These tears are shed because of grievance.
There is no way to tell.
She herself can't explain why she is so useless.
What's there to cry about?
Shen Zhishu would not feel sorry for her, let alone let her go.
Song Shengsheng also had times when she was desperate to have sex with him. Whenever she couldn't stand it anymore, she would angrily say, "Why don't you just take a chain and tie me up?"
She sneered, "What's the difference between what you're doing now and tying me up with chains?"
She just said these angry words, mean and vicious angry words.
Shen Zhishu didn't say anything at the time, and a day passed.
Shen Zhishu brought back the iron chain. She was frightened and kept shrinking back towards the bed. She was against the headboard and had nowhere to retreat.
She had a look of fear in her eyes and was trembling all over.
Shen Zhishu looked at her trembling, as if he was very surprised and puzzled, "Why are you hiding from Shengsheng?"
There was some confusion in his tone, and he said as a matter of course, "Why hide here? Didn't Shengsheng want the iron chain?"
Song Shengsheng was so angry at his confusing right and wrong that her eyes turned black.
She didn't understand how he could have the audacity to say such things.
Song Shengsheng was so frightened that she was trembling as she spoke: "Don't, don't come over here."
Shen Zhishu paused for a moment, then grabbed her hand and easily pulled her from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed and brought her to his side.
The cold iron chain sticks to the skin.
Like falling into a cold cave.
It was so cold that I felt like I was being entangled by a poisonous snake.
One end of the chain fastened around her wrist. She heard the sound of the buckle and her whole being was about to collapse.
The scream got stuck in my throat.
She wanted to scream, but no sound came out.
"Didn't Shengsheng say that? It seems to be no different from being chained up. Let's lock it up and give it a try."
"Try it and you'll know if there's a difference."
Song Shengsheng understood more clearly that this was a madman.
An unreasonable lunatic.
A madman who cannot be reasoned with.
Why on earth would he do this to her?
Song Shengsheng was so frightened that she broke down and cried, "Why did you do this? Why did you do this to me?"
Shen Zhishu seemed to feel sorry for her tears and wiped them away, "Because I love you, Shengsheng, I love you."
"In this world, I am the only one who truly loves you. I am the only one who loves you the most."
"No one loves you more than I do."
Song Shengsheng kept shaking her head: "No, no, this is not love."
Shen Zhishu held her hand, his eyes dark and deep: "This is what love is."
He didn't expect her to understand him.
Continue to lock the buckle on her ankle.
Song Shengsheng tightly grasped his hand, and finally got scared again. She cried and begged him, "No, don't do this."
"I don't want chains."
"Don't chain it."
"Please."
Song Shengsheng cried so hard that her eyes were wet with tears. She even said something to please him: "Brother Zhishu."
Just like many times before.
Call him Zhishu brother in a soft voice.
Shen Zhishu nodded and smiled softly: "Since Shengsheng doesn't like it, then forget it."
He said it as if he was so considerate.
Song Shengsheng was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, and Shen Zhishu put away the chain.
She didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and she didn't move anymore.
I was afraid of making this person crazy again.
After a while, Shen Zhishu held her stiff body in his arms and asked her politely, "Shengsheng, can I kiss you?"
Song Shengsheng froze for a moment, then after a few seconds, he nodded resignedly.
After a while, "Shengsheng, can you put your arms around my neck?"
She slowly put her arms around his neck.
My back was covered in cold sweat.
Chills all over.
"Shengsheng, sit on me."
By that time, Song Shengsheng no longer had the courage to resist him.
She was frightened by his combination of soft and hard tactics and became much more obedient.
At this moment, Shen Zhishu was still in front of her, wiping her face, and then talking about the weekend banquet.
"My husband took Shengsheng out on Saturday."
"Go see Shengsheng's ex-husband."
Song Shengsheng pretended not to hear it and didn't want to respond to him.
When she thought of Fu Cheng, she felt even sadder.
That kind of grievance is even greater than being trapped in this villa.
Song Shengsheng thought that it might be because she really liked Fu Cheng and really had expectations of him, but he disappointed her time and time again, which made her feel unwilling and very sad.
The feeling of dashed expectations.
The feeling of being unloved.
It's not pleasant at all.
*
Soon it was Saturday.
Before leaving, the driver took a dedicated stylist and makeup artist to a villa in the hillside.
The cloakroom is filled with custom-made items from high-end luxury brands that were delivered by someone special. Song Shengsheng used to like beautiful clothes, exquisite jewelry, and anything that had anything to do with luxury.
Only now, she has no interest in these things at all.
Now, she no longer acted like a puppet, letting them dress her up.
Song Shengsheng knew that she shouldn't vent her anger on others, but in her irritable mood, she found it difficult to endure, especially since she had long regarded everyone called by Shen Zhishu as his accomplices.
Even she and his son were not so pleasing to her, let alone strangers she had never met.
She refused to wear the dress and jewelry that were prepared for her. She said sternly, "I don't like it. Take it away."
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The stylist had to change a few more skirts and bring them over.
Song Shengsheng still said he didn't like it.
Like a child throwing tantrums.
It seems like she can't pick out anything she likes.
When Shen Zhishu came over, the situation inside was still at a stalemate.
Of course the stylist and makeup artist didn't dare to be tough with Mrs. Shen and could only coax her.
Seeing Mr. Shen, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Zhishu saw the mess on the ground, but did not ask anyone to come and deal with it.
He said nothing, picked up a long skirt at random and put it on her. She didn't struggle at all and was too obedient.
Perhaps she knew very well in her heart who could resist.
The black velvet sash dress flatters your figure.
His limbs are thin, but he has flesh where it should be.
The pale skin seems to be glowing.
On the exposed skin, you can vaguely see mottled bite marks, one after another, which are hard to ignore.
Shen Zhishu was afraid that she would feel cold, so he took his own suit jacket and put it on her shoulders. He naturally took her hand and held his arm, "It's time to go, Shengsheng."
Song Shengsheng was forced to hold his arm and followed him out a little stiffly.
The coat draped over his shoulders had a faint woody scent and carried his scent.
Song Shengsheng wanted to throw it away, but she didn't dare to, so she could only follow him forward with frustration.
Shen Zhishu opened the car door for her, and after a while, he sat next to her, with a heavy aura that was hard to ignore.
The two of them sat in the back seat, with Song Shengsheng almost pressed against the car door.
Shen Zhishu brought her back and let her sit on his lap. He seemed to like this position very much.
Then he told her, "He's with us tonight. He's in the car behind us."
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