Chapter 797 A Hellish Torture
As for why the other half doesn't regret it, it's because of the resources the other party has obtained for her these days.
During the filming of "Be a Strong Woman", Song Yinyin endorsed an advertisement for a brewery, which is now being played on Youcheng Satellite TV during prime time.
This greatly increased her popularity, and even she was looked up to by others in the crew.
But when she thought about what she got in return for all this, Song Yinyin felt a little overwhelmed.
"Let's get started."
Qiu Qianghai spoke lightly, with anticipation in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Song Yinyin walked to the table with a trembling body, knelt on her knees, and picked up a few books on the table.
She took one of the bound books in her hand and turned to the page she had last seen with shame and anger.
What caught my eye was beautiful handwriting and densely packed notes, obviously written by a woman.
Sitting on the sofa, Qiu Qianghai stroked the red braided rope on his wrist gently and carefully.
He stared at Song Yinyin who was kneeling in front of the table, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction and complex nostalgia.
Even though the woman in front of him was somewhat similar to Minmin, they were not the same person after all, either in appearance or temperament.
It can only be said that Song Yinyin has the shadow of Minmin.
"Read!" Qiu Qianghai's voice sounded slightly dissatisfied.
Song Yinyin held the notebook in her hand, gritted her teeth, and began to read word by word: "Qin Feng·Wu Yi", who said I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spear. With you——"
Qiu Qianghai interrupted her calmly, "You're wrong. Speak a little lower and more gently."
Song Yinyin was kneeling in front of the table with her head down, her face twisted with shame and anger.
These days, the man in front of her actually asked her to recite all the notes in the notebook in her hand, and also asked her to wear a ponytail and wear the school uniform of Youcheng No. 1 Middle School.
That would have been fine, but this man was also perverted and made her imitate another woman's every move.
If there is something wrong, correct her again and again.
I still remember one time, because she was reading a poem and one of the words had the wrong accent and sounded like a dialect, the man asked her to recite that poem all night.
The whole night, although she had the opportunity to drink water, she had no rest time.
She read it over and over again. Even when she read it correctly in the end, the other party still didn't let her stop. Everything ended only when she read until dawn and the other party left.
Not only that, even her every move had to be measured. For example, when facing Qiu Qianghai, she could not look directly at his face and had to act shy.
The angle of the chin tilt, the standing or sitting posture, all should be done according to the other party's requirements.
Even the food she didn't like had to be eaten in front of the other person.
And you have to act like you like it.
Thinking of those tortures, Song Yinyin felt sick all over.
This is more tiring than a day of shooting on the set. It is not physical torture, but mental and spiritual torture.
Song Yinyin felt that if she continued, she would explode in a perverted state.
I thought it was a physical transaction. As long as she lay down and let him do whatever he wanted, he could easily get everything he wanted.
But I never thought it would be a hellish torture.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from Song Yinyin. Qiu Qianghai raised his eyes and stared at her with his sharp eyes: "Continue!"
Song Yinyin swallowed her saliva, clenched the book in her hand, lowered her voice, and continued to read with a pinched throat: "When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spear. I share the same hatred with you..."
(End of this chapter)
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