Chapter 40
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With great effort, she managed to get Su Zhinian onto his bed in his bedroom.
She pulled off his jacket and covered him with the blanket. Just as she was about to leave, he reached out to grab her wrist.
Then … then she was pulled onto the bed and pinned under his body.
Song Qingchun's eyelashes started to tremble as she thought about this.
Even after so many years, she could still remember clearly how she had begged Su Zhinian to let her go.
She had cried until her voice was hoarse, but he did not seem to hear her pleas as he tore her clothes into shreds.
In fact, she struggled very hard that night. Her nails dug into his shoulder until it was bleeding …
She did not remember what happened that night. Perhaps she had been too emotional at the time and had forgotten some things.
She could not remember how he had taken her, but she did remember that she had been bullied by him in the end.
She was in pain, but she was even more desperate.
In that moment, she had lost all her voice and allowed him to do whatever he wanted to her.
When he finally let her go, she ran out of his room without hesitation.
She returned to her own bedroom and took a shower that lasted for an hour. She squatted under the shower and cried her heart out.
At the time, she was only eighteen. She had never been in a relationship, she had never held hands with a man, and her first kiss was still fresh in her mind. She had loved Qin Yinan so much that she did not even dare think about doing those things with Qin Yinan, but she had done it with Su Zhinian.
At this point, Song Qingchun didn't dare to think any further. She raised her hands to touch her face, and she realized tears were rolling down her cheeks.
She pulled out a napkin to wipe her face. Then she glanced at the time on her phone. It was already 6 pm.
There was only one hour left until 7 pm. It was time for her to go to Su Zhinian's bungalow.
Song Qingchun calmed herself down and went to the bathroom to wash her face before dragging her suitcase downstairs.
She did not drive but walked out of the residential area to hail a taxi.
The road was quite congested during the evening rush hour. A journey that normally took fifteen minutes took her almost fifty minutes.
Song Qingchun dragged her suitcase to the door of Su Zhinian's bungalow. She pulled out her phone and keyed in the password that he had sent her that morning. Then, she pushed the door open and walked in.
Since Su Zhinian was not home, Song Qingchun had no idea where he would ask her to stay, so she placed her luggage at a random spot near the door.
Su Zhinian had said that in these 100 days, she would be responsible for his basic necessities.
Song Qingchun started with preparing dinner. When she was busy, her mood was relatively calm. However, when she was done, the thought of Su Zhinian returning at any moment made her heart skip a beat.
Song Qingchun sat on the sofa in the living room, her attention focused on the sound of the car outside.
She felt like she was a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered by Su Zhinian.
Time trickled by until it was 11 pm, and Su Zhinian still did not show up. Song Qingchun was tired from sitting for so long, so she lay down on the sofa. Soon, she drifted off to sleep.
Song Qingchun's sleep was restless. She woke up every few minutes, and when she realized Su Zhinian was still not back, she sighed in relief and closed her eyes again. This went on for who knew how many times until Song Qingchun heard the sound of a car coming from outside.
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