Chapter 79 Compassion

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Enclosed spaces can stimulate a person's sexual desire, destructive urges, and desire for catharsis.

Wen Yining thought he was going to kiss her and tried to dodge, but he bit her on the side of her neck. Caught off guard and without any cushioning, she turned pale with pain, "Ah..."

It seemed like she had been bitten; if there hadn't been two other people outside the car, she would have suspected he would have raped her in the parking lot.

"You wait."

Wen Yining's eyes were glazed over, and she had trouble focusing. She had been given too much alcohol and was sleepy. She wanted to sleep, but then she realized something terrible: she wanted him to kiss her, like the wet kiss they used to share, with the sound of soft water.

Kissing him felt so good. My free hand instinctively grabbed his collar and climbed up to him.

The more she became infatuated, the more he wanted to strangle her. "Did you do this to other men too?"

After letting go, Wen Yining felt completely drained, her thoughts becoming slow and hazy. Thinking that he had let her go, she went to open the car door to get out, but he kicked it shut from the outside, causing the entire car to shake.

Then, they drove off.

She sat uneasily in the middle, glancing back at Cheng Yuzhou's car, which then followed. "Where are you taking me?"

He didn't say anything, but checked the speed of Cheng Yuzhou's car in the mirror, preparing to shake it off.

Wen Yining had never seen him drive this fast before, and it was raining heavily, which had significantly reduced visibility.

I was worried about both myself and his safety. After all, in an accident, the driver is usually more seriously injured than the person in the back seat. My body was out of control due to inertia, and I was gripping the edge of the front seat tightly.

"Are you crazy? Driving that fast?!"

He said coldly, "Fasten your seatbelt."

Wen Yining felt that this was not the way back to Zhaoshan Apartment, but seemed to be the route to the highway. "Shen Yueze, it's not safe for you to be driving like this. You're driving too fast. Cheng Yuzhou has also drunk a lot of alcohol and is not very sober."

If an accident were to occur today because of her, his family would most likely hold her accountable. Wen Yining's heart pounded as the car sped up, her eyes darting around, trying to keep track of the road ahead while also worrying that Cheng Yuzhou might rear-end her if he got too close.

Ignoring the wounds he had inflicted, she hurriedly found her phone and dialed Cheng Yuzhou's number.

“Cheng Yuzhou, you don’t need to follow me. The rain is too heavy. I’m fine, but I don’t know where to go. He won’t listen to me at all.”

The person on the other end was equally anxious, asking, "Did he make a move or not?!"

"No."

Wen Yining remembered that he had asked her once earlier. She felt that he had drunk too much, but she still told the truth. Although she really wanted Cheng Yuzhou to come along, she was afraid of a car accident. She was a person who valued her life very much and did not want to get hurt.

"Then tell him to slow down. At this speed, he could be racing."

Once on the highway, without the city's speed limit, Shen Yueze acted as if he hadn't heard the two talking and instead drove faster and faster.

They quickly created some distance, making it almost impossible to see the Porsche 911 behind them.

"He ignored me and I couldn't touch the steering wheel or anything. It was going so fast that I didn't dare to have any physical contact with him, afraid of distracting him."

Her voice was broken and nasal, sounding helpless and lost. She had no idea how to comfort him. All words seemed pale in the face of the choices she had made tonight.

He said coldly, "What are you afraid of? Even if we get into a car accident, we'll both die together."

"..."

In a panic, Cheng Yuzhou said to her, "If you're like this, you should call his dad and complain. Only he can handle it. We're already on the highway; they won't take you to the middle of nowhere and bury you, will they?"

"..."

"Damn it, Wen Yining, let me tell you, there are a lot of perverts like them because they can disregard social rules and no matter how crazy they do, their families will always cover for them. Do you know what I mean?"

Wen Yining broke out in a cold sweat. She was initially terrified by the car crash and rear-end collision, but her intuition told her that he wasn't that kind of person. She didn't know him well enough in the past, but even when he was angry, he had never hurt her.

In a panic, she meekly admitted her mistake, "Shen Yueze, I'm sorry."

He stared calmly at the path ahead, without saying a word.

Wen Yining glanced at the blue sign, which was driving further and further away, and continued, "Can you please not be impulsive? I didn't intend to drink with them. This wasn't my intention. I really didn't mean to upset you. It's purely a matter concerning the film crew."

“There’s a girl who’s more talented than me. I’m afraid she’ll replace me. I’m worried that Shih Yu-heng will give her more screen time. You know how casual and frivolous the entertainment industry is about these things.”

“In the past, there were even cases where the female lead’s scenes were cut down to only ten minutes, and these were actresses who had already won many awards.”

There are many things she didn't say. Shi Yuheng has started revising the script these days, just to enrich Fang Nong's character and make her more vivid and three-dimensional. Moreover, he won't show her the revised version, probably because he's afraid she'll have objections.

Moreover, Shi Yuheng completely ignored her material possessions and found them utterly useless.

Even top-tier celebrities encounter issues like receiving incomplete or misleading scripts, not getting a proper script, and being cheated by the production team…

Shi Yuheng had at least not lied to her, but he had also never made any promises.

Besides finding Cheng Yuzhou, she couldn't think of any other way. The boss could try to solve it through connections. Shen Yueze didn't have any connections in the entertainment industry and hadn't learned about it. He wasn't interested in this circle. She pointed to the most popular stars on her phone and asked him, but he didn't remember their names. He only got to know a few of them recently by watching movies with her.

In terms of investment, it has nothing to do with film and television dramas.

After a moment of silence, he said, "You've been drinking with other people behind my back. Aren't you afraid of being replaced by someone else here?"

"..."

She had worried, but what was the use? It wasn't something she could decide. Just like with an ex who wanted to make up, would it work if she lowered her pride and took the initiative? Shi Yingmeng had tried, Li Jiahe was also pursuing him, and there were even girls she had met before.

The car showed no signs of slowing down, and she couldn't take it anymore. "What else do you want to hear? Didn't I already say that if you want to pursue this, fine, stop the car and let's talk this out. Your cousin is in the back, and he's driving just as fast..."

"It's too late. I don't want to know how many truths and lies you've spoken."

Wen Yining started scrolling through her contacts. She had saved her father's number before, but when she dialed it, no one answered. He was probably busy. Her fingers mechanically scrolled down slowly...

I was wondering who else could help me, especially at this time, and who I had a good relationship with. This couldn't go on like this. Being out of the city and in an unfamiliar environment made me feel very unsafe.

He paused when he saw Chen Jiabai's name, dialed the number, and it was answered within seconds.

"Wen Yining?"

The familiar voice; it was quiet on his end, as if he were at home.

She immediately spoke up, "Chen Jiabai, you are now... Ah—!"

Before he could finish a complete sentence, he easily snatched the phone and threw it out the window. From opening the car window to throwing it, the action was swift, decisive, and effortless. His expression remained cold and gloomy, and he didn't even turn his head.

When asked, "What are you going to say to him to ask him to come pick you up?"

"Are you crazy?! Why did you throw my phone at me?!"

It's no use telling him; he can't fly over here anyway.

"I've only had my phone for a month!"

Wen Yining immediately opened the window on her side, leaned out a little, and raindrops instantly drifted in, landing on her skin with a cold touch. Her phone fell to the ground and rolled a few times before being run over by the tires of Cheng Yuzhou's Porsche.

...

I was going to ask him to stop the car, but now it seems unnecessary.

"Although you bought this phone, it has a lot of data stored on it."

She didn't want to lose anything, especially anything related to him. She had backups of photos and other data, but she couldn't save her WeChat chat history.

Wen Yining stared at him with a melancholy expression, calm and composed, yet with a hint of mischievousness. His forearm had smooth lines, with veins that were faintly visible. His emotions were not fluctuating, as if throwing the phone and speeding were not his doing.

She didn't know what to say. Her nerves were on edge, and she couldn't relax. She was even a little afraid that this bastard would deliberately cause a car accident. She cursed a couple of times and then stopped. She left a crack in the window, and the howling wind rushed in, which cleared her mind a bit.

He closed the car window from the front.

She wasn't happy about it and deliberately defied him, continuing to press the button. After repeating this three or four times, he got impatient and turned it on to the maximum setting.

Wen Yining was startled. The thunderstorm in the early morning was fierce and heavy, pouring in through the window. She was sitting right next to it, and her clothes were instantly soaked through.

"ah…!"

She cried out, looking slightly flustered. Before she could dodge, the fabric of her long dress clung to her skin, making her very uncomfortable. She immediately moved to the middle of the seat.

He said slowly, "If you want to get wet in the rain, then roll down."

"Then stop the car! How am I supposed to get out if you don't stop?!"

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The assistant was also seeing this kind of unexpected situation for the first time. "Are they alright? I saw that Shen Yueze's hand was bleeding when he got out of the car. Did they fight? There weren't any knives or anything inside, were there?"

"I'm afraid he'll kill someone. But he can't go too far either. What if Wen Yining makes a scene later? It'll be such a hassle to deal with, and it'll affect Dong Yang and the other artists too. Damn it!"

Why do we never resort to coercion? From all kinds of openly priced transactions to unspoken rules, everything is voluntary. Dongyang is like this, as Cheng Yuzhou knows, and most other companies are like this too. If you really push people to the edge, and they develop mental illnesses or commit suicide, then it's not worth it.

"He's starting to lose control."

The assistant understood; it wasn't about the girl's safety after all, it was still about profit.

Cheng Yuzhou's mind was filled with the unconventional deeds of rich and powerful second-generation heirs. Killing a person was no different from killing an animal to them; there were countless headless cases.

Ironically, he had just been chatting with Wen Yining about how no one can control everything, when he turned around and ran into Shen Yueze, this madman.

Cheng Yuzhou had drunk quite a bit at the social event, his stomach was churning, and he was also getting a headache from being angry with Shen Yueze. "Who knew? He scared me just now. He didn't do anything wrong last time. Wen Yining went to act in this movie, and he found out. He got angry, but he didn't hit her. They had a fight, and Wen Yining didn't listen to him and still joined the crew. This time it was just drinking. It shouldn't be like this. We've been in this industry for a while, do you think we don't know how low most people's standards are?"

The assistant had been by his side for quite a while and knew Shen Yueze, but his impression of him had always been that of a rather casual and carefree playboy. He was a decent person and had never lost his temper. When working with his brothers or relatives, he didn't care much about gains or losses. Cheng Yuzhou had a decent relationship with him.

Where is he going? Is he on his way home?

"Drive faster, or you'll get left behind."

Seeing the gap widening, Cheng Yuzhou could no longer sit still. He grabbed the handrail above him, straightened up, and kept a close eye on the Land Rover's movements.

It was close to midnight, and the roads were not crowded. There were green lights all the way. The assistant was already on the verge of speeding. His skills were good, and he didn't get left behind, but he was struggling. "He used to race cars, right? Luckily he didn't drive a supercar today, or he definitely wouldn't have been able to keep up."

Cheng Yuzhou: "Yes, he has a lot of hobbies, some of which are dangerous. Racing is too risky, and his dad didn't agree, so he switched to something else."

After several days of sweltering heat, a downpour arrived, or rather, a thunderstorm.

The windshield suddenly blurred the view, and a layer of fog rose inside the car.

The Land Rover braked suddenly, and the sound of the tires screeching against the ground was extremely loud.

The assistant's nerves jolted, and he had to slam on the brakes, reminding his boss, "Watch out!"

Cheng Yuzhou was thrown forward by inertia, his head hitting the table. He grimaced in pain, "Damn it, Shen Yueze did that on purpose, didn't he? Isn't he afraid of getting killed?"

The assistant was also shaken. He'd been driving for almost ten years. "Luckily, I'm a decent driver, otherwise we would have really crashed."

Cheng Yuzhou pushed open the car door and got out in the rain, his heart pounding in his chest. "Damn, did something happen to them?"

He yelled, "I already told you you shouldn't drive when you're arguing! Are you two playing with your lives?!"

The Land Rover started to reverse, and Cheng Yuzhou was about to go forward to open the car door when he heard a loud bang. "Damn it, Shen Yueze, are you fucking crazy?!"

The Porsche's passenger door was open, and it was hit again. It wasn't serious, but it still scared Cheng Yuzhou half to death; his legs went weak.

He wiped the rain off his face, his clothes soaked, and cursed as he said, "I've had enough of playing with you. Get out of here now! Are you out of your mind? It's pouring rain, and you're racing me on the highway with Wen Yining in the car. If you want to vent your anger, you can do it anywhere! Aren't you afraid of rear-ending me?"

He looked coldly at his cousin from inside the car, "Why are you blaming me for insisting on following us? Mind your own business, or I'll run you over."

Wen Yining lay on the side, frowning, shielding her eyes from the rain with her hand, and said weakly, "Boss, you should go back. Don't continue operating. He didn't do anything to me."

Cheng Yuzhou didn't believe it. "Then why was there blood on him when he got out of the car? Didn't I tell you to contact his father? Did you?"

She said helplessly, "He even threw my phone away."

Cheng Yuzhou's shirt and trousers were soaked through. His assistant came down with a jacket and put it on his head. "I checked, the car is fine, it's not a problem."

Shen Yueze was too lazy to waste any more words. He closed the window, continued to step on the gas, and handed her a bottle of water.

The black Land Rover sped off and quickly disappeared from sight amidst the torrential rain.

Cheng Yuzhou stood in the rain for a few seconds, knowing he couldn't catch up. "Let's go back then and talk about it tomorrow. Judging from his condition, there's no point in saying anything."

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She could hold her liquor, but she'd had several rounds tonight and now all she wanted to do was sleep. The sound of raindrops hitting the car roof was incredibly rhythmic and soothing. There was a thin blanket in the back seat, and the air conditioning was on low, but she didn't want to talk to him anymore. She didn't know how much longer they'd be driving, and she drifted off to sleep.

I also had a chaotic dream, and his figure was in the dream, but it was very blurry. I didn't have time to finish the dream before he woke me up.

The rain stopped, and the surroundings were dark and quiet. She opened her eyes groggily, reluctant to get up, and moved languidly. He pulled the blanket off her and tossed it aside. She got off.

The car door was open, and the crisp, cool air after the rain rushed in. She shivered and looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings. Her mind cleared up as she slept for several hours on the way. He hadn't called her or said where they were going.

All I saw were detached villas, plus swimming pools and courtyards, surrounded by trees, many of which were very old, seemingly three to five hundred years old. The atmosphere was extremely lonely, unlike anything you could find in the city.

A villa deep in the mountains.

Where am I...?

The soil smelled fishy after being soaked by the rain. Taking a few deep breaths made me feel much more refreshed.

She had initially thought he was going to do it in the car, that the enclosed space was perfect for something to happen. She slowly shifted in her seat, glancing at him as she did so. She felt that Cheng Yuzhou's worries were unnecessary; at most, he would just be sarcastic or cynical when he was angry, not actually strangle her.

He was leaning lazily on the car door, coldly glancing at her, his gaze sweeping over her entire body. "Legs weak? You look so unsteady on your feet, you've been fucked like this?"

Wen Yining felt a pang of sadness and said bluntly, "Are you really sick? If I had really slept with him, why did you drive me here in the first place?"

He ignored her and turned to walk towards the villa. Wen Yining followed behind, looking around anxiously. There were lights near the villa, but the depths of the forest were pitch black. She didn't know how long it took to drive in or how long it would take to get out.

If you're alone here without navigation, you're very likely to get lost...?

The villa has three floors, an open-air balcony, an open-air courtyard, and a clean swimming pool filled with water. It has been cleaned and there are no dead leaves or debris in sight; it looks quite clean.

Is this your house? Or a guesthouse?

She had never lived in such a tranquil place.

As he closed the door, my heart skipped a beat.

He reluctantly dragged her into the bathroom.

Then, she was stripped naked, her face pressed against the cold wall, the shower head above her was turned on full blast but it was still cold and had no warmth, half of her body was soaked, she couldn't open her eyes, and she couldn't help but scream.

"ah…"

She braced her hands against the wall, trying to turn around, but he easily pressed her down with one hand. "Don't move."

The thin fabric of the skirt tore easily in his hands.

She had just woken up when she was drenched in cold water. She was shivering with cold, but there was nothing she could do to stop him as his fingers squeezed in.

Wen Yining tried to struggle, almost slipping, but had to grab him. "Get away from me! If you don't believe me, why are you still here..."

After Shen Yueze finished his examination, the frustration that had been building up for several hours finally dissipated a little.

She was originally standing, but then she started kneeling on the ground.

The more pain she felt, the more excited he became.

From behind, it can give a man a feeling of being abused.

He said, "I'll treat you the way you treat me, that's what you want."

She shook her head, barely able to speak.

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She had no idea how she got through the night, as if she had been reduced to a complete plaything.

If he still had some sympathy last time, this time it was real torture.

It wasn't really about sex, but rather about venting; the actions were all carried out with a fierce intensity.

I fall asleep around 6 or 7 in the morning and wake up in the afternoon.

Wen Yining woke up hungry. The room was empty. His throat was very dry, and it hurt to swallow. There was a half-finished glass of water on the bedside table, which he must have drunk from.

Wen Yining picked up the cup, took a few sips, and slowly observed that this was probably not a place he usually lived in. There were not many clothes, only two white bathrobes, but they were both wet and unwearable.

Her only dress was torn to shreds. She wandered barefoot around the bedroom and bathroom several times, but couldn't find a single piece of clothing to wear. In the end, she had no choice but to put on his dirty T-shirt.

The entire house has floor-to-ceiling windows, and outside the windows are clusters of trees, which confirms that this villa is indeed located deep in the mountains and forests, and it is a detached house.

The living room was empty, the TV was on, the door to the courtyard was open, and there seemed to be busy sounds coming from the kitchen. There were no slippers, and the footsteps were very quiet.

When he got to the door, he didn't even notice she was there. She was making sandwiches and had probably only gotten up a short while ago. She was shirtless, wearing only casual shorts, her black hair was messy, her movements were languid, and her expression was nonchalant. He saw her when he turned around to get some condiments.

"woke up."

Wen Yining: "Mm."

I didn't want to talk to him, but I was so hungry I couldn't stand it anymore. I hadn't eaten for almost 24 hours, and the sandwich wasn't ready yet, so I picked it up and started eating.

Then I couldn't help but ask him, "There's not a single piece of clothing here. Has anyone lived here?"

He took two clean cups from the cabinet and poured milk into them. "There are no outsiders here, so it doesn't matter if you walk around the house naked."

He glanced casually at her long legs, knowing she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Wen Yining shrank her legs, her voice a little hoarse, and cleared her throat. The sandwich wasn't very tasty, but it was filling.

There aren't many ingredients here, so there's not much variety to make. I've had his cooking before, and it was alright. He's the type who can cook, but he doesn't usually cook much.

When are we leaving?

He was still a little concerned about the new phone he had thrown out the window, but since he was the one who bought it, there was nothing to say.

My old phone has been in my bag. Although I can't make calls, there's internet here, and after logging into WeChat, my messages are flooding in.

The crew couldn't reach her; they sent dozens of messages and probably made quite a few phone calls.

There are two film crew group chats, and everyone in them is asking if anyone has been able to contact her.

I also asked her older brother.

You can feel how anxious they are even through the screen.

He said lazily, "The car is out of gas."

Wen Yining felt that food was also a problem. The villa had plenty of furniture and daily necessities, but not much food. "What should I do? I have to go back to filming."

She used her phone's navigation for a while to figure out her approximate location. "Then you should send someone to pick me up. The crew is looking for me, and my brother has called me many times, thinking I'm in danger. If I don't call them back, they're planning to call the police."

Fearing they might misunderstand, Wen Yining first used her phone to let them know she was safe, and Wen Yiran immediately called back via video.

She raised her phone slightly to avoid the light shining down, glanced at Shen Yueze sitting next to her with a calm expression, said nothing, and then answered the call.

Wen Yiran asked anxiously and worriedly, "Where are you now?? Why does everyone in your crew say you're lost?!"

She hesitated for a few seconds, then said, "Shen Yueze brought me out. I'm fine and safe. You don't need to worry."

"Then why has your phone been switched off?"

"My old phone is broken, and this old one doesn't have a SIM card. I should be going back tomorrow."

"Where are you now? Are you being threatened? You only sent messages at first, so I thought someone was using your phone to send them."

"Now that you see me, I'm really okay."

Wen Yiran, with her sharp eyes, sensed something was off about her, that she was hiding something. "Wait, what happened to your neck?"

Wen Yining pulled up her T-shirt collar slightly, revealing many marks on her body from his pinching, even on her neck.

She was even a little afraid that he would damage her internal organs.

But his inherent wickedness was unleashed, and he completely ignored what she said, doing whatever he wanted, even trying things he had never done before.

...

She looked a little embarrassed, pulled a pillow into her arms, and nervously squeezed it. "Shen Yueze is with me." Her words were meant to reassure her older brother that he was not a stranger.

He tilted the phone camera to the side, revealing his indifferent face as he texted someone, instructing them on what ingredients to bring.

I asked her, "What are you having for dinner?"

"Spicy."

Seeing that he had no intention of talking to his older brother, he gave a few perfunctory words and hung up.

Shi Yuhang sent a message: "Why didn't you ask for leave in advance if you had special circumstances?"

How many days? You must come tomorrow.

I don't have that much time to wait for you alone.

If you don't come soon, Fang Nong will have to take your place.

She quickly typed, "I'll definitely be back before 8 a.m. tomorrow."

I'm sorry, director, I will never take leave again.

When Wen Yining saw that his message only contained a bunch of food items, she quickly asked him to add more, "And clothes, I don't have any clothes at all."

Shen Yueze turned one hand back to the opposite side and reached the other hand inside her clothes, saying, "Didn't I tell you, you don't need to wear anything indoors?"

Wen Yining didn't dodge, but a sense of unease crept into her heart. "When can I leave? Shi Yuheng won't let me take leave."

He tossed his phone aside, looked at her indifferently, and said in a languid tone, "You want to live a better life, which is not wrong, but I made it quite clear to you from the beginning that as long as you choose to be with me, you can't think about other men anymore, neither mentally nor physically."

Honestly, he never minded if a girl used her body to gain convenience or take shortcuts.

In his view, it's normal for women to date powerful men and for men to find rich women. It's just sleeping together; they haven't done anything immoral. Even if they have, it's not surprising. He's already used to this environment.

Which entrepreneur's money is 100% clean? Which high-ranking official has a clear conscience? Everyone climbs to the top through scheming and intrigue. Without some tricks up their sleeve, they would have been brought down long ago.

The underlying logic of this society is the law of the jungle.

Girls who want to sleep with him and are after his money are easy to please; he's quite willing to use unspoken rules on them. But she's too impatient and lacks sincerity.

Wen Yining remained silent for a long time, her mood gradually sinking, but she still said in an attempt to ease the tension: "I never thought of finding someone else behind your back, but sometimes, we have no choice. What you can easily obtain may require countless hours and efforts for others."

Just like he wouldn't understand how insecure she was.

Shen Yueze withdrew his hand from her lap, stood up, and, no longer interested in listening, said mockingly, "If you were to tell Chen Jiabai this, it would still be of some use."

She stopped talking, a little confused, feeling that he had no intention of letting her go.

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A note from the author:

Happy 520

52 red envelopes! It's been so long since I updated at 11 PM [laughing and crying emoji]

My darlings, I plan to update in the afternoon from now on, so please don't stay up late anymore!! It's bad for your health.

Requesting nutrient solution as usual!