Despite knowing she was drunk and misbehaving towards Zhang Te and the two men in the bar, Han Jingnian felt an inexplicable fire in his chest.
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At this moment, it was all Golden Splendor.
Ai Jiang felt that she had spent the darkest twenty-four hours of her life here.
She knew that Jiang Ping was a lustful man, but she didn't expect him to be lascivious enough to lock her in a hotel room and treat her like a tool, ready to torment her whenever he felt like it.
As if this wasn't enough, he even made her attend to his needs like a prostitute, flattering and pleasing him in various ways... If she resisted, he would threaten her with a USB drive he held in his hand.
Ai Jiang didn't know how she had made it through those twenty-four hours. She thought that if it weren't for the fact that Jiang Ping had to work on Monday, she might still be trapped in this dark room with no hope of escape.
