Chapter 72
72: 72: What Kind of Man Am I If I’m Locked Up!
72: 72: What Kind of Man Am I If I’m Locked Up!
Memories flooded in like a tide, and An Ruo remembered everything that had happened that day in the hotel.
If only she hadn’t gone to the hotel that day.
The man’s kiss descended once again, his scorching hands caressed her waist, kneading forcefully…
An Ruo painfully closed her eyes, letting the man ravage her body as she sequestered herself in a closed space, indifferent to everything outside, for only in this way could she lessen the hurt inside.
Time and again, from the bed to the floor, from the floor to the bathroom, and then back to the bed.
An Ruo couldn’t count how many times she had passed out; her mind was a complete blank, feeling only that the whole world was in chaos, everything had drifted far from her, becoming insignificant.
Something was very wrong with Tang Yuchen tonight, ceaselessly tormenting her, and as An Ruo fainted for the last time, she saw his dark, profound eyes and the coldness in them, untouched by any desire.
In that moment, she felt incredibly cold in heart and body, this man was terrifyingly dreadful…
She slept in a heavy stupor for a long time, and when An Ruo opened her eyes, it was already noon the next day.
The room was empty except for her; Tang Yuchen had long gone, and the room’s disarray showed the frenzy of the previous night.
An Ruo tried to sit up with her sore body, wanting to put on her clothes, but they had been torn and were completely unwearable.
There were spare bathrobes in the bathroom; An Ruo grabbed one and wrapped it around herself, then went to open the door, but couldn’t.
She frowned tightly, why would Tang Yuchen still lock her in?
It was only then that An Ruo realized something was very wrong, Tang Yuchen didn’t seem to plan on letting her go easily.
Last night’s punishment was just the beginning, not the end.
What did he want to do to her?
To imprison her, to keep her locked up forever, to make her his concubine?
Thinking this, An Ruo felt panicked and afraid, she didn’t want to be locked up by him, didn’t want to be his concubine.
“Tang Yuchen, open the door!
Let me out, what do you mean by keeping me here!”
“You wanted to punish me, you did that yesterday, what more do you want!”
“If you dare, kill me, but what kind of man are you to keep me locked up!”
No matter how much she pounded on the door, no one let her out.
An Ruo made chaos for an hour, grew tired, and ran out of strength.
She sat on the bed, furious, grabbing a pillow and beating it fiercely.
This despicable man, why wouldn’t he just die!
“Click—” Suddenly the door opened, and An Ruo quickly stood up to stare at the newcomer.
Tang Yuchen stood at the door, impeccably dressed, leaning against the doorframe, tilting his body slightly and looking at her indifferently, his thin lips curved up in a light smile, and he said gently, “Not bad, after a whole night with you, you still have the energy to curse.
It seems you’re in good spirits.”
An Ruo walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and asked angrily, “What do you mean by this, why are you keeping me locked up?!
Let me go back now, or I’ll accuse you of illegal detention!”
The man waved her hand away indifferently, sneering with disdain, “I am keeping you locked up, if you can, then go ahead and sue me!”
An Ruo was furious, “Don’t think I won’t dare!
Move aside, I’m going back now!”
She hadn’t gone back the entire night, Xiao Ji must be very worried about her.
Tang Yuchen blocked the door, and An Ruo tried to push him aside, but his strength was too great, and she couldn’t budge him: “I told you to move aside!”
Still, the man didn’t move.
An Ruo grabbed his arm, pulling with all her might, but he still didn’t move.