Chapter 2 Slept with a Stranger
tos. "Hey, to be honest, I still have pictures from when we snuck into the teaching assistant's office in high school."Her marriage wasn't going well, but that was okay. She already had enough, and sh...Jo Bao'er's mind went blank, she didn't know what this man was talking about...
However, before she could react, the man grabbed her hands and pressed her against the wall.
The man leaned forward, his burning chest pressing against hers.
Leaned down and kissed her lips directly.
His scorching lips, forceful and invasive, brought with them a familiar scent that made Qiao Bao'er instantly realize the man before her was the same one she had been tangled with in bed.
How could this happen, sleeping with a stranger...
A surge of heat coursed through the man's body, and he tossed her onto the bed.
Qiao Bao'er's body fell heavily onto the bed, waking up in shock. Her hands pushed against his chest and struggled, but her struggles only made the man more impatient.
Qiao Baoer felt the man's desire was urgent, and she was frightened in her heart.
Who is this man...
All her struggles were in vain, she was anxious and angry…
With a sudden resolve, she abruptly raised her right hand and hooked it around the man's neck.
Qiao Bao'er raised her face and actively deepened the lingering, passionate kiss with him.
The man was taken aback by her initiative. For a moment, Qiao Baoer's face changed, and she bit the man's tongue with ferocity.
A sharp, bloody pain shot up her tongue. The other person immediately released her in anger.
Qiao Bao'er was very flustered, so she took the opportunity to push the man on her body hard.
She nimbly flipped out of bed and rushed to the door, snatching a luxurious men's coat hanging there. She flung the door open and darted out in a flurry of movement.
The room reeked of blood. The man’s tongue throbbed with pain, drawing in a sharp breath as he glared at the fleeing woman's figure in anger.
"Young Master…" The bodyguard outside, upon seeing the bloodstain at the corner of his master's lips, nervously inquired, "Young Master, what happened"
Jun's shepherd wiped his lips with a handkerchief.
He glared furiously, his face dark with anger as he gritted out, “Find out! Who the hell sent that woman here Bring her back to me!”
It is the dead of night in March, and the wind is cold.
Qiao Baoer looked anxious and rushed out of the private club. She ran barefoot, standing on the side of the road in the cold night wind.
She wasn't even wearing underwear, and the feeling of being naked made her feel very insecure.
Clutching a single oversized men's coat tightly around him, he shivered and nervously scanned his surroundings.
At this moment, a taxi drove towards them…
Qiao Bao'er reached into her pockets with both hands and found a black Louis Vuitton wallet.
She quickly opened her wallet and found several platinum black diamond credit cards inside, but not even a hundred dollars in cash.
Qiao Ba'er certainly believed that the man in the suite was either wealthy or noble, and his identity was not simple.
"Take me back to the city center, and I'll pay you when we get there." She hailed a taxi.
The taxi driver looked at her with suspicion, his eyes lingering on her long, white legs that were exposed from under a man's coat. She was dressed quite provocatively…
Joe Baoer felt embarrassed under the driver's intense gaze and tightened the man's coat around her body.
"This pocket watch is for you. It's a token to remind me of our time together when I return to the Yi family's opulent villa, Fuyashan, in Xicheng."
She deliberately raised her voice, found a meticulously crafted golden pocket watch from that man's black wallet, and shoved it into the driver's hand. She then got straight into the car and urged, "Drive!"
The Yi family's opulent manor in the west of the city...
The taxi driver, upon hearing the address, hesitated and avoided looking around.
Her husband, Yijia, was quite well-known in the city. The driver drove her back to Fuyashan Villa honestly.
Jo Bao'er let out a sigh of relief when she saw the car driving smoothly.
But remembering what just happened in the suite... hands clenched into fists, mind a jumble of chaos.st sweep it under the rug.”"However," he pondered for a moment before adding, "… over 20 years ago, the 'public welfare orphanage', which already had many intricate and complex financial relationships...