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Chapter 10 I Don't Like It
Say, you, sold, to, me, already?

The word "sell" is like a curse. Every time Qin Shuang hears it, she can feel the coldness spreading from the bottom of her heart to the blood flowing through her limbs and bones.

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a single word of those flattering words that had been practiced for more than a year and had been carved into her body.

There was a dead silence in the carriage.

Her distraught appearance made He Zhiyao feel extremely annoying.

Every time he saw her expression like this, he felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

I can't wait to drag her to be burned to ashes together.

"Don't give me such a dead look. As I said, I don't like it."

"Don't rely on you being a good boy once in a while, I can pamper you all the time."

He Zhiyao grabbed the suit that was thrown aside, covered Qin Shuang's face with his hood, and blocked her expression as if the sky was falling. He pushed her from him to a chair aside, and tidied up his clothes. With a "wow", the car door was pushed open.

Then the door slammed shut with a bang.

With one hand on his hip, He Zhiyao stood there for a few seconds, looked into the car through the filmed glass for a while, and then opened the driver's seat and sat in.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, bit it in his mouth, and stepped on the accelerator hard.

……

Back at the apartment, He Zhiyao threw Qin Shuang on the bed and pressed it on top of her.

Qin Shuang just felt physically and mentally exhausted that night, unable to resist at all, and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Until she couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a drowsy sleep, she faintly felt as if she had been put into warm water.

The temperature of the water stimulated the marks left by his rape on her body, bringing waves of burning pain.

It's just that she was too tired, so tired that she didn't have the strength to open her eyes to take a look, and then fell asleep again.

It wasn't until the ear-piercing alarm clock rang and she opened her eyes suddenly that she realized something in a daze, and subconsciously glanced at her side.

The pillow next to it was a little wrinkled, but there was no one there.

He Zhiyao... did he stay overnight last night?
The image of He Zhiyao flashed in Qin Shuang's mind, and she immediately shook her head, wishing to shake this person out of her life.

She snorted lightly, mocking herself for daydreaming.

She habitually touched the edge of the pillow, but missed her mobile phone.

After a while, she sat up, looked around the room, and saw her bag on the sofa at the end of the bed.

She didn't get out of bed, but crawled to the edge of the bed, stretched her arms and took her hand out of the bag, pressed it, and found that the phone had automatically turned off at some point.

Qin Shuang charged her phone, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. When she just got out of bed, her legs gave way and she almost fell down.

She supported the bed for a while before entering the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that the mobile phone that had turned on automatically was beeping messages.

She frowned slightly, walked over, picked up her phone, and saw text messages one after another,

Shuangshuang, you answer the phone, I know it's you.

Shuangshuang, can you speak to me?

Shuangshuang, have you encountered any difficulties, can you tell me?
Shuangshuang, do you know how I got here for more than a year...

……

Qin Shuang stared at the messages that kept jumping out, and all the blood in her body seemed to be drained at this moment.

Just then, a hand reached out to her cell phone:
"What are you looking at?"

(End of this chapter)