Tang Xi was at a loss for words and sat on the ground in a daze.
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The car sped along the road.
Fu Tingzhou kicked open the door of Qingfeng Garden and walked in. Shiliu came wagging its tail, biting its toy, but Fu Tingzhou paid it no mind. He picked up Tang Xi and walked directly to the bedroom where he threw her onto the bed.
Tang Xi trembled with fear, knowing what she was about to face.
Fu Tingzhou lifted his hand and ripped off his tie, then used it to bind her hands.
The bed was in American style, adorned with wooden patterns and sprayed with white eco-friendly paint.
Her hands were tied to the head of the bed with the tie.
Her clothes were torn, she trembled all over, her body marked by his brand.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain at her collarbone.
Tang Xi gasped sharply.
Tang Xi's face was pale as she pleaded miserably.
"Fu Tingzhou..."
At this moment, Fu Tingzhou, like a fierce beast set ablaze by rage, lost all control.
