Rose Manor

Chapter 4 The good show begins

At this moment, like a knife resting on her neck, Shen Jianian had no way out, her trembling hands revealed her timidity, and the scarlet wine in the cup swayed with it.

She suppressed the discomfort in her heart, sipped the whole glass of wine one after another, accidentally choked on the last sip, covered her lips with the back of her hand and coughed, and when she took it off, her lips were soaked in the wine into a berry-toned red, like velvet.

Don't worry even if you're drunk, uncle will take her back.

Shen Jia Nian thought so, and his uneasy heart slowly fell back.

There was a sneer in Yin Shuyao's eyes. She didn't need any insidious tricks to plan Shen Jianian, an idiot. After drinking a glass of wine, she would soon lose consciousness.

It's her fault that her dead parents protected her too well. After being a princess who didn't know much about the world for 20 years, not to mention drinking, all the food in her mouth was carved clams.

It's better to have her tonight.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the banquet ended, the sky was completely dark, the rain was heavier than before, crackling, accompanied by lightning and thunder, swallowing the sky and the earth.

Yin Shuyao supported Shen Jianian, who was drunk into a puddle of water, and staggered towards Qin Zhongtian's black Mercedes.

The rear window was half-opened, revealing a man's lustful face.

Even though Yin Shuyao was disgusted by such fat-headed men, she didn't show the slightest bit on her face. She blinked her innocent eyes a few times, and came up with the words she had thought up early in the morning: "Boss Qin, I want to go to the hospital with my parents to take care of grandma. Please take my cousin back."

The driver was not surprised by this incident. He got out of the car calmly and opened the door on the back seat.

Qin Zhongtian looked over, rubbed the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and couldn't suppress the sly smile that spread out: "That's easy to say."

It was rainy and cold at night, and Shen Jia Nian, who was unconscious, was pushed into the car by Yin Shuyao and fell softly into the man's arms.

A burst of elegant fragrance hit, and the whole car was filled with this smell in an instant.At Qin Zhongtian's age, he had never seen any kind of woman before, but he still couldn't avoid being agitated by the beauty in front of him and the fragrance rushing into his nostrils.He felt the delicate and smooth skin on his arm, and his heart beat wildly.

The temperature in the car rose several degrees.

The corners of Yin Shuyao's lips curled up in a comfortable arc, she stood up straight, and waved goodbye dignifiedly: "Goodbye, Mr. Qin."

The windows of the car were slowly raised to block the wind and rain outside, leaving only the beauty of the car.With a hoarse voice, Qin Zhongtian told the driver: "Go to the nearest residence."

The driver circled back to the cab, started the engine, and drove on the wet road reflecting the neon lights.

Watching the car drive away and merge into the weaving traffic, Yin Shuyao took a step back and stood on the steps to prevent the raindrops from getting on the hem of her dress.

Why does it feel like the dust has settled?

I have to say, it felt great.

Yin Shuyao tiptoed lightly, Shi Shiran turned around, and not far away were Yin Chengde and his wife who came together.

"Your cousin, she..."

Yin Chengde approached, not ignoring the fleeting smile of success on his daughter's face, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

However, he had no chance to say the rest of his words and was interrupted by Yin Shuyao: "Dad, my cousin left with Mr. Qin. It's too late for you to say anything. Now you chase Mr. Qin's car and anger him. I don't know what the consequences will be. .”

Hu Yuzhi was busy building relationships with those ladies tonight, smiling at everyone she met, and by the end of the entire banquet, her facial muscles were stiff from laughter.There was no one else around now, so she didn't bother to pretend, so she suppressed all her expressions and said coldly: "The matter is over, there is no point in talking anymore, let's go home."

Yin Chengde hesitated to speak, but was pulled by his wife, and got into his car with a gray face.

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In a daze, Shen Jianian felt like a bow that had been stretched, and the string was so stretched that it was about to break.

Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She tried her best to open her eyes. Her vision was hazy, then slowly and gradually became clear. It was a completely unfamiliar ceiling, covered with complicated dark golden patterns. The more she looked at it, the more dizzy her head would become.

This was not the attic she was familiar with.

A clutter-filled attic room is far less luxurious than it appears.

Shen Jia Nian wanted to get up, but when she moved her body a little, she was caught by something and fell heavily back onto the soft mattress.She belatedly realized that her hands were stretched apart and tied to the bedside shelf in a humiliating position.

Shen Jianian suddenly opened her eyes wide, her face full of panic.

In a strange room, on a big bed filled with masculine scents, her wrists were wrapped twice in red silk and loosely tied to the head of the wrought-iron bed, which not only allowed her to struggle, but also ensured that she would not break free easily.

No one in such a situation can keep calm when they open their eyes.

Shen Jianian twisted her wrist violently, trying to untie the ribbon. At this moment, there was a crisp click, and the sound of the door lock being unscrewed came from the silent space, which was creepy.

"The beauty is awake?"

Qin Zhongtian stepped out of the bathroom. After taking a bath, his hair was wet. The dark blue bathrobe wrapped around his body with fat accumulation, and the belt around his waist could barely bind his bulging abdomen.

Hearing the greasy male voice, and the sound of slippers being pulled close to the bed, Shen Jianian trembled like chaff, as if seeing the life-threatening black and white impermanence.

"Let me go..." Shen Jianian opened her mouth, only to realize that her voice was trembling more than her body, "You...what are you going to do? Get away, don't come over here! If...one step closer, I'll call the police!"

Qin Zhongtian didn't take her threat seriously. He walked step by step to the bedside and stopped. A shadow enveloped her, like a king looking down at her: "Don't you know what I want to do, Miss Yin? Oh, I remembered it wrong. You are Yin Chengde's niece, so you should be called Miss Shen. Do you still need me to clarify what Miss Shen means by toasting me?"

There was a smile in his eyes, and the gaze lingering on her gradually changed, from admiring the artwork at the beginning to looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Qin Zhongtian was not in a hurry. He found it interesting to see her like a butterfly trapped in a spider web. No matter how hard she flapped her wings, she could not escape being swallowed.

All night, what's the hurry.

Qin Zhongtian took two steps back and sat on the leather sofa beside the bed, lit a cigar and smoked it slowly, his eyes never leaving the girl on the bed.The interest in his eyes became even stronger when he saw her tearing up the ribbon and leaving red marks on her snow-white wrists, refusing to admit defeat.

That's why he didn't take advantage of people's sleepiness. A lively fish is more interesting than a dead log.

Qin Zhongtian finished smoking a cigar, brought the glass ashtray on the coffee table, crushed the last trace of sparks vertically, opened his mouth and exhaled the smoke: "The show has begun."

The gloomy voice deliberately choked out is like a ghost in the dimly lit room.

A light suddenly lit up outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and after the lightning, there was rumbling thunder, as if hitting the eardrum.

The moment the man rushed over, Shen Jianian's wrist slipped out of the coiled red ribbon, aimed at a beautiful blue and white porcelain vase on the bedside table, picked it up and smashed it with his hands.

With a clang, the vase fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Qin Zhongtian didn't expect her to be so courageous, he was hit on the forehead unexpectedly, and warm blood flowed down the forehead.

He wiped away the sticky blood that was about to smear his eyes, and he was neither annoyed nor angry. Instead, he was aroused by some emotion, and his cloudy eyes shone with unusually hot light.

Shen Jia Nian was so frightened by his cold expression that she wanted to laugh or not. When he pounced again, she rolled over to the other side of the bed, took the opportunity to free her other hand, stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, and almost fell to her knees. .

She can't fall, absolutely not!
With such a belief in survival, she fled the room in a panic and stumbled down the spiral staircase, feeling varying degrees of pain throughout her body.

She doesn't care how many injuries she gets from the fall, she has only one purpose, and that is to escape from here.

Shen Jianian, you can do it.She gritted her teeth, encouraged herself over and over again, and persisted a little longer. When she saw the door, she pushed open that door. Even if it was raining outside, there was nothing to be afraid of.

What is really scary is the people behind, not the bad natural weather.

(End of this chapter)