Ling Han's every word sounded like he was about to spit fire.
The emotions that had been suppressed for half a month finally exploded in front of Ye Huanyan's indifferent face at this moment.
"I said I didn't. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."
This kind of attitude was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
After the drip, Ye Huanyan's heart was only tired. She had no time to deal with Ling Han's unpredictable temper. The stable but busy half a month had almost made her forget what the man in front of her looked like when he was angry.
It was only when her back slammed into the dining table that she realized how familiar this scene was.
A scream came out of her throat. Before she could stop his invasion, her hands were tied by a belt buckle to the metal pillar of the chair on the other side of the dining table that was just above the dining table.
"Ah..." After the scream,
Her hands were tied behind her head, and she could only slide along with the belt on the metal pillar of the chair behind her. She couldn't break free. Her whole body was spread out on the cold dining table, like a delicacy that was about to be enjoyed.
Panic appeared in her eyes. During the struggle, the belt buckle made an ear-piercing sound of friction on the metal pillar of the chair, but none of this could stop the man's rough actions.
The black stockings under the tight skirt and the lace underwear were pulled to her ankles, and a chill came over her.
Before she had time to prepare, her pupils suddenly contracted, and a stifled and heart-wrenching groan echoed in the living room for a long time.
"En... Ah..."
The blood drained from her face, and she was as pale as a sheet of paper. The violent rise and fall of her chest and the big beads of sweat on her forehead announced her pain at this moment.
The heavy dining table shook violently from the impact, and the table was instantly covered with tea. The warm tea seeped into her sweater and shirt, and gradually turned cold, spreading from her back to her whole body.
In the water stains, the man held her legs. His eyes were red, and his brows were furrowed. He spared no effort to hit her, and he couldn't wait to rub her into his body and become one.
She gritted her teeth, but she still couldn't help but moan.
The man's eyes deepened, and his hoarse voice sounded in the dark,
"I haven't done it in so long. It's much tighter than before."
Shame filled every nerve in her body, but the physical pleasure made her pale cheeks flush red. She couldn't stop gasping for breath, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the water on the table.
She didn't know how long the waves lasted, but when they reached the climax, her entire body arched upwards, her eyes widened, and she suddenly let out an exhausted groan. Then, her vision turned black, and she fainted.
In a daze, she seemed to hear someone sigh in her ear. The pain in her arm gradually eased, and she was surrounded by a warm embrace. She was greedy for this kind of temperature, greedy for this kind of smell, greedy for this kind of illusory warmth.
Ling Han covered her with a quilt. When he was covering her with the quilt, he saw the bruise on the back of her hand. He could vaguely see the needle mark. He frowned and stood by the bed for a long time without leaving.
He looked at her slightly thin face, his eyes filled with regret.
Somehow, she thought of what Su Mang said on the phone again.
What exactly is Ye Huanyan in your heart? Maybe you don't even know it yourself.
Outside the window, snowflakes covered the windowsill layer by layer, covering the desolate winter and people's hearts. But when the ice and snow melted and the flowers bloomed in spring next year, there was still a long lonely scenery. That was an inevitable transition period. The world was like this, and so was life.
The next day was the annual meeting of the Pleasure Group.
According to the regulations, the employees of the Pleasure Group only went to work in the morning of that day. From noon onwards was the annual Spring Festival holiday of the company. After attending the annual meeting, it would be a new year when they met again.
Because of the hurry, Ye Huanyan went to the scene with the dress for the annual meeting banquet. She was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground. She adjusted the lights, checked whether the drinks, sweets, and staple food were in place, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, and communicated with the host of the banquet.
In the Qinghe Apartment in the city.
In Su Nianhua's decorated house, the stylists were busy around him.
This was the first time that he attended the annual meeting of the company, and the company was also preparing to introduce him to join, so his team paid great attention to today's occasion.
"Brother Hua, are you sure you don't want to contact Miss Guan Nai about your female companion? The agent over there … "
"No need, I already have a female companion."
Su Nianhua interrupted his agent, Remy, and raised his eyes to look at his hair in the mirror. "It's about time, I'll go out and make a call."
The stylist nodded and sprayed a hair styling spray on his hair, and the job was done.
Su Nianhua closed the bedroom door, lowered his head, and dialed Ye Huanyan's number.
His gentle gaze fell on the ash-blue bedsheets. In the dark gold gift box, there was a dress with black as its main color. The material and cut were all of the best quality.
Ye Huanyan's anxious voice sounded from the other end of the phone, and Su Nianhua's eyes instantly lit up with a smile.
"Are you done?"
"Not yet, there's a problem with the waiters and I need to deal with it. I can't do what I promised you, I'm sorry."
Su Nianhua's eyes dimmed a little, but it quickly disappeared.
"It's okay, you go ahead."
"Um, you should have a female companion, right? I saw on the host's list that you'll be entering with Guan Nai."
Ye Huanyan felt a little apologetic because she was the one who missed the appointment. Fortunately, Su Nianhua had a female companion on the list, which comforted her a little.
The other end of the phone gently responded, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then I'll talk to you later, I need to confirm with the manager about the waiters."
The phone hung up in a hurry, and at the same time, the agent knocked on the door.
"Brother Hua, we're almost ready to go, Miss Guan Nai …"
"I'll explain to her, let's go."
Su Nianhua's hand slid across the box containing the dress, then he closed the lid and held it in his hands.
At 7: 30, the sky gradually darkened. The stage, the red carpet, and the drinks were all ready. Elegant violin music played in the background, and all kinds of instruments were played live. It was very grand.
After seeing that everything was in order, Ye Huanyan breathed a sigh of relief and went to the dressing room to change clothes.
Ye Huanyan wore a beige off-shoulder dress that was elegant and decent, low-key and not ostentatious. Looking at her pale face, Ye Huanyan took out a lipstick from her bag and pursed her lips. Finally, she looked a little better.
The passionate scene last night was still replaying in her mind. When she thought of it, she felt the tip of her nose sour. She raised her head to suppress her emotions, put the lipstick back into her bag, and turned to walk out of the dressing room.
The people who should come have basically arrived. Sheng Anran held Ling Han's arm and was surrounded by people, talking and laughing.
She caught a glimpse of a light yellow figure coming out of the lounge. When she looked up at the man beside her, she saw that his eyes had followed the figure.
Under the thick eyelashes, a pair of eyes were dyed with a flame of jealousy.
"Han, Mr. Li is over there, let's say hello."
She deliberately pointed to the direction behind the figure, and a meaningful look appeared in her eyes.
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