C2

The night was still very long, and the fact that Mo Zhaoyun was able to savor the taste of the marrow had tormented her quite a bit.

After that, he left Gong Waner's body for two hours. Under the moonlight, he saw a pool of blood on the bed sheets and he raised his eyebrows.

This woman was still considered clean!

He smiled flirtatiously and left the bedroom for his study. There was a video conference to be held today.

It was already the second day since Gong Waner woke up. Her entire body was aching as if she had been crushed by a car.

This was the result of a hangover!

She stretched out her hand, searching for clothes. His arm was in so much pain that he frowned and felt that his palm was wet. He couldn't help but pull out his hand to take a look. When he saw the faint trace of blood on the tip of his finger, he immediately widened his eyes.

At the same time, the sound of water splashing could be heard in the bathroom. Gong Wan’er crawled up from the bed in a hurry, her gaze landed on the bed that still had her own blood on it.

He turned his head to look at the bathroom again. A man's body could be seen in the mist through the glass door.

Yesterday... I think I called him a bull?

God! Could it be that his precious first time was gone just like that?!

Gong Waner felt her scalp go numb. How could she, someone who had received a good and traditional family education since she was young, do such a thing?

Also, that bull man yesterday seemed pretty good-looking, so he must be very expensive. I'm really short on money recently, so I'm afraid I can't even afford to pay for it.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became and the more she felt pain in her jaw.

He's still a bull! His technique was so bad!

Can you lower the price?

Gong Waner rubbed her hair sorrowfully as she rummaged through every single layer of the bag. After taking out a few hundred dollars, she glanced at the paper and pen on the table and was about to leave, then quickly wrote a string of words. Then, she picked up her clothes and endured the tearing pain as she sneakily left the room.

About fifteen minutes later, Mo Zhaoyun walked out of the bathroom. There were still water droplets on his skin. He wiped away his wet hair with a towel and looked at the messy bed and the several hundred yuan on the table.

He had only taken a bath, and he was already gone? So what if he left money?

With that thought, Mo Zhaoyun suddenly thought of something. His face darkened, he walked to the table and once again saw the words on the paper.

Skills failed! I need more practice!

Was that stupid woman taking him for a bull?

Mo Zhaoyun sat on the sofa with the piece of paper, his fingers caressing his lips, a smile that was not a smile plastered across his face, a cold glint flashed past his eyes.

Who was it that had been so eager for speed last night?

This arrogant woman, next time, I'll definitely let you see whether my technique will pass or not! I will make you willingly submit to me!

By then, Gong Wan’er had already returned home. It had only been a few days since her father was captured, and she felt that the house was empty.

After changing his shoes and taking off his jacket, Gong Wan’er originally wanted to go straight to the bathroom and take a bath, but his feet suddenly stopped. The antique vase and the famous painting on the wall beside the entrance were all gone!

A bad feeling rose in her heart as she quickly ran to the second floor.

All the upstairs doors were open, and she ran straight to her stepmother's room. The clothes in the closet and the jewelry on the dresser were gone, and the room was empty.

Looks like my stepmother took the only valuable thing left in the house and ran away!

This woman was simply too much. Did she forget how her father treated her before he went to jail?

"You heartless bastard!" Gong Wan’er lowered his head and cursed. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound from downstairs, like the sound of glass being shattered.

She immediately went back downstairs and saw four or five men standing in the living room. One of them was standing in front of the display cabinet. There was glass under his feet.

"This is my house, what do you want?" Gong Waner's face turned white, he shouted and ran over to grab the necklace, "Give it back to me!"

The man ducked, "Back to you? Let me tell you, everything here belongs to our boss! Including the house! Get out of here before we start. "

"Return it to me quickly!" How could Gong Waner have heard his warning? This necklace was not worth much, otherwise, her stepmother would have long taken it away. This was her mother's inheritance, and the only thought her mother had left her, she would definitely not allow anyone to take it away.

"Bastard, if you don't return it to me, I'll call the police." She went on to say, and somewhat absent-mindedly grabbed at the man's face.

However, she was too weak. Before she could grab him, the man had already fiercely grabbed her hair and taunted, "Little bitch, your dad owes us a lot of money. Look at how pretty you are, I'll take your debt."

Hearing this, the other men immediately burst into laughter.

"You are the whore, your whole family is a whore!" Gong Wan’er's eyes turned red, he kicked the man's lower body.

"F * ck!" The man flung the emaciated Gong Waner away in pain. He didn't even want to grab onto the shoes that were off his feet. She hit the table and lost weight.

"Throw her out." Gong Wan’er felt her collar tighten before she could even react. She was pulled up by a man and staggered to the door, but before she could do anything, her entire body was thrown out and landed heavily on the stone floor of the shop. Her hands were bleeding.

Gong Wan’er felt a wave of sorrow. When had she ever been treated like this!

Suddenly, the sharp voice of a woman was heard. A pair of feet wearing red high heels stopped right in front of her, "Yo, isn't this the young miss of the Gong family? How did she fall to such a sorry state?"

When the initially restless Gong Wan’er heard this voice, she immediately calmed down, took a deep breath and raised her head, facing Chen Litong who had a playful expression, Gong Wan’er propped himself up on his knees.

"Aiya, it's all my fault for having a bad memory. Your father went to jail. Are you being chased out?" Seeing Gong Waner like this, Chen Litong's heart became even more proud.