The sky was pitch-dark without any stars or moons. The dark clouds were shrouding the sky, emanating a suppressive aura. The lightning flashed across the horizon, and the rumbling thunder fell along with the heavy rain.
In the dark room, Jiang Wansheng was curled up in the quilt, shivering. She was afraid of the rain. The gloomy weather always made her feel depressed, especially when she was thundering. Jiang Wansheng always felt as if there was a devil in the sky, who wanted to tear the sky apart.
Peng!
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a shadow rushed in. Jiang Wansheng, who was curled up in the quilt, was about to lose his mind. When he heard the sound, he jumped up from the bed immediately.
"Who's there?" She had locked the door.
The shadow swayed and seemed to be a little unstable. A flash of lightning lit up that man's figure. A man? Jiang Wansheng was a drunk man, but he was a devil to Jiang Wansheng.
"Let's go out... Um!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, her mouth was covered by a man who was burning like a fire. The man came close to her and pressed her down on the bed.
"Who are you? What do you want to do? Uh..." Before she finished her words, Jiang Wansheng's mouth was kissed by the man. She widened her eyes in horror, but she couldn't see anything clearly. She could only feel his breath full of wine and his hot body.
He shoved his big hands into her T-shirt unceremoniously, and Jiang Wansheng came back to his senses. He held on to her hand tightly, refusing to let him continue. The man then pinned her wrist to the top of his head. Jiang Wansheng's hands were bound and he could no longer move.
Jiang Wansheng exerted a great deal of effort to move his body, trying to escape through the chinks between the men's bodies. However, there was nothing he could do. The disparity in strength between them was so great that Jiang Wansheng was completely suppressed.
The man held her chin with the other hand and said slowly in a cold voice, "Don't resist."
"Don't resist? For what?" Jiang Wansheng was about to open his mouth when the man's kiss fell down like a storm on her forehead, tip of her nose, chin, and finally on her full red lips.
Jiang Wansheng had just taken a shower, and his body gave off a faint fragrance. The lemon flavor on his lips seemed to be something that the man liked very much. He sucked in the sweetness of hers as if he was tasting good wine. The stubble on his chin pricked at Jiang Wansheng's tender skin.
Jiang Wansheng's heart was filled with fear. The window window was suddenly opened by the cold wind, and the sea breeze poured in. Jiang Wansheng was so cold that he was shivering. Thunders rumbled down and she was so scared that she could not move.
"This is a violent explosion, I'm going to sue you!" Jiang Wansheng gasped.
As soon as she said this, she heard a man's soft chuckle. "You want to sue me? Hehe, do you want me to tell you my name?" The man's voice was low and hoarse as he kissed her on the shoulder.
"What?" Jiang Wansheng was puzzled by the man's sudden words.
"Remember, tonight your man is called Li Fengqin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Fengqin took off the last piece of clothes on her body.
"Ah—no, we can't!"
"Don't touch it, no! Son of a bitch, let me go."
During the period, Jiang Wansheng's voice was almost hoarse, but it was of no use at all. In the chaos, she felt a heart-wrenching pain, and then she fainted.
When she woke up, the rain had stopped, and she was alone in the room. It was still dark. Jiang Wansheng was sweating all over. She groped her way up, and felt a pain under her body. She almost fainted. She grabbed the quilt tightly and was at a loss for what to do.
Was his body in such great pain? Was that why he said that everything just now had not been a dream? Was it the reality?
Thinking of this, Jiang Wansheng didn't care about the pain in his body. He immediately got up, groped to the wall and turned on the light.
The room became bright again, and Jiang Wansheng could clearly see the bloodstains on the sheets. His face turned pale, and his petite body staggered back to the bedside and sat down. He had lost his virginity for no reason after attending a banquet, and it was a strange man.
"Your man tonight is called Li Fengqin." Shameless words flashed past someone's ears.
"Li Fengqin?" The man's name? Jiang Wansheng's fair hands were holding the quilt tightly, but he accidentally touched a piece of cold object.
She looked down and found that it was an exquisite jade thumb ring. Jiang Wan Sheng picked it up and looked at it carefully. What was this? He remembered that the man was lying beside her and put a cold thing into her hands when he was confused.
"Three days later, you came to see me in Jiang City. You went to find a man named Qi Ming. He will take you to see me."
"Do you remember?"
At that time, Jiang Wansheng couldn't speak because of the pain. He just narrowed his eyes and then fell into a deep sleep.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wansheng clenched the cold jade thumb ring in his hand, anger rising from his delicate little face. What a shameless man, Li Fengqin, right? Even if she had to risk her life, she would sue him!
At the police station.
At this time, it was late at night. The two guards on duty were sitting and chatting from time to time.
The door was suddenly pushed open. The two of them stopped for a moment and raised their heads to look.
A little girl in a light-colored cotton flower skirt came in. She looked about 18 years old. Her long waist-length black hair spread out from both sides. Her small white face was delicate, and her watery eyes were very smart. However, the most striking reason was that she had a cinnabar mole on her forehead. She looked thin, but her face was full of stubbornness.
"Little girl, it's so late. What's the matter?" An older guard asked.
"I want to report the case!"
They looked at each other and then asked, "What case should I report?"
Three minutes later, Jiang Wansheng expressionlessly emphasized once again, "I said I had to report the case. I was blown up. The incident happened at around eight o'clock this evening. It was on a ship. That person said that his name was Li Fengqin."
"No, no, what do you think his name is?" The older guard felt that his mouth was trembling a little.
"Li Feng Qin..."
"Uncle, the name Li Fengqin seems to be a little familiar?" The young guard came close to his uncle's ear and asked.
"Go, even Li Fengqin doesn't know? Hurry up and make a call."
After listening to his uncle's words, the young guard finally understood why the name of Li Fengqin sounded so familiar. He blurted out, "Li Fengqin, isn't that the power holder of the Li family's financial family, who controls billions of business empires and people call him 'Young Master of the Emperor', Li Fengqin? Uncle, did I remember correctly?"
"Do you want to die? How dare you call Childe Li by his name? Get out of the way and make a phone call."
When Jiang Wan Sheng, who had been sitting in the front with a poker face, heard of the billions of business empires, there was finally a trace of emotion in his eyes. But when she thought of her own purpose in coming, she had to say, "Uncle, can you file a case? I want to sue him!"
Warning him with the title of Qin? Chen Jundong felt that this was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life. Moreover, these words were said by a young girl. In the past, he had heard that many people wanted to accept all means of Li Feng, but he didn't expect that someone would use these means to deal with him in the police station.
Who was Li Fengqin? How many women were waiting in line for him to climb onto his bed? Would he go and beat up a little girl? It was a little unbelievable.
