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That domineering attitude made him especially annoyed. "Hey, go away. Don't follow me." She was extremely tired. After walking for the entire night, she really wanted to return to her dorm and lie down on her bed to sleep. She felt really sleepy.

"Get in." He insisted, with the intention of not leaving until she got into the car.

Was this man waiting for her outside the bar all night to get her into his car?

When she thought about the matter of her 'losing her virginity', she was afraid of being separated from him again.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness quickly engulf her. For a moment, she really wanted to rush over and give him a few slaps.

If it wasn't for her constantly telling herself that 'impulse is the devil', she really would have charged forward.

She continued to stagger along the crosswalk as far as she could get from him. Just as she was lamenting about the fact that she was going back to school tonight, she was suddenly hugged by someone and quickly sent to the passenger seat of the black BMW.

"Kacha …" Leng Mubai even fastened her seat belt.

She looked at him, who was sitting in the driver's seat, and asked, "Mr. Leng, are you going to kidnap him?"

He remained silent, completely ignoring her angry murderous glare. He slowly started the car and sped off, heading in a direction she had no idea where he was taking her to. "Hey, Leng Mian, what do you want to do?"

"Shut up." He let out a low growl, obviously not in a good mood either.

How could this be? He kidnapped her and she wasn't allowed to protest?

She reached out her hand to twist the steering wheel. "Stop, I want to get off."

The car swayed a little, but he soon steadied the car. "Do you want to die?"

"Yes, but only if you stop the car."

"Good, then let's die together."

She thought he was joking, but then, in the next instant, Zhong Wanqiu was scared silly, and she drove the car in an S shape, so fast that she forgot to get out of the car, leaving behind only a scream. Fortunately, it was in the middle of the night, and there weren't many cars on the road, only one driving for half a day, or else she would have felt like she was really going to die, she would have been scared to death by him.

Ah …" "Ahh!" The thrill of that fear was indescribable, and she would have gone mad if he had kept driving like this.

The car, moving at a steady speed, began to play soothing light music. The car drove on in a spirit of pleasure, and regardless of whether or not she was making a silent protest, she was terrified. Even with the air conditioner on, she was covered in sweat.

"Here." A hidden man's handkerchief was presented to her with a faint fragrance.

She subconsciously reached out to take it. Her body felt extremely sticky.

Wiping away her sweat, she realized that the car had stopped. The entrance to the residential complex was slowly opening up. She panicked, "Where is this?"

"To my apartment." He spoke simply, ignoring her panic.

The car quickly drove into the luxurious district, and when it stopped steadily in the parking lot, it coldly opened the car door for her and personally unfastened the seat belt for her who was still in a daze. "Come, let's go home."

It was as if the place they were going to was their home. Hearing the word 'home' warmed her heart, she suddenly felt a sense of anticipation. Her home. How long had it been since she last smelled that way?

She never had a home.