Shen Jiaoru cried out in pain: "Slow down, it hurts!"
Special Assistant Zhou walked even faster.
Shen Jiaoru could only suppress her anger and follow the pace of Zhou's special assistant. After walking nearly a thousand meters, a foul smell came from the air, which made her stomach churn and she felt so nauseous that she wanted to vomit.
"Assistant Zhou, where exactly are you taking me?" Shen Jiaoru's voice weakened a bit.
Special Assistant Zhou ignored her and dragged her for another hundred meters. He opened a thick iron door and then let go of Shen Jiaoru. He nodded and said, "You will live here from now on."
Chen Jiaoru covered her aching scalp and looked up hurriedly. Suddenly, her pupils contracted. In the stable, dozens of horses were panting as they ate food. They heard the noise and looked over.
Special Assistant Zhou actually arranged for her to live in a stable?!
Are you crazy?!
She is a princess, how can she live with a beast?!
"Assistant Zhou, did you make a mistake in the arrangement? How could Fu Jinbai let me live here?" Shen Jiaoru widened her eyes in disbelief, her tone sharp because of excitement.
"Please call me Mr. Fu. If you call me Mr. Fu by my first name again, I'll slap you to death." Special Assistant Zhou didn't even bother to look at her. He sneered, "I originally arranged for you to live in a pigpen, but pigs eat people. I'm afraid you'll fall into one and be torn apart by the pigs one day."
"Boss Fu has shown mercy and arranged a stable." Special Assistant Zhou said with a sincere expression: "Boss Fu is as kind as ever!"
Chen Jiaoru's face turned pale. What on earth was going on?! In her previous life, she'd lived in the annex! In this life, she hadn't done anything yet, so how could she be living in a stable?!
"No, I don't want to live here. How can I live in such a disgusting and dirty place..." Shen Jiaoru pleaded and took several steps back.
With a "bang", Special Assistant Zhou grabbed Shen Jiaoru's arm and threw her into the stable. The lock was locked with a "click". Special Assistant Zhou said through the door: "I wish you a happy life, Miss Shen."
The voice was full of provocation and disdain.
Shen Jiaoru leaned her back against the cold iron gate, staring at the two rows of horses sticking their heads out. Her heart was pounding and her whole body was shivering. Finally, she could no longer remain calm, collapsed screaming, and sat down on the ground.
I began to blame my father Shen Sihua in my heart.
Why drink and drive? And hit and run!
If Shen Sihua hadn't killed Fu Jinbai's family, how could Fu Jinbai have brought down the Shen family!
It’s all Shen Sihua’s fault!!!
Shen Jiaoru completely forgot that she had made a mistake.
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The next day at 8 o'clock in the afternoon.
Fu Jinbai opened his eyes. He lay on the bed for several minutes without reacting, his dark pupils staring blankly at the ceiling, until a warm and tender body rubbed against him, and he suddenly came to his senses.
His lips were red, swollen, and bitten, with blood streaking out. He slowly turned his head and stared at the girl in his arms, feeling the touch of their skin, so wonderful and pleasurable.
They fooled around for a long time last night, so long that Fu Jinbai's perception of time became dull. He was excited and happy, and even thought he was going to die with Jiang... in bed.
The girl's delicate and fair skin became unsightly, covered with finger marks, pinch marks, and kiss marks.
Her skin was so delicate that you could squeeze out water. Even the slightest pressure would leave marks. He had clearly been gentle last night...
Fu Jinbai stared at Jiang for more than half an hour.
Even in her dreams, Jiang Xu was aware of a pair of fanatical eyes staring at her, like a wild beast lurking in the dark, full of danger, ready to stretch out its claws at any time to pounce on her, carry her back to its den, and torture her slowly.
"Hmm," the little fox was startled awake, and suddenly opened its big red and swollen eyes, and bumped into Fu Jinbai's deep and dark pupils.
She was stunned for a moment, looking at his blank expression, a slight blush on his face, and his voice was hoarse and pitiful: "Sir, I don't want it anymore."
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