Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

"I've been teased by other men for countless times. You're pretending to be a chaste woman in front of this young master. After a while, you should be crying and begging me to fuck you!"

tear. . .

He pulled her clothes with his big hands and tore them off. Tong Caiwei was only wearing a thin shirt, and her white skin was immediately exposed. Yang Shaojie buried his head in her chest and gnawed carelessly, "Bitch, what are you doing?" It must be very refreshing, no wonder even Su Mochen is fascinated by you."

"Go away... help..."

Tong Caiwei's struggle has no effect on a man with a strong animal nature except to stimulate his animal desire even more.

Struggling desperately, she pushed Yang Shaojie's most vulnerable part hard with her knee, and Yang Shaojie rolled off her body in pain. She quickly jumped out of bed, opened the door and ran out.

"Bitch, where are you going..."

Yang Shaojie quickly caught up, grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her back forcefully.

Tong Caiwei was in great pain, tears were rolling in her eyes, she knew very well that if she was dragged back by Yang Shaojie again, she would really be doomed.

She turned around, lowered her head, and bit Yang Shaojie's arm. With all her strength, her teeth sank deeply into the other's flesh and blood. The strong smell of blood on her head almost made her vomit out.

Yang Shaojie let out a scream like killing a pig, pinned her head, and cursed fiercely, "You bloody bitch."

"boom.."

In his rage, he lost his mind and dragged Tong Caiwei into a side wall.

After the severe pain, her eyes went dark, she lost her mind, and fell to the ground weakly, with blood rushing out from the wound on her forehead.

"Miss Tong, Miss Tong..."

Well, my head hurts. . .

Tong Caiwei frowned, vaguely feeling as if someone was calling her. . .

The eyelids were heavy, and she opened them with great effort, and a vague figure came into her eyes.

"Miss Tong, you're awake."

After waiting for a while, the blurry figure gradually became clear.

It was a man she didn't know, in his 30s, wearing glasses, and looked gentle.

She asked suspiciously, "Who are you? What's wrong with me?"

A gentle smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "I'm your family doctor, Ms. Tong, your forehead was bruised, and you passed out. You've been in a coma for a day and a night."

Got a bruised forehead?

She froze for a few seconds before slowly remembering everything before she fell into a coma.

Immediately, her already pale face became even uglier, and she sat up from the bed, dizzy for a while, the middle-aged man hurriedly supported her, and said softly, "Miss Tong, the wound on your forehead hasn't healed yet, Don't move too much, talk slowly if you have something to say, don't worry."

She looked at the strange man in front of her, and asked anxiously, "Where is this place? Who brought me here?"

The man smiled, and thoughtfully put a pillow behind her, let go of his hands, kept a distance from her, and said politely, "This place was bought by a Mr. Ye. From now on, Miss Tong will live here."

"I'm Mr. Ye's personal doctor. If Ms. Tong needs anything in the future, just make a phone call and I'll be here soon. I don't know about other things. How about this? I'll call Mama Zhang. You She may be able to answer your doubts."