Chapter 6 The Attitude of Asking for Help (6)
Dong Xin Yan didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up groggily, there was already some light coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She opened her eyes, staring at the unfamiliar environment, dazed for a long while as those fragmented, chaotic images slowly surfaced in her mind.
The intense entanglement of bodies, the man's scorching breaths, every scene that flashed through her mind made Dong Xin Yan's face pale a little more.
She shook her head vigorously, unwilling to recall these memories, but her eyes unintentionally fell on the red mark on the white bedsheet, and her face instantly turned as white as paper.
Even though she had been mentally prepared, when the loss truly occurred, her heart was still filled with tiny stabs of pain, as if pierced by thousands of needles.
However, she didn't have the right to regret.
Dong Xin Yan bit her lower lip hard with her teeth, clenched her hands tightly, struggling to adjust her mood before wrapping herself in the sheet to get out of bed. With trembling hands, she picked up her clothes scattered on the floor and put them on one by one.
As she walked out of the bedroom, Dong Xin Yan immediately saw the tall figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. At this moment, as she looked at his back, there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.
Her purity was meant for the man she loved the most, but now it had been taken by him.
Dong Xin Yan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked forward, stopping three steps behind him. She carefully chose her words before speaking, "You've gotten what you wanted. When will Ziyang be allowed to return?"