Wen Mian didn't dare to continue speaking.
It seemed that just by mentioning it, Wen Mian would recall the events of tonight.
Her hesitation immediately made Pei Zhiyao understand.
"What exactly did Zhang Huasheng do to you?"
Wen Mian glanced at Pei Zhiyao through the rearview mirror.
Only after confirming that he wouldn't fly into a rage immediately, did the woman slowly begin to explain:
"At first, Zhang Huasheng kept drinking with me. I thought it was just normal socializing, but who would have thought that he harbored ill intentions. When I intended to refuse, I found myself already drunk."
Pei Zhiyao grew increasingly angry as he listened.
Even the act of pressing the accelerator became more forceful.
But Wen Mian, lost in her thoughts, failed to notice the change in Pei Zhiyao's demeanor.
"I was taken into a room by Zhang Huasheng. I wanted to ask him to leave, but he pinned me down directly. In the struggle, I wasn't as strong as him. He hit me several times."
