She also knew that she had no way out, no other choice, she was like falling into an abyss, only seeing the faint light and the long years.

Three years is not a long time, it is not short, but it is enough for anything to happen, she must persevere, she cannot be underestimated by Yi Beihan, as long as she survives these three years, she will be liberated......

In the foggy mirror, Xia Yan looked at the red and swollen face that was fanned along the body without clothes.

The tears burst into the river, and she could only hide in the bath and cry secretly, her eyes were swollen and black, and the blood stains on the corners of her mouth were wiped away, leaving only a faint wound and a thin scab.

Boss Zhang's deception and Liu Yuyan's slap, she remembers them one by one, and she remembers these insults.

Three years, it's just more than a thousand days, counting the days, it's good to get through it day by day, it's just a long nightmare, and she will wake up soon, as long as she lives, she persists, it's the biggest victory.

Today is just the beginning.

Xia Yan took the silk bathrobe in the bathroom and draped it over his body, in the mist, his long hair was shawl, and his beautiful curves were also displayed in the mirror.

She was a puppet now, she numbed herself in her heart, and then opened the bathroom door and walked towards Yi Beihan with an expressionless face.

The clothes on Yi Beihan's body have faded, his bronzed skin is exposed, his breathing is undulating, and the muscles in his abdomen have a seductive luster, but Xia Yan has ignored all this.

She stood in front of Yi Beihan, and he stretched out his wine glass to Xia Yan.

"Pour me a drink."

Xia Yan silently did so and handed it to Yi Beihan.

He didn't seem to be very satisfied with her performance, he always felt that it was too mechanical, and his irritable emotions came back to his heart, wanting to release.

She is his enemy, the enemy of the sea of blood, and he wants to torture her fiercely.

Yi Beihan threw the goblet on the ground, the purple-red liquid soaking the Persian velvet carpet in a displeased tone.

"Speed, come to my side!!"

Xia Yan hesitated, her face was red, her ears were hot, she couldn't make such a bold move.

Although she is no longer out of business under Yi Beihan's "training", her movements are stiff and unfamiliar, and she can't cooperate at all.

He was visibly more annoyed by her slow half-beat, and had no more patience, and looked at the sparkling watch in his hand.

"Asking a president to wait for you for twenty minutes is the limit, do you want me to keep waiting? If this is the case, our contract will be null and void. ”

"Don't ...... I'll just do what you say. ”

She shook her head, a little nervous, crawled directly to him barefoot, avoiding her gaze, not daring to look at Yi Beihan's body at all, tiptoeing, like a child who was afraid of doing something wrong.

The velvet quilt was soft and smooth when stepped on, like the touch of the skin, and her feet were stained with dry water traces, and she slipped in a panic, and the whole person fell directly to the side.

"Stupid woman, are you trying to kill for money? Rest assured, if I die, you will be worse than the lower eighteen layers of hell. ”

Before she fell to herself, Yi Beihan's long legs directly pressed against Xia Yan's body, and she was like a leaning tower, not moving in the air.

Cold sweat faintly burst out of her forehead, and her back was also cold, she thought that his action just now was to kick herself down.

"I ......"

Nervousness, panic, plus a hurry, speechless for a while.

……………………

Yi Beihan was speechless, she had nothing to say about her stupidity, and as soon as her legs were slightly retracted, her whole body fell directly to his chest.