Wei Ran was about to speak again, but Leng Junyi suddenly leaned over, grabbed her slender arm with his big hand, and pulled her body over.
A domineering and arrogant kiss fell on her soft lips, and the hot lips kept turning around the corners of her lips, biting them like venting anger.
Weiran pushed him hard, trying to push his tightly pressed body away, but Leng Junyi's chest was hard and broad, and she couldn't push him away at all.
Weiran's whole body was firmly imprisoned in Leng Junyi's arms, and she was forced to endure his brutal kiss. Her lips seemed to have been bitten by him, and the faint smell of blood filled her mouth.
With a strong tug of his big hand, he pulled her onto the bed. Weiran already knew what would happen next.
She grasped the soft sheets tightly with both hands and allowed the man to lick her body bit by bit without making any sound.
He was like a bloodthirsty demon, crushing all her dignity bit by bit.
However, she could only be forced to endure it.
Early the next morning, when Wei Ran woke up, her whole body was sore again, and her body was covered with all kinds of traces of love.
Weiran scrubbed her body in the bathroom with humiliation. Even though she knew that the dirt could not be washed away, she would still scrub hard.
Last night, Leng Junyi kept tossing her until midnight. After having breakfast, Weiran took a while to catch up on her sleep, and then went out alone.
She and Gu Jiayin agreed to meet in a cafe. When she saw Gu Jiayin again today, she still looked haggard.
"Weiran, did you go to Mr. Leng to ask for help? What did he say?" Gu Jiayin asked excitedly as soon as she saw Weiran.
Weiran shook his head and said, "I'm sorry."
Last night, not only did she fail to help Gu Jiayin, she also lost herself.
Gu Jiayin put away the eager expression on her face, clenched her hands tightly into fists, and looked angry.
She sneered and said, "Ye Weiran, you don't want to help me on purpose, right? Just wait, I'm not doing well, so don't even think about it."
After Gu Jiayin said this, she left without looking back.
Weiran looked at her leaving figure and suddenly showed a bitter smile.
Who did she provoke? She tried so hard to help, but in the end she became a stranger.
After sitting in the coffee shop for a while, Weiran also got up and left.
Walking under the bright sunshine, Weiran felt like a wandering soul.
When crossing the road, she even forgot to look at the traffic lights and walked forward in a daze.
Suddenly, a car drove past her, and Weiran took a step back.
Raising her head, Wei Ran happened to see the scene in the half-opened car window. A man was looking down at the document in his hand, very focused.
Even with just a quick glance, Weiran could tell that the man was Lu Anqi.
The brain seemed to have stopped thinking, and the body subconsciously chased away.
However, no matter how hard she tried, the car carrying him still sped away and gradually disappeared from her sight.
Weiran's feet suddenly tripped, and she fell to the ground. Her knees and arms were scratched, and bright red blood flowed out bit by bit, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
Tears welled up from his eyes like raging rivers, Wei Ran bit her lips tightly, her head bowed deeply.
She is so stupid. She knows that it is impossible for her and him, so what is the use of catching up with him?
It wasn't until she heard the driver behind her yelling and cursing that Weiran stood up from the ground, endured the pain in her body, and walked step by step to the side of the road.
I don't know how much time passed, but the cell phone in the bag suddenly rang. Weiran picked it up, and Leng Junyi called over with an angry voice: "Ye Weiran, where are you?"
Weiran was shocked to realize that she had been sitting on the roadside for a long time and it was already dark now. She looked at the signs around her and reported it to Leng Junyi on the phone.
"Wait there and don't move." After saying these words domineeringly, Leng Junyi hung up the phone and hurried to the garage.
It was already half an hour later when Leng Junyi drove to where Weiran was, and the sky was already completely dark.
Weiran's clothes were covered in dust, her pants had several holes in them, and her white shirt was dirty. She looked like a broken doll that had been abandoned.
When Leng Junyi saw Wei Ran's appearance, his narrow eyes filled with anger.
He didn't know she was so capable, but she could get herself into this state in just one day.
"Ye Weiran, what are you doing here?" Leng Junyi strode out of the car and reached out to pull Weiran's arm, trying to pull her into the car.
Unexpectedly, his fingers happened to touch Weiran's wound. Weiran gasped for air and his body trembled involuntarily.
"Are you injured?" Leng Junyi frowned and rolled up Weiran's sleeves with his big hands.
Under the dim street light, Leng Junyi saw that a large piece of skin had been rubbed off Weiran's arm. The bleeding had stopped, but it still looked shocking.
"What's going on?" Leng Junyi frowned even more, and the sinister look in his eyes became more intense.
Wei Ran hurriedly pulled her arm out of Leng Junyi's hand and said, "It's okay, I just accidentally fell to the ground."
"Ye Weiran, how old are you?" Leng Junyi glanced at Weiran angrily.
Can such a big person not know how to read the road? He will fall down even if he walks.
This woman seems so smart, but why does she always do some inexplicable things?
"Get in the car." Leng Junyi ordered her domineeringly, but did not reach out to hold her arm again.
Weiran carefully got into Leng Junyi's car, only to find that he was driving in the completely opposite direction to the Mid-Levels Apartment.
Weiran had not yet recovered from the sadness just now. She curled up quietly and looked at the receding scenery in the car window.
After a while, Leng Junyi's cold and domineering voice sounded in his ears, "Get out of the car."
Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, and when she got out of the car, she realized that Leng Junyi had taken her to the hospital.
"I'm really fine, let's go home." Weiran said stubbornly.
She only had a scratch on her skin, and it wasn't a serious injury. Is it necessary to mobilize so many people?
"Ye Weiran, my patience has never been good, don't make me say it a second time." Leng Junyi's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, which was a sign before he became angry.