After Sheng Mian hung up the phone, she saw Fu Yancheng standing at the scene, thoughtfully.
She approached and asked doubtfully.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Yancheng shook his head, "Is your assistant okay?"
"Um."
*
Zhuang Wan looked at the rapidly retreating street lights outside the window, feeling a little embarrassed and trying to hold up her clothes.
The car stopped where she now lives, which was the community previously assigned to artists by Sheng Mian.
The community has been renovated a long time ago, and several artists have moved in.
The security here is very good. The security guard at the gate remembers the name of each owner, so every time he goes in, he will be questioned repeatedly, and the visitor will be asked to leave his ID card and call the owner himself for verification before he can be released.
Go in.
Zhuang Wan lowered the window and smiled at the security guard who was still on duty late at night.
"Please open the door."
The security guard knew her and opened the big iron door.
When she arrived at the place where Zhuang Wan lived, she looked at the man standing quietly beside her, wondering what he wanted to do after following her in.
She entered the password cautiously, and after entering, the man went to sit on the sofa by himself.
"To take a bath."
His tone was very cold, and he didn't take another glance at this small home.
A woman like Zhuang Wan is suitable to be a good wife and mother. Every part of the room is cleaned very clean. She personally selected all the decorations in the room. Many of them are out-of-print items found in the second-hand market. She spent a lot of thought on the decoration.
Warm and beautiful.
But the man didn't look much. He just pulled off his tie and leaned back. He was not interested in other matters around her.
Zhuang Wan lowered her head and went in to take a shower. After washing, she came out wrapped in a bath towel.
He didn't have much patience in this area, let alone any foreplay, let alone kissing her.
He would never kiss her, whether on the lips or neck, he would only pinch her and leave marks on her body in a violent way.
This made Zhuang Wan feel like she was suffocating several times, but she didn't dare to say anything. After all, she was the one who came to her in the first place.
The man's eyes roamed around the scene, and finally he raised his chin and motioned for her to go to the window sill.
"Lie down."
This gesture made Zhuang Wan very humiliating, but this was his usual way. There was no concept of tenderness in his eyes, it was just to vent.
Zhuang Wan walked over, turned her back to him, and slowly bent over.
The man began to take off his belt.
A few minutes later, Zhuang Wan was in pain and clutched the window edge tightly with her hands, and his sarcastic voice sounded from behind.
"I used to vomit, but now I'm used to it."
Zhuang Wan didn't dare to do this kind of thing with a man because of some unpleasant experiences in the past, as it would make her feel sick to her stomach.
Fang Dong wanted to have sex with her several times in the past, but she just started to take off her clothes and she vomited all over.
Last time, she spent a long time mentally building up before she came up with this despicable method of climbing into bed.
She vomited for a long time afterwards, and the second and third time, she also vomited quietly, and he discovered it, which made him feel strange.
He hasn't gotten tired of it yet, and he really appreciates her expression of feeling uncomfortable and sinking at the same time.
"Cheap or not."
He scolded her and became harder and harder, holding her waist firmly with both hands, not allowing her to hide.
Zhuang Wan's face turned pale with pain and he didn't dare to make any sound because he didn't like to hear it.
He didn't make any sound either, except for a few sarcastic remarks about her from time to time, which was just boring.
Zhuang Wan had just been scared by the kidnappers tonight, and Zhuang Wan's psychological defense was not as high as usual, and now she burst into tears.
The man knew she was crying and his tone became even colder.
"Tears are useful in front of people who like you. If you cry in front of me, I will only feel that my job is not satisfactory."
She quickly covered her mouth and bit her lip until it was bloody.
"Feel sorry."
He leaned down and smelled her fragrance with the tip of his nose. After all, he didn't say anything more extreme.
It wasn't until seven o'clock that she couldn't bear it and pushed someone.
"I...I'm going to work."
The man breathed a dull sigh, and after finishing, he began to dress neatly.
Zhuang Wan didn't dare to look back at him until she heard the sound of the door closing in the room, and she knelt on the ground with weak legs.