The words he said that day were being replayed sentence by sentence, and now that he thinks about it, it makes Wen Lishu feel like he is in a nightmare.

She trembled and begged for mercy: "Don't do this. ”

He looked at her coldly, and a sneer slowly oozed from his mouth, "Now you know that you're afraid?"

Afraid, yes.

Wen Lishu didn't dare to make another attempt, and nodded with low eyebrows.

Song Qiancheng raised his hand and pinched her cheek, and the intensity gradually increased as he spoke, "I told you last night, if you don't come back for an hour, what will be the consequences?"

He said that if she didn't come back, he would play with her.

She was angry last night, and it was one thing to not treat him at all, but now, she has asked him for it, so she regrets not being at the beginning.

Wen Lishu pursed her lips and was silent, afraid of death.

Seeing that she was indifferent, Song Qiancheng shook off her face, withdrew his hand, and at the same time, walked to the wall to get a whip.

Wen Lishu watched him take off the whip, and instantly crawled with a sense of despair.

Song Qiancheng held the whip in the palm of his hand and walked towards her step by step.

The distance between the two was decreasing little by little, and Wen Lishu retreated in fear, until he had no way to retreat, and was forced into a corner by him.

Song Qiancheng stood majestically in front of her, causing her whole body to tremble.

Her eyes were firmly fixed on the items in his hand, and Song Qiancheng was still turning them one after another, like a rakshasa.

He asked her, "Do you know what's wrong?"

In this situation, she can't help but bow to reality.

She wanted to reply to him, "I know I was wrong", but her mouth couldn't move.

Then, her vision began to blur, and her body went limp, and she fainted directly.

……

When Wen Lishu woke up again, he was already lying on the bed in the master bedroom, and his head was still slightly dizzy.

She was the only one in the room, and she sat up with a slight strange sensation on her right arm.

Looking down at her arm, she noticed a small infusion pinhole above it, which seemed to have been injected with a drip while she was asleep.

She twisted her neck and looked at the balcony on her left, remembering that it was still daylight when she first returned to the villa, but it was already night.

She withdrew her gaze and took her phone from the bedside table to see that it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Remembering that Sister Yang asked her to go to the club, she patted her forehead and hurriedly opened the chat software.

There is an unread text message in the message bar, which is sent by Sister Yang.

"Eight o'clock in the evening, Wansha Clubhouse, Box 1088. ”

At that time in the morning, Wen Lishu was still hesitant to go to this bureau, but after what happened just now, she had already made up her mind.

This time, she must attend, and she must find a way to win the starring role in this drama.

She wants to use this drama to turn over and get the funds back as soon as possible, so as to get out of the clutches of Song Qiancheng.

Finger clicked on Sister Yang's avatar, and Wen Lishu replied to her: "I'll be late." ”

After sending the message, she got out of bed, and as soon as her feet reached the ground, there was the sound of sparse footsteps outside the door.

She immediately became excited, and her body trembled.

Wen Lishu didn't know how to face Song Qiancheng yet, and she became overwhelmed.

What should she do if he brought up the study again?

Either hide in the bathroom first, or hide back in the bed and pretend to be dead.

There was a brainstorming in her head, but before she could make a decision, the door was opened.

Wen Lishu's heartbeat index climbed to the highest point, she raised her head stiffly, and slowly cast her gaze to the side of the door.