A burly man rudely tore open her clothes, then grabbed her hair and pulled her to the bed: "In that case, don't waste time. We've delayed the employer's plans!"
"Got it!" said another burly man, who also dragged her and threw her onto the bed.
"You've got it wrong... Let me go! It's not me! I'm not that person!" At this moment, Chen Shiqing finally understood a little, instinctively felt something was wrong, and shouted out immediately.
But maybe it was because she was too terrified and agitated, her voice came out sharp and piercing.
The burly man slapped her across the face: "Shut up, you damn bitch!"
The slap landed on her face, her ear buzzed loudly, stars danced before her eyes, and her mouth tasted particularly salty and bitter.
Until a burly man roughly pressed on top of her, almost making her unable to breathe, Chen Shiqing hadn't recovered from the slap just now.
A stubbled mouth pressed hard against hers, bringing a nauseating touch: "Let me go... get off me!"
