After getting off the car, Jiang Yilai smiled and said, "Senior, thank you for today."

"I've already said, there's no need for thanks between us."

Under the moonlight, Jiang Yilai smiled gently, her eyes sparkling, her beauty beyond compare.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Liang Jiayun couldn't resist patting her head.

Jiang Yilai was taken aback.

Before she could react, Liang Jiayun had already nonchalantly withdrawn his hand: "It's very late, go back quickly."

"Okay, goodbye, senior."

Jiang Yilai didn't think much of it and turned to walk towards the villa.

Liang Jiayun stood behind her, watching until he saw her go inside, before driving away.

Night had fallen, and the villa was quiet.

As soon as Jiang Yilai changed her shoes and entered the living room, she saw Fu Nanxiao sitting on the sofa.

He was wearing a dark-colored bathrobe, his hair disheveled, giving him a more casual and sexy look than usual.

But his face was as dark as water, filled with a furious rage that seemed to be brewing.

Is he angry again?

The thought crossed her mind, and Jiang Yilai didn't dare to look any further. She tiptoed and quickly tried to go upstairs.

"stop."

A cold voice suddenly rang out in the silent room, making Jiang Yilai's heart tremble.

She turned around, looking anxious: "What's wrong?"

Fu Nanxiao's lips curled into a sneer: "Finally decided to come back?"

Jiang Yilai's heart skipped a beat.

She pursed her lips and said softly, "I have something to do today."

With whom?

Fu Nanxiao's voice was cold, yet it made Jiang Yilai's heart clench suddenly.

Fu Nanxiao had previously disliked her relationship with her senior, and if he found out, it would cause another uproar.

She hesitated for a moment: "A friend."

Fu Nanxiao stared at her intently, a storm gradually gathering between his brows and eyes.

He parted his thin lips slightly: "Come here."

Jiang Yilai didn't move. She looked over uneasily and said, "I'm tired. I want to go upstairs and rest."

"I told you to come here!"

His expression was so unpleasant that Jiang Yilai had no doubt that if she went back to her room now, he would definitely have someone drag her out.

Jiang Yilai took a deep breath and walked over hesitantly.

"What's wrong?"

As he approached, Fu Nanxiao smelled alcohol, cigarette smoke, and a hint of men's cologne on Jiang Yilai.

That damn woman!

His eyes suddenly turned violent.

He got up, grabbed Jiang Yilai's wrist, and led her to the bedroom.

Jiang Yilai felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if it was about to be snapped.

"Fu Nanxiao, what are you doing?!"

She struggled, saying, "You're hurting me!"

The more she struggled, the stronger Fu Nanxiao became; his large hands were like iron, and she couldn't break free at all.

Jiang Yilai's eyes welled up with tears from the pain.

Once they entered the bedroom, Fu Nanxiao violently threw her under the showerhead.

Jiang Yilai's back hit the wall, and her little face scrunched up in pain.

She wanted to escape.

But the next moment, Fu Nanxiao leaned in and roughly pressed her against the wall.

His eyes were bloodshot, like those of a raging beast.

Jiang Yilai felt a surge of fear, and tears streamed down her face: "Fu Nanxiao, what exactly are you trying to do!"

"What are you doing?"

Fu Nanxiao's lips curled into a cold smile, and he said, word by word, "Of course, I'll wash you clean and then fuck you."

Jiang Yilai stared at him with wide eyes, horrified.

The next second, icy water gushed down.

Fu Nanxiao took the showerhead and rinsed her from head to toe without any hesitation.

"Cough cough!"

The water rushed into Jiang Yilai's mouth, causing her to cough incessantly.

But what tormented her even more was the water, which she couldn't avoid no matter what she did; it was icy cold and bone-chilling.