while he was away.
"Why, why should I go to the company with you?" She didn't want to be with this dangerous person. Besides, what else could she do in the company?
"You are my servant now, so of course you have to serve me."
Xia Qingge hung her head and followed him into the company unwillingly. She was absent-minded and did not raise her head along the way. Of course, she had no idea what the company's employees were talking about her.
"Who is she? How come she works with the president?" "Yes, yes, the president never brings women around." "Yes, yes," a group of women chirped, as if they were in a panic.
He placed Qingge on the sofa in the cubicle, and before leaving, he did not forget to warn her with his eyes to stay still.
She ignored him and leaned on the sofa with her eyes closed, pretending to sleep. It was natural that she heard his angry voice, and she was in a good mood for a moment.
He was not idle all morning. The secretary took the documents and went in and out over and over again. Shazinger secretly observed him through the glass window. It was undeniable that he was not ordinary good-looking.
The sharp-edged silhouette, every angle is almost perfect, the frame is slender and straight, there is a restrained, calm but fierce atmosphere between the eyebrows, and there is a sense of elegance in every move. How can one person be both elegant and powerful? It’s true.
Elusive.
Near noon, he left the office with his secretary. She sat on the sofa with stomach cramps.
When Du Yuechen came back, it was already past lunch time and he didn't even have time to eat. He hurried back to the office. Is that woman hungry?
What he saw when he opened the door was her with her eyes closed tightly, her face pale, her hands covering her stomach and huddled up on the sofa. He was startled, hugged her trembling body, and asked anxiously, "Qingge, Qingge?"
What's wrong with you?" She lay in his arms and reluctantly opened her eyes, "I feel uncomfortable, my stomach hurts." He got up and called his secretary to bring a cup of hot water. Su Mei came in with the hot water and saw the expression on Du Yuochen's face.
Looking nervously at the person in her arms, she suddenly felt resentful towards Xia Qingge. He was her Su Mei's man, and she had never seen him treat him so tenderly when she was with him before. It seemed that it was purely to satisfy her physical needs.
What can this woman get? She won't let it go, bitch.
With an angry look on her face, she watched Du Qiaochen gently and carefully feed Xia Qingge water. The concern in his eyes drove her crazy. She would not let her go. At this time, she just wanted to kill this woman.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, call Qiao and ask him to come to the villa." Qiao is his college classmate, and the two have always had a good relationship. Qiao is also the heir to the family business, but he has a free and easy nature and likes to practice medicine, so the business was handed over to him.
Assistant, he hardly goes to work, but he holds the power of life and death in the company. Now he is the youngest recipient of the "Medical Myth" in the world, and has become the person with the most potential to take over as the chairman of the medical community. Of course, he is also the leader of the Tianhai Gang
one.
So when Qiao knew that Du Jiaochen actually asked him to come for a stomach ailment, the corner of his mouth twitched. He asked a medical legend to treat a stomach ailment. Only he could think of it. Then he thought about it, hey, this woman seems to be right.
He is very important. Judging from his nervous appearance, I am afraid that President Du is about to have a romantic interest.
Qingge drank the porridge cooked by Mrs. Zhang and ate a few bites of side dishes. He felt much better. He got up and went to the bathroom. He had just sweated all over and needed to take a good bath.
Du Liaochen opened the door and heard the sound of water rushing from the bathroom. When he saw her exquisite body through the glass, his blood was surging. This woman can really make him lose his mind. It seems that he will have to do it again tonight.
Have a good exercise.
For several days in a row, Zinge accompanied him to work in the company during the day and became his bed partner at night. No matter how late it was, he would climb into her bed and touch her. Zinge really suspected that he was a machine. He was extremely energetic and unlike her.
She was so tired that she had to catch up on sleep during the day, and she really couldn't stand it anymore.
"Qingge, I graduate tomorrow, can I meet you?" He said it so cautiously that she was slightly startled for a moment.
The young master is about to graduate? He said that he would leave here and go to the Maldives after graduation. She still remembered that he asked softly, "Qingge, can we go to the Maldives after we graduate?" The girl did not answer but had a thousand thoughts in her heart.
The Maldives, which I have seen a hundred times, is an unattainable dream. I am afraid that I am no longer worthy of such a dream, right?
Du Liaochen came out of the bathroom and saw the woman on the bed looking at her mobile phone in a daze, with deep sadness in her eyes. He snatched the mobile phone away, and when he saw that it was signed by the young master, his expression froze, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
Look at the person on the bed.
Xia Qingge looked at him in horror, his big eyes filled with tears due to fear.
He approached step by step, but she stepped back step by step, until she retreated to the innermost part of the bed, with her back pressed against the cold wall, unable to retreat.
He picked her up and threw her hard on the bed. He sat on her and, ignoring her struggles and tears, tore off her pajamas with a wave of his hand. Without any foreplay, he penetrated straight into her body.
Her body arched up due to pain. "Ah... it hurts, it hurts so much, please, please... don't... please... ah..." It seemed that he didn't feel any pity for her pain and begging for mercy, even more than once.
A harder hit.
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