Jiang Ying put down her wine glass, "Tell me about your wife?"
"Why are you talking about her?"
"I'm curious. I heard she's quite pretty?"
Zhao Dong was surprised, "How do you know this?"
"That's what Fatty Sun said..."
She picked up some that were not unpleasant and talked about them.
Zhao Dong listened patiently, "Don't talk about her, do you have anything else to do? If not, I will go back."
"Hey, can't you be more patient with women? Although I'm not pretty, I'm not ugly either, and you can't wait to leave?"
Zhao Dong stood up and said, "Forget it if you don't say it!"
"Stop!"
Zhao Dong looked at the time and said, "I can't be out for too long. If you don't want to talk today, let's change it another day."
"Your temper is really similar to his!"
Zhao Dong sat down again, "Who? Sun Weidong?"
Jiang Ying held the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
Zhao Dong asked again, "Tell me, what do you think?"
She gripped the wine glass so hard that her knuckles began to turn white, "I want him to be ruined!"
"What's the reason? Just because of that slap today?"
Jiang Ying stood up and said, "Follow me!"
After paying the bill, she walked straight to the other side of the road.
Zhao Dong couldn't figure out the situation, and after following him for two steps, he realized something was wrong. Jiang Ying was already standing at the door of the Express Hotel.
The hotel is not big, but the signboard with the words "Hour Room" at the entrance is really annoying.
Zhao Dong did not dare to follow him and reminded him from afar, "I have told you everything that needs to be said."
"I'm not as mean as you think. If you don't dare to come in, get out of here!"
Jiang Ying turned around and walked into the hotel lobby.
Zhao Dong hesitated for a while before following him in. As a result, Jiang Ying had already entered the elevator without waiting for him.
The boss greeted him, "Brother, if you have the ability, let a woman spend money to buy a room. That's awesome!"
With that said, he casually reported the room number.
Zhao Dong didn't bother to explain and went straight into the elevator.
The room was on one side of the corridor. When he got closer, he realized that the door was open and there was a light on inside.
Zhao Dong was a little confused, what the hell is going on?
Unable to figure out the outcome, I simply opened the door and entered the house. If anything went wrong, I would just get out as soon as possible.
As soon as he entered the house, he was dumbfounded.
Jiang Ying was standing in front of her. The sleeveless shirt she was wearing had been taken off, leaving only a piece of underwear.
The reason why I didn't turn around and leave was because I saw a scene that I couldn't even imagine.
Jiang Ying's skin is not white, it is healthy and white, and the skin that should be smooth is full of scars.
They were dark blue and bruised, some looked like new wounds, some had scars, and some wounds had left scars.
Judging from the traces of wounds, most of them were from beatings, probably from belts or something like that.
What made Zhao Dong most angry was that there were several burn scars on his chest.
He recognized them at a glance. They were burned by cigarettes, scattered here and there, at least three or four.
Zhao Dong couldn't imagine how much torture this woman suffered?
Jiang Ying put her clothes back on, "Do you understand now?"
Zhao Dong asked in disbelief, "These were all shot by Sun Weidong?"