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Chapter 155

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She said it very helplessly, as if she had lost her soul. She was only subconsciously whispering these words.

Su Zhinian was stunned, and after a moment, he heard her mumble again, "Please, please don't do this, please …"

Su Zhinian's whole body shook violently, and he sobered up at that moment.

He stared at the anger at the bottom of her eyes, and it slowly faded away until it disappeared completely.

Only then did he notice the thoughts in her heart. Panic, resistance, despair, helplessness … and one last sentence … Am I going to be raped by him again like five years ago?

Am I going to be raped by him again like five years ago?

This sentence was like a sharp knife that pierced into Su Zhinian's heart, shredding it into pieces.

His eyes suddenly dimmed, and his pupils rapidly began to contract. His entire body seemed to have been electrocuted, and in the next second, he abruptly got up from her body and took a few steps back before he stopped.

He should not have gone home. If he did not come home, he would at most be sad in his office … After he came home and saw her on the phone, he would be reminded of the words she had said when she was taking care of Qin Yinan. Then, he would be filled with jealousy, envy, and anger … He would not be able to control the emotions that he had suppressed for so many years.

She was still sobbing, and the hair beside her ears was wet from her tears. In the quiet room, her weak sobs could be heard occasionally. "Please, please …"

After a while, she seemed to realize that he had already left her. Her body curled up into a ball, and she leaned deeper into the sofa to cover his torn clothes.

Her reaction caused his heart to ache with pain. He walked to the sofa unconsciously, bent down, and reached out to her.

He wanted to help her wipe away her tears, to apologize …

But when he raised his hand at her, she sensed his approach in shock. Her large, watery eyes glanced at him warily, as though she was afraid he was going to rush up and continue what he had just done. She dug deeper into the sofa, where she had nowhere else to retreat to. Her body, which was originally curled up, curled into a small ball. Her body trembled even more violently, and her pale face was filled with anxiety. She looked delicate and pitiful.

Su Zhinian stopped moving. The eyes that stared at her were filled with sadness, pain, and a trace of helplessness.

His hands froze in the air for a long time before they slowly clenched into fists. He pulled them back stiffly and dropped them to his sides.

He stood by the sofa and looked down at her for a long time. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He just took two steps back, blinked his eyelids, and turned to leave in large strides.

The chill of the winter night outside caused Su Zhinian, who had been sobered up by Song Qingchun's tears, to wake up completely.

He stood under the dim streetlight, listening to the occasional sobbing coming from inside the house, and his heart wrenched with pain. He turned to look at the window beside him, and his lips pressed on tightly. In the end, he walked out of the bungalow.



Cheng Qingchong drove for a long distance before she realized the 'treasure of the store' was still in the passenger seat. After a moment's hesitation, she turned the car around and came back.

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