When Yao Hanbing woke up in the morning, he was in the presidential suite of one of the largest local hotels. The bed was messy and there was a hint of red under the sheets.
Let her see a fact clearly.
On the night of her engagement, she was assaulted by an unknown man.
She couldn't see the other person's appearance, the light was dim, and the strong and powerful body invaded her without any hesitation.
There was not a trace of intact skin on her body, and every place was covered with marks. The bright red marks meant that the other party wanted her thoroughly last night.
She clenched her fists tightly, even if she wanted to find someone to settle the score, she couldn't find anyone.
In the empty room, the atmosphere of love and love from last night still seemed to linger.
Those hot eyes were somewhat familiar, and he seemed to be familiar with her living habits. On the bedside were her turned-off mobile phone, her purse, the cosmetics she always liked to use, and her plain and simple clothes.
She grabbed a transparent ashtray on the table and slammed it against the glass mirror of the dressing table! "Asshole!——"
Countless broken glass fell on the precious wool carpet with beautiful patterns like a goddess scattering flowers.
Who on earth hurt her like this? She must want him dead!
She turned on her phone and found more than twenty messages left on it, mostly from Xuan Xianchen and her good friend Guan Rou.
After a while, Xuan Xianchen called.
"Bing'er, where are you? Why did you leave last night? I kept calling you but couldn't get through. Are you feeling unwell? Where are you now? I'll pick you up."
"I..." she swallowed, "I'm near Feiyan Street."
"Okay, I'll pick you up right away."
Yao Hanbing moved her aching body and went to the bathroom. After quickly washing herself, she put on the plain dress.
Yesterday's dress was partially torn, and Xuan Xianchen couldn't let Xuan Xianchen see her like this.
What should I do? Should I tell Xianchen that she was bullied last night?
Not telling him would be disrespectful to him, but telling him would he be able to bear it?
She quickly went out and went to the service desk to check who registered the presidential suite, but she didn't know anything.
All she knew was that a mysterious person had booked the presidential suite, and he had already paid the bill. She clenched her fists and walked out of the hotel under the respectful greetings of the hotel manager and waitress.
She walked to nearby Feiyan Street, and Xuan Xianchen's blue Buick car arrived.
"Bing'er, have you had breakfast? I bought you your favorite egg tarts, coconut pancakes, and preserved egg meat porridge..."
Yao Hanbing looked at several large boxes of food in the car, then faced Xuan Xianchen's chest as he walked out of the car and hugged her.
The gentle and loving embrace was just like the breath she usually relied on, and she buried her face in his arms.
What would happen if she told him what happened last night?
Will he abandon her? Will he feel sorry for her or pity her?
"Xianchen..."
She raised her head from his arms, and his slender, slightly cool and beautiful fingertips touched her pink cheek lovingly, and his glazed eyes like the sea said softly:
"Look at you, you must have had a bad sleep last night? I heard from Guan Rou that you drank a few glasses of champagne last night and got a little drunk, so you went to her place to rest. It made me very worried, where will you go in the future?
, can you tell me? We got engaged yesterday, and I am your fiancé now."