Chapter 8 Resisting powerlessness leads to humiliation

After going to work, I immediately went to Ziyue: "Mr. Feng, my brother's business, I'm bothering you, that money-" Before I finished speaking, he suddenly interrupted me rudely: "Let's talk about it after work, there are two documents you can leave a copy." "My face flushed, and I hurriedly grabbed my papers and left.

It was almost time to get off work, and he texted me: "Wait for me to come along." "I told Ziqing that there was something else to do, and asked him to go back first. I was bored surfing the Internet in the office until after eight o'clock, and he texted me: "Come in." I hurried to his office.

As soon as he entered the door, he said a bunch of words of gratitude, and he listened with a blank face. In the end, I said, "How much did you lose someone? ”

Ziyue sneered, took out a folder from the drawer and threw it on the table, "See for yourself." "When I picked it up, my head was dizzy, and I carefully counted it, six hundred thousand. I felt like I couldn't even stand on my feet. Can I make so much money in this life?

"I also found a friend to be accommodating, his family assets, 600,000 is a fart, and breaking a tooth is not this number. He muffled.

I was completely dumbfounded, and stood dumbfounded, unable to utter a word, just looking at him helplessly. He was looked at by me and didn't speak.

After about a quarter of an hour, he stood up, walked up to me, and took my hand: "You don't need to pay it back." What I want, you can give. Looking at his fiery gaze, I suddenly understood.

He sneered and looked at me: "You have been trying to get close to me since the beginning, and now I am thinking about it, money, you don't have to pay it back, you have to give what I want." He made me even more confused, when did I try to get close to him, but he didn't let me think, and I took two steps back and leaned against his desk.

There was a thunderclap outside, and the lightning instantly illuminated the room white, and his face was also reflected in the lightning, his eyes were full of cruelty, and there was no trace of warmth and coldness around him. My heart was pounding. As a newcomer, I have never encountered this kind of oppression.

He lifted my chin hard and looked at me sharply, a gaze that made me uncomfortable. But what can I do? His kiss came down roughly, and I was so frightened that I kept shivering. His hand roamed all over my body, and wherever he passed, I was terrified to goosebumps. Suddenly, he swam his hands on my head, and his fingertips inserted into my hair and tugged hard, and my head leaned back and looked at him with tears in my eyes.

Perhaps my gaze had piqued his interest, and he tore my clothes with all his might, and his movements were rough and wild. I have to say that he is indeed a veteran of the love scene, so I actually had an instinctive reaction.

He looked at me with a sneer and said, "You're a slut too." "Slut, my face was blood-red, I never thought I would be described like that one day. For the first time, I felt the horrors of life, the horror of being insulted for being powerless.

I bit my lip and didn't make a sound. They only looked at him with grief, but they never looked at him with supplication. Even though I was insulted by him, I still didn't want to look at him pleadingly.

The things on the table crackled and fell to the floor, and after a long time, I felt confused and my mind went blank. I closed my eyes in agony, feeling sorry for my powerlessness and even more ashamed of my instincts. And this instinct came and went again with Ziyue's wildness. Tears flowed from my eyes, sobbing softly.

"Scream, you scream!" Ziyue commanded me loudly. I couldn't help but cry out. But it's more like a wail with tears. For the first time, I felt the despair that no one could save me.

That night, he seemed to vent all his resentment on me, and I don't know where his resentment came from. Until he finally let me go.

I trembled and got dressed, and I didn't have any strength on my legs. I didn't look at him, I didn't speak, I got dressed and left, and he said coldly: "If I want you in the future, I will look for you." I shuddered and rushed out without looking back.

It was raining outside, and I just walked in the rain, my whole body hurting so badly, thinking why didn't there be a car that hit me, so I walked stupidly......

That night, I didn't go home until more than twelve o'clock, Ziqing was crazy, hugged me and asked what was wrong, I barely squeezed out a smile and said that I didn't bring an umbrella, it was not good to take a taxi, and I walked for a while. Ziqing boiled ginger syrup for me in distress, and I hid in the bathroom and bit my lip and cried.

The next morning, I took the initiative to kiss Ziqing, my heart was full of guilt for him, and I didn't know how to make up for it. I can only clumsily counteract my inner turmoil in this way. Ziqing was pleasantly surprised, because I had never taken the initiative to touch him. But I was very miserable, my heart was tormented by guilt, I had no joy at all, and my heart was extremely sad.