Chapter 17 Qin Jinhai, I Hate You
As soon as she opened it, she saw the familiar prison background. The entire cell contained only a large bed. A black, long cloth lay on the bed.
An image instantly flashed through her mind. In the dimly lit prison cell, the man pinned her down on the bed, violating her at will. The more she begged, the more excited he became, possessing her even more boldly...
Fu Bing’s hands and feet grew ice-cold as she exited the video. "Who exactly are you?"
The other party didn’t respond. Instead, they sent a threat: "Don’t play dumb. First Lin Xiao, then Li Qing. Do you really think your little tricks can fool me?"
Fu Bing felt as though she had fallen into an ice cellar. That unspeakable intimacy from the prison—there was actually a video of it. Who on earth was that person?
Wu Shi parked the car steadily. The person next to him sat motionless in her seat. Wu Shi gently touched her sleeve. Fu Bing abruptly sat up straight. It took her a few seconds to come to her senses. She looked out the window, struggling to squeeze out a smile. "We’ve arrived, huh."
Wu Shi looked at her with concern. Fu Bing got out of the car in a daze. Before she could stand firm, she tripped over a toy car a child had left on the ground, barely steadying herself by grabbing the wall. Wu Shi walked around the car and steadied her.
"You can go back. I can go up by myself."
All she wanted at that moment was to be alone. She needed to calm down! She absolutely needed to calm down!
Wu Shi ignored her, half-supporting, half-carrying her up the stairs.