On a secluded area in the middle of nowhere with nothing but sand on around the premesis Lei Xinyi stopped the car.
Wiping all her face and body with wet wipes, of all the dirt and vile liquids, she winced at the pain that erupted by touching her bruises. She could tell there wasn't any fatal internal injury but her ribs were surely bruised.
"That b*tch!" Lei Xinyi cursed with every hiss and moan in pain.
There wasn't much she could do in this state of her. Her hairs were sweaty and sticky and smelled of champagne and vodka.
She ripped open the carton and took out a change of a Tee shirt denim jeans and a scarlet jacket.
She was in no condition to exhibit her body in a seducing-short dress. There were bluish bruises on many parts of her body. She looked like a woman who has objected victim to domestic violence.
Lei Xinyi inspected her swollen cheek and busted lip and closed her eyes in irritation. She cursed under her breath.
