Dark Night Seduction: Don't Be Your Woman

At night, it was already late when Yan Jue came back.

Su Jinse sat on the sofa in a daze, staring at the TV, wondering whether Du Weiwei was keeping her promise, and she would leave after taking the money.

"Mr. Yan is back..."

Yan Jue walked in from the outside with a cold face. As soon as Su Jinse looked up, he met Yan Jue's cold eyes, and his body was inexplicably tense. Sister Ling stepped forward to ask, but was interrupted by Yan Jue, "Ling Sister, you can rest tonight!"

Sister Ling glanced hesitantly at the pale Su Jinse, then turned around and entered her room in desperation.

"what happened?"

she asked softly.

Yan Jue stepped forward with a calm face, grabbed her wrist directly with his big palm, pressed her on the sofa and pulled her clothes with both hands. His strength made Jinse unable to struggle.

She could feel that the man's temper was a bit strange tonight, and it was best not to provoke him when he was in a bad temper.

She didn't move, she was pressed under him.

Yan Jue stood up suddenly, and tore off her pants together with her underpants.

This is the living room. Sister Ling's room is not far away. Su Jinse didn't expect that he would want her here.

She subconsciously blocked it with her hand, the crystal lights above her head dazzled her a little, "Don't do this."

"Snapped--"

Before Su Jinse could react, the slap on the face made her dizzy and rolled straight to the ground. This slap made her head buzzing, and she couldn't recover for a long time. It was so painful, and her nose also Following a sore, hot feeling came out, she stretched out her hand to touch it, and unexpectedly touched a faint bloodstain.

"Bitch..."

Yan Jue got up and loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, revealing his sexy chest. He went to the bar and opened a bottle of red wine, poured himself a glass, and slammed the glass on the floor after drinking it.

The wine glass shattered into shards of glass and splashed everywhere. A few pieces scratched the back of Su Jinse's hand, and there were a few bloodstains. Su Jinse had already taken a tissue from the table and raised her head to stop her nosebleed. There were also clusters of bloody paper balls.

With burning pain on his face, he lightly put his hand on his cheek and looked at him, "You have to give me a reason for beating me, right?"

A stack of photos fell from the sky and scattered at her feet.

Su Jinse picked one of them casually, and suddenly felt like falling into hell...

The brain rumbled, as if it was about to explode.

There are photos in front of me, one by one, when Wei Liao kisses her forehead, when Wei Liao hugs her, and they hold hands and laugh together, even the photos of them going in and out of the hotel.

She finally knew Du Weiwei's weird smile, she was deceived.

It turned out that she never thought of letting herself go.

Yan Jue stepped forward and snatched the photos from her hand, facing her and stretched out in front of her eyes, "Tell me, are these photos real or fake?"

Su Jinse didn't know how to defend herself, she stared at those photos and couldn't help but smile bitterly, Du Weiwei...

Is it too gullible?

Yan Jue didn't expect that at this moment she would not defend herself, but would still be laughing, which gave him the urge to strangle her to death.

"Speak." The man grabbed her chin, squinted his eyes, and stared at her fiercely.

Su Jinse remained silent, but secretly clenched her fists without saying a word.

"When I fucked you, you had a dead face. Did he make you happy following this little white face?" Yan Jue's palm came to Jinse's collarbone. Her collarbone was beautiful, delicate, fair and slender. It takes a little force to kill him.

"You don't want me to touch you, you think I'm dirty, you fucking roll around under two men at the same time, isn't it dirty?"