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"Mrs. Jing, your husband gave you to me. Tonight, you're mine." The man approached again with a powerful stance.

The three of them had nowhere to run. Their bodies were pressed against the cold window.

"I beg of you, don't touch me. Mu Chen must be hiding something. When he finds out, he will definitely come back to find me."

"In his heart, you're not as important as the land on the west side of the city."

The man's words were like a knife, stabbing deeply into Ran Yao's flesh. Each word was like a knife, stabbing all over her body.

"No …." I love him, and he loves me, and I don't believe he'll give me to you. "

"Mrs. Jing, are you deaf or blind? Didn't you hear what Jing Mucheng said just now? " The man walked closer and tightly pressed against Ran Yao's body. He lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "I thought you knew that Jing Mu Chen's little secretary was pregnant. Three months."

The corners of Ran Yao's eyes suddenly turned sour.

The man put his arm around her waist, picked her up, and walked toward the bed.

Her heart was dead. She let the man throw her onto the bed, forgetting to scream, forget to struggle, forget to resist.

Then the man began to move roughly, ripping at her dress, tearing at the last of her defenses.

The Ran Demon finally woke up from her daze. However, it was already too late. The man was still fearless against her. Her hands tightly gripped the man's back as a sound akin to a kitten's shriek rolled out from the bottom of her throat …

She felt ashamed, but she couldn't help it.

The man's forehead was covered in sweat, and the smile on his lips was very deep and strong.

"Mrs. Jing, it looks like he hasn't touched you in the year you've been married to JingMucheng."

The Ran Demon closed his eyes, and sank into the abyss of despair.

"Mrs. Jing, you have a good taste. Since Jing Mu Chen doesn't want to touch you, you can come find me if you want to in the future."

Ran Yao clenched his teeth, suppressing the bitterness in his heart.

The torture was over.

The man stood in front of the window and smoked. Without caring about the pain and discomfort on his body, Ran Yao picked up the torn dress and put it on.

She packed her things and fled from the room that had taken her away from her for the second time.

Fortunately, there were no strangers on the way to the underground parking lot. She quickly got into her car, stepped on the gas pedal and headed home.

She couldn't wait to wash herself and ask why Jing Mu Chen was doing this to her.

The bathroom was in the bedroom. She pushed open the bedroom door, and on the large bed, her two bodies were tightly entwined.

The bed that belonged to her creaked as the man moved.

Her heart felt like it was being squeezed by a pair of large hands. She was suffocating, in pain, and her hands and feet were ice-cold.

"Mu Chen, she's back …" When the woman on the bed noticed the Ran Yao, she flirtatiously and coquettishly opened her mouth to remind him.

Jing Mu Chen turned his head to look at Ran Yao. The desire in his eyes gradually subsided, but his lips curved up in a mocking smile, "You're back. Didn't you stay a few more times with Gu Dong?"

The Ran Demon rushed over like a madman, throwing a slap on Jing Mu Chen's face, "You bastard."

"Mu Chen, I'm afraid." The woman on the bed shrank into her embrace, her voice tinged with panic.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jing Mucheng comforted the woman on the bed before getting up and picking up the scattered clothes on the floor and putting them on at a moderate pace.

"Why are you doing this to me? I've loved you for ten years, I accompanied you through your entire youth. If you can't let go of the matter of me being raped, you can choose not to marry me. Since you married me, why did you do this to me? " She cried hoarsely, but the pain was so great that not a single tear escaped.

"You're dirty anyway. If you're dirty again, you won't die."

"Are you still human?"

"Ran Yao, shouldn't you laugh? It's been so long since I've touched you, and today, I've finally been touched by a man. Don't you feel that this is a gift I've given you? "