Inside the Rolls-Royce.
Gu Zixuan sat in the passenger seat, her heart pounding wildly.
Earlier, after saying what she wanted to eat, she thought Feng Chengjin would just drive away.
Instead, he suddenly leaned forward towards her.
A huge shadow cast over her, his breath so close, and those captivating eyes.
Even those alluring lips were almost pressing against the tip of her nose.
For a moment, the narrow space of the car was filled with the clean scent from his shirt mixed with her own, continuously stimulating her sense of smell.
Gu Zixuanxin skipped a beat, stunned as she looked at him.
He simply glanced at her, pulled over the seatbelt, buckled it for her, and sat back.
Realizing this was his only intention, Gu Zixuan felt a great relief, but afterward, her face became flushed uncontrollably, her cheeks turning red...
Feng Chengjin drove, catching it from the corner of his eye, Mo Tong’s eyes narrowing slightly.
After a moment, he turned his gaze to the scenery outside the car, focusing on the winding road.
At the shore of Ming Lake Island.
He Xiaoqi got off the boat, took a cab to the city, and staggered towards a secluded alley.
She dared not go home; at this moment, she dared not go anywhere. f.(r)eewe/bnov\ll.com
A day and night of inhuman torment left her filled with filth!
They had some men, she couldn’t remember, how many times, she couldn’t remember.
In the end, they tied her body in various painful positions and gave many bizarre toys. Now her whole body still hurt.
But even with the markings all over her body, that wasn’t the most despairing thing; the most despairing was that they actually made her inhale... powder.
He Xiaoqi grabbed her hair in despair, sliding down against the wall.
The dosage of the ice was low but enough to send one into a trance, like being addicted to poppy flowers.
Once touched, quitting is almost impossible; sooner or later, her madness will be discovered by her family.
If her brother knew she was hanging out with these degenerate rich kids, he would beat her. If he knew she got caught up in this kind of path, he would kill her...
He Xiaoqi buried her head in her knees, shivering with panic. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel·fire·net
At the alley entrance, a person who had been watching her for a while glanced a few times, confirmed it was her, sneered coldly, and dialed a phone number.
Half an hour later, He Xiaoqi began to realize something was wrong, her legs numb from squatting as she planned to drag her aching body to find a place to hide, when she heard motorcycles roaring towards the alley entrance.
There were many motorcycles, with the leader in bright black biker gear, riding a nearly million-dollar Harley.
Behind, followed by another twenty or thirty motorcycles, all worth a fortune.
The opposing aura was immense, completely comparable to Mr. Wen’s entertainment clique, even surpassing, with a kind of imposing majesty that the latter couldn’t match!
Black motorcycles, black biker gear, black metallic accessories...
The atmosphere was eerie, watching as the leading man stopped the bike and walked towards her, He Xiaoqi’s voice trembling as she backed against the wall step by step, "Who, who are you, what do you want?"