Su Qing had a terrible headache. It hurt so much.
My temples were throbbing, and I felt dizzy and had no strength.
She could feel herself being held and placed on the soft big bed.
After a while, she could still feel someone coming over, unbuttoning her coat, taking off her inner clothes, and even—
Even her underwear was removed.
Su Qing really wanted to stop it. She didn't know who that person was, but she couldn't speak, couldn't make a sound, and couldn't open her eyes.
Even if I want to move my fingers, I can't do it.
Her last memory was frozen at the moment when she faced Ren Xiyuan and mocked him.
Even though she didn't want to admit it, she knew that the person who put her on the big bed and took off her clothes was most likely Ren Xiyuan.
Ren, Xi, Yuan—
mean-
Despicable!!!
He is not at all what the outside world thinks he is, the so-called nobleman who is as gentle as jade, indifferent and handsome.
He is simply a devil, a devil who will do anything to achieve his goals and will not care about other people's feelings!
…
"Su Qing, Su Qing...Su Qing, wake up quickly, Su Qing..."
After an unknown amount of time, Su Qing, who had fallen into a coma, was shaken vigorously by someone.
She felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.
In her memory, this was the voice of Deng Meizhen, the woman she once hated the most.
Yes, that’s right, it’s Deng Meizhen…
"Su Qing!" Deng Meizhen lowered her voice again and called her.
By the way, he also grabbed her shoulders and shook her vigorously a few times.
This time, perhaps because the effect of the medicine had worn off, or because Deng Meizhen shook her hard enough, Su Qing's tightly closed eyelids finally trembled slightly.
Then, open—
What caught her eye was Deng Meizhen's disgusting face, and behind Deng Meizhen, the surrounding decorations showed that this was a magnificent hotel suite.
Su Qing woke up, and the first thing she did after waking up was to push Deng Meizhen away and immediately pull up her collar.
She still remembered the feeling of having her clothes taken off one by one by that man after she was drugged.
Whenever she thought about the fact that Ren Xiyuan had touched her, even if he had just taken off her clothes and done nothing else, she felt so sick that she wanted to vomit.
But when Su Qing put her hands on the collar, she touched nothing.
Because there was no cloth between her neck.
Instead, it is empty, exposed to the air—
She looked down and realized that she had put on a white wedding dress without knowing when.
Su Qing subconsciously touched her head.
Her long hair, which was like a waterfall, had already been made into an exquisite bun and gently tied behind her head.
"This...you...what do you want to do!" Su Qing's face suddenly changed. She raised her almond-shaped eyes and looked at Deng Meizhen warily.
There were only her and Deng Meizhen in the suite. She was sitting on the sofa with the big bed of the hotel behind her.
Su Qing's head hurt a lot, it was so painful.
But after she fell into a trance, she remembered what Ren Xiyuan said before she fell into a coma.
She was wearing a wedding dress, and she remembered what Ren Xiyuan said, "As long as the rice is cooked, the rice is cooked." She remembered the man taking off her clothes, even her underwear...
Su Qing's eyes dimmed, and a dull pain instantly passed through her face.
But at this moment, Deng Meizhen's voice interrupted Su Qing's thoughts.
"Su Qing, that's great... You finally woke up..."
Su Qing raised her eyes, a haze flashed in her eyes: "Humph, stop pretending to be sympathetic here. You and Ren Xiyuan are birds of a feather, you..."
Before she could finish her words, she was abruptly interrupted by Deng Meizhen.
"Stop talking about this, hurry up, take off your wedding dress... If you're any later, it will be too late!"
Update completed, see you tomorrow night at 6 o'clock~ (to be continued)