When Zhao Ningchu came back by taxi, it was already an hour later.
She raised her eyes and looked at the villa. It was completely dark, and she couldn't help but feel confused.
The lights have been turned off, are they all asleep?
She took out her phone and looked at the time in disbelief.
It's nine o'clock. Have you gone to bed so early today?
Zhao Ningchu opened the door and went in. He glanced at the dark living room and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, that bastard Ji Xiuran is asleep.
She didn't dare to turn on the light, so she just turned on the flashlight with her mobile phone, carefully changed her shoes and entered the house, preparing to quietly return to her room.
As she passed the living room, she suddenly stopped and stared at the dark figure on the sofa in the living room.
Someone.
"Who, who's there?"
She was a little frightened, and her voice was trembling when she spoke.
The next second, the lights in the entire living room suddenly turned on. Maybe the light was too bright. Zhao Ningchu felt uncomfortable and put his hand on his forehead, squinting at the man sitting on the sofa.
Ji Xiuran was actually at home.
Zhao Ningchu's heart skipped a beat.
Before she could speak, Ji Xiuran's cold voice came over.
"come over!"
Zhao Ningchu just looked at him intently and did not step forward.
"I told you to get over here."
Ji Xiuran's cold and terrifying tone reached Zhao Ningchu's ears and made her shiver uncontrollably.
She didn't want to go there, but she didn't dare not go there.
Zhao Ningchu took a deep breath, walked up to Ji Xiuran, looked at his handsome and sharp face, and whispered: "You are at home~"
He raised his eyes and looked at the white dress Zhao Ningchu was wearing, without concealing his disgust for Zhao Ningchu.
Suddenly, he sneered: "Change your clothes?"
Zhao Ningchu was stunned for a moment, then said: "Well, I bought it when I was shopping with my friends."
"Friends, what friends? Male or female?"
"Of course it's a woman."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran burst into laughter.
Seeing the smile on Ji Xiuran's face, Zhao Ningchu got goosebumps all over his body for some reason.
"We went shopping with friends and went to a bar, right?"
When Zhao Ning first heard this, her face changed slightly, but she quickly concealed the panic in her eyes. She pretended to be calm and said: "What bar? I don't know what you are talking about?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her into him.
"lie!"
Following Ji Xiuran's words, Zhao Ningchu felt waves of severe pain in her wrist, which was so painful that she almost shed tears.
She struggled: "Ji Xiuran, let me go, you're hurting me."
Not only did Ji Xiuran not let go, the force on his hand became even heavier.
"It hurts? Now you know it hurts? There is more pain."
Zhao Ningchu's face wrinkled up in pain, and tears rolled out of her eyes uncontrollably. She cried and shouted.
"Asshole, let me go, let me go."
"Are you having fun at the bar?" After Ji Xiuran finished speaking, he did not forget to threaten: "If you dare to lie again, you will lose this hand."
"I'm not here to play, please let me go."
"So you admit to going to the bar?"
Zhao Ningchu's facial features began to distort in pain, and he could not utter a complete sentence.
Her hands are really going to be useless tonight.
Without a satisfactory answer, Ji Xiuran obviously would not let her go so easily.
"Speak." His tone was gloomy and depressing, showing how angry he was.
Zhao Ningchu didn't say anything and just endured it.
This silent resistance also completely angered Ji Xiuran. He suddenly stood up and pulled Zhao Ningchu upstairs.
Ji Xiuran is tall and has long legs, so Zhao Ningchu had a hard time keeping up with him.
After arriving in the bedroom, Zhao Ningchu said, "Ji Xiuran, what do you want to do?"
"nausea!"
Before Zhao Ningchu could react, Ji Xiuran dragged her directly into the bathroom, then picked up the shower on the side, pointed it at her, and turned on the water valve.
Suddenly, a stream of cold water poured down from Zhao Ningchu's head, and Zhao Ningchu jumped to the side screaming.
"Ah, Ji Xiuran, you lunatic!"
He even showered her with cold water. Although it was not winter, it was still late autumn and it was still very cold at night, let alone taking a bath with cold water.
Ji Xiuran's voice came again: "Should you take off your clothes yourself or should I help you?"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, he was stunned for half a second. After understanding what he meant, he quickly hugged himself with his hands and stared at the madman in front of him with red eyes.
"Ji Xiuran, you are a madman."
Ji Xiuran ignored it, threw the showerhead in his hand aside, stepped forward and roughly tore off the girl's clothes.
"Ah!" The neckline of the dress was ripped open by Ji Xiuran, exposing the fair skin on her shoulders.
Zhao Ningchu stepped back with a look of horror, the skin of her back pressed against the cold wall, which made her tremble all over. She was ashamed and annoyed at the moment, glaring at the man in front of her.
"Ji Xiuran, are you sick?"
Ji Xiuran looked coldly at the shivering girl hiding in the corner, ignoring her embarrassment and her skin that had been exposed to the air.
Ji Xiuran's eyes were red and he said word by word: "Remember your identity, Mrs. Ji."
All the grievances that had been held in for a day burst out at this moment, making Zhao Ningchu extremely angry.
"Who cares? Ji Xiuran, you are an out-and-out lunatic. I want to divorce you."
Ji Xiuran walked up to the girl step by step, locked her in front of him, stretched out his hand to grab her chin with two fingers, and said word by word: "Divorce? You want me to make things happen for you and that wild man? You only dream."
After saying that, he leaned forward and bit Zhao Ningchu's red lips.
Zhao Ningchu struggled, kicking and hitting him, but Ji Xiuran had no intention of letting her go.
It wasn't until the smell of blood came from their mouths that Ji Xiuran raised his head and locked his eyes tightly on her.
The coldness in his eyes at this moment seemed to be murderous.
"Who is that man?"
Ji Xiuran spoke with a gloomy face.
"Let me go, I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Zhao Ningchu, I said that those who betray me will not end well."
After saying that, he leaned down and bit Zhao Ningchu's shoulder.
Suddenly, Zhao Ningchu felt a stab of pain on his shoulder, struggling and crying: "Ji Xiuran, you lunatic, let me go."
Regret it.
These three words popped into Zhao Ningchu's mind again.
Ji Xiuran still bit her like this, as if he was trying to bite off the flesh on her shoulder.
Until he was numb from the pain, Zhao Ningchu gave up struggling and let tears overflow from his eyes.
"Ji Xiuran, you lunatic and pervert."
Zhao Ningchu cursed with dull eyes.
Ji Xiuran let go of her, looked at the bleeding tooth marks on his shoulder, reached out to grab her chin, and said sternly: "Give you another chance, tell me who that man is?"
Zhao Ningchu turned her head and didn't look at him.
Ji Xiuran was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't tell me, Zhao Ningchu, I gave you a chance."
After saying that, he shook her off hard and turned around to leave.
Before leaving, I didn't forget to wipe my hands and mouth with a tissue, as if I had just encountered something disgusting and dirty.
Zhao Ningchu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and when he opened his mouth, his mouth was trembling.
She wanted to open her mouth to speak, but all the words seemed to be blocked in her throat. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't come out.
For a moment, she felt like the world was spinning, and suddenly her vision went dark, and she fell headlong to the ground.