Xu Suyi looked at the table, seemingly already imagining what would happen after she bent over.
But she still bit down on her teeth and bent over the table.
Song Guanchao stood up and came behind her.
Xu Suyi closed her eyes, ready for the humiliation.
Her hips were struck, she unconsciously made a sound, then immediately closed her mouth.
Song Guanchao hit harder.
This time, she only gave a muffled groan.
Song Guanchao hit with increasing force, after a few slaps, her butt was red and swollen.
Tears of humiliation filled her eyes, she bit her lip hard, no matter how Song Guanchao hit, she did not scream.
Xu Suyi stood up and turned around.
Song Guanchao suddenly picked her up, placed her on the table, spread her legs, spider-like, and placed them on the chair.
This position made Xu Suyi feel extremely ashamed.
She instinctively wanted to close her legs, but Song Guanchao shouted, "Spread."
She had to stop and continue to spread her legs.
She wanted to lower her head, but Song Guanchao said, "Lift your head."
She saw the phone in Song Guanchao’s hand, she knew Song Guanchao was recording.
"Put your hands on your knees."
She put her hands on her knees, this position made her feel utmost ashamed, and utmost humiliated.
Song Guanchao suddenly came closer, she was very nervous, very scared.
Song Guanchao’s hand grabbed her chest, as if trying to crush her soft breasts with force.
Amidst the pain, there was a feeling that puzzled her.
This feeling, very pleasurable.
Clearly being bullied by Song Guanchao, yet feeling pleasure, but she resisted this feeling intensely.
This made her feel even more humiliated.
After violently groping for a while, Song Guanchao’s hand gently stroked her body like the wind, her slightly bloated belly heaving with her tense breathing.
She looked angrily at Song Guanchao’s face just a breath away, but saw indifference in his eyes, without a hint of interest in her body.
This made her even more angry.
Even though she didn’t understand why she was angry.
She suddenly let out a soft cry, her body uncontrollably shivering.
Song Guanchao’s hand had reached her most sensitive area.
Her body’s response was completely uncontrollable by her subjectively, entirely a reflex after being stimulated.
Her always tightly closed lips also parted under this instinct, saliva threading between her lips.
She lowered her head and saw Song Guanchao’s hand playing with her privacy.
She watched Song Guanchao’s fingers, gently kneading.
With rhythmic kneading, the pleasure came in waves like tides, making her legs weak and powerless, her breathing increasingly rapid, her cheeks quickly blushing.
Suddenly, she saw Song Guanchao’s fingers go in.
Her alcohol-numbed brain took a second to register the sensation.
This feeling, indescribable.
It wasn’t until the soft panting in her mouth reoccurred that she regained some clarity.
She could no longer control her moaning, nor her physiological reactions.
After a dozen minutes.
Song Guanchao finally stopped.
Xu Suyi propped herself on the table with difficulty, barely supporting her upper body.
Her long legs hung in the air, the tablecloth was a mess.
Song Guanchao put away his phone, said, "Get dressed."
Xu Suyi was suddenly confused, thinking she heard wrong.
She thought this was just foreplay.
Her physiological reactions had shattered her rationality, she was ready to be humiliated by Song Guanchao.
But, Song Guanchao did not continue.
She looked at the phone Song Guanchao put away, suddenly realizing with hindsight.
From the beginning, he never intended to do such things to her.
He just wanted to humiliate her, record her dark history, and use it to threaten her.
Upon realizing all this, Xu Suyi’s emotions became very complex.
She felt relieved, after all, her chastity was preserved.
Although being toyed with was hard to accept for her.
But compared to her purity, this was acceptable.
Yet amidst relief, she also felt an inexplicable anger.
She was confident in her appearance and figure, surrounded by countless admirers since childhood.
She thought of herself as an excellent woman.
But now, stripped naked before him, and yet he made no excessive move.
It was purely to capture her dark history.
She looked at Song Guanchao’s crotch, found no reaction at all.
Xu Suyi couldn’t help but question herself.
No, it must be that he’s impotent!
Song Guanchao watched her flickering complex gaze, and saw her staring at his crotch, his expression turned odd, thinking, is this woman really out of it?
Xu Suyi got down from the table, her legs giving way, she fell to the floor.
She climbed up, grabbing her clothes, hurriedly dressing.
Song Guanchao pulled out a chair: "Sit."
Song Guanchao took out a cigarette, handed it to her.
Before she finished, she immediately closed her mouth, took the cigarette, lit it, took a clumsy puff, coughing violently.
Song Guanchao said, "From tomorrow, you’re still Si Qingqing’s secretary."
Xu Suyi silently nodded.
Song Guanchao said, "No matter if it’s Si Qingqing or Ding Lingyan, report to me first for any situation."
Xu Suyi also didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad.
Not only did Song Guanchao not transfer her, he arranged for her to be an informer.
Seen from another angle, she was now Song Guanchao’s person.
Compared to Ding Lingyan, Song Guanchao’s background was obviously bigger.
Being his person, her future was brighter.
From this perspective, blessing in disguise, perhaps.
However, today’s humiliation was hard to accept, it would take time to adjust.
Song Guanchao left her with a number, got up and left.
Song Guanchao turned around: "Anything?"
Xu Suyi approached, suddenly asking, "Am I ugly?"
Song Guanchao appeared momentarily confused: "What?"
Xu Suyi stared into his eyes, "Why didn’t you take me just now?"
What’s wrong with this woman?
Song Guanchao suddenly chuckled, whether it was a sneer or a scornful laugh was unclear, he didn’t answer her pointless question, pushed the door and left.
And that smile almost broke Xu Suyi’s defense.
Even having been humiliated by Song Guanchao just now, she only felt resentment.
But that smile made her feel something beyond words... disdain!
As if she were comical.
Made her feel like a clown.
Xu Suyi wiped her tears, sniffed, walked into the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, to clear her mind.
She didn’t go home, but booked a room at a nearby hotel. The rıghtful source is 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵
After showering, she stood in front of the mirror looking at her body, suddenly understanding something.
It’s not that she’s ugly, or lacks appeal.
There’s nothing wrong with her, it’s Song Guanchao who has the problem.
Any other man, with no responsibility, would certainly seize the opportunity to possess her body.
Even, use such blackmail, to enjoy her body anytime, anywhere.
But Song Guanchao didn’t.
No, Xu Suyi thought, he certainly had the impulse too.
It’s just that, he is more determined than most men.
He knew what he wanted, and would not let desire disrupt his original plans, thus causing possible accidents.
Even though for him, there would be no accidents even if he did take her.
This man’s mental fortitude was frightening.
After realizing this, the humiliation she felt strangely started to dissipate.
At the same time, she recalled what Song Guanchao did to her.
Her body, quietly had some physiological reactions.
She couldn’t help it, leaned over the sink, reached down, closed her eyes, imagining it was Song Guanchao’s hand.