He stormed upstairs, just as Qin Xiaoye came out of the shower, wearing only a towel, and seemed more sober.
Hearing a noise at the door, he squinted and looked, and his inexplicable disappointment was written all over his face.
Director Feng went up to her, grabbed her bath towel, and pulled it down forcefully.
Qin Xiaoye screamed, completely sober. Terrified, she jumped onto the bed, grabbing the blanket and trying to burrow under it. But Director Feng had already pulled out his belt and started whipping her mercilessly, making her roll around on the bed begging for mercy.
She, who had never uttered a single soft word in her life, said every plea she could think of.
Director Feng, exhausted from smoking, was panting heavily. His pants, no longer bound by a belt, had fallen all the way down. He simply let go, stepped onto the bed, and pinned Qin Xiaoye down firmly.
Qin Xiaoye no longer knew where the pain was coming from all over her body. She was groaning loudly, but it was unclear whether she was calling for help or screaming.
Anyway, nobody cared whether she lived or died. She was about to choke on her own tears, and even her breath tasted salty.
"Come with me to Suzhou in a week. If you dare to throw a tantrum again, this is what will happen to you today," Director Feng said as he put on his pants.
The woman on the bed was already lifeless, like a corpse, so of course she couldn't hear any response.
Director Feng got angry and was about to pull out his belt again.
"Okay, I'll go." Qin Xiaoye saw it out of the corner of her eye. A person who has learned her lesson wouldn't suffer a loss again, so she quickly replied.
She cleaned her wound herself, leaned against the wall to go outside, and saw Xiao Ye's father sleeping like a log. Overwhelmed with grief, she collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.
And so, her wounds had barely scabbed over when she arrived in Suzhou.
Director Feng has a group of friends in Suzhou, so there are banquets and entertainment every day. He usually comes back to his residence drunk. Apart from having to drink with them and clean up the vomit, she is not given much trouble.
Meeting Qin Xiaoyu today must have been fate; it knocked her to the ground. She ran away and cried her eyes out, but fearing Director Feng's displeasure, she forced herself to come back.
Unexpectedly, she encountered a troublemaker upon returning. She remembered this man; his name was Peng Liuzi, and he wasn't doing very well, just running errands and pulling ropes for everyone.
What good can she expect from a man like that? He'll just give her away again. She can't keep changing partners; each time she does, her value drops, and eventually she'll be no different from a prostitute.
She had to hold onto this last remaining escape route.
Qin Xiaoye struggled to break free, but she was too weak. Even a man who spent his days indulging in wine and women was stronger than a woman. She became a little anxious and called out "Brother Feng" to Director Feng. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her pale lips trembled uncontrollably, making her look pitiful.
When she went out to cry, she ruined her makeup, so she washed her face. Her clean face looked much better than when she wore heavy makeup, retaining her original innocence. Director Feng was captivated by her beauty and immediately started thinking about his plans for the evening.
"Alright, Liu Zi, that's enough of this nonsense. Xiao Ye, bring me a pack of cigarettes." Director Feng was trying to smooth things over for Qin Xiao Ye.
She was secretly delighted and struggled a little.
Peng Liuzi was a bit drunk and had lost face, so he wasn't very happy.
"Hey Feng, we need to talk about what happened last time. You didn't treat me fairly!"
"When there's another chance, Xiao Ye, go get me some cigarettes!" Director Feng gave Qin Xiao Ye a knowing look, making it seem like a futile effort.
Qin Xiaoye was even more anxious than him, but there was no use in being anxious; she couldn't get away. Peng Liu'er's hands were still restless; with such a beautiful woman in his arms, he couldn't resist taking advantage of her.
"Let go!" Qin Xiaoye got a little anxious and slapped him across the face.
The blow wasn't severe; her body was restrained, preventing her from moving freely. However, she was scratched by the ring on her hand, leaving a bloody mark on her face.
Peng Liuzi's face stung. He let go of her hand, wiped his face with his hand, looked at the blood, nodded vigorously, stood up, and walked out without saying a word.
"Liu Zi, look at this!" Although Director Feng looked down on him, he didn't want to offend anyone. He quickly pulled him aside, and the others who were with him, seeing that Peng Liu had suddenly turned hostile, also came over to help persuade him and say nice things.
If Qin Xiaoye were sensible, she would have simply come over, acted coquettishly, and apologized. But she was in a bad mood today, and had given up all hope. She stood with her arms crossed, watching from afar, a cold smile playing on her lips.
Peng Liu'er didn't leave the room, nor did she come out; she glanced at Director Feng, watching his attitude.
"Come over here and apologize to your sixth brother!" Director Feng beckoned to Qin Xiaoye and said irritably.
"Why should I!" Qin Xiaoye said angrily.
"Because I bought you!" Director Feng, seemingly out of nowhere, rushed over and punched Qin Xiaoye squarely in the chest. The impact made her feel a tightness in her chest, and she cried out in pain as she squatted down, almost spitting out blood.
"Brother Feng, you can't be so cruel to women. Women are for use in bed, not for practicing martial arts." One of the women in the group couldn't bear to see Qin Xiaoye being beaten so badly and tried to persuade her.
"What kind of woman is she? She's just a little bitch. I can look at her if I want, and beat her to death if I don't. Does she dare to utter a sound?" After venting his anger, Director Feng came over, took Peng Liu'er's arm, and pulled her to the table.
Seeing Qin Xiaoye get beaten, Peng Liu'er felt much better and stopped finding fault. She sat back down and drank another cup of wine with the others. Qin Xiaoye sat on the ground, her body swaying slowly, completely dazed. She didn't know what to do. Should she stand up and apologize to them? Or should she walk away nonchalantly?
It seems that none of the methods are working, and Director Feng is unlikely to let her off the hook.
"Come here, stop pretending to be dead! Pour some wine for your sixth brother," Director Feng said.
Qin Xiaoye didn't dare to hesitate. She stood up, stumbled over to Peng Liuer, picked up the wine bottle and filled a glass for him. Her hands were shaking so badly that the wine spilled everywhere.
"Alright, Liu Zi, take him away today, and bring him back when you're done playing with him," Director Feng said.
"I'm not going!" Qin Xiaoyu shouted, looking up.
"You've gone too far! You're not going, are you?" Director Feng suddenly stood up, rushed over, and slapped Qin Xiaoye several times across the face, making her ears ring. She could only see the figures of the crowd swaying, their mouths moving, but she couldn't hear a single word.
"I'm not going, I'd rather die than go!" Qin Xiaoye stubbornly insisted.
Director Feng got carried away and grabbed her hair, slapping her several more times.
Several people at the table couldn't sit still, especially Peng Liu'er. He was beaten so badly that he looked like a bloody gourd, and it would be boring to take him home that night. He came up and stopped Director Feng, pressing him into a chair.
"Alright, Brother Feng, don't take it to heart. I'll teach her a lesson tonight!" Peng Liuzi's words drew a burst of laughter from everyone present. It was an unspoken understanding.
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