Love you, far away

The next morning, the servant knocked on the door of the little black room. Tong Mengyao didn't know what time it was, but she felt a movement and pain all over her body, especially the pain from below that made her unable to move.

There were no windows, no light, and the bed was soft, but it was a mess, covered with dirt from last night.

Tong Mengyao subconsciously covered himself with a blanket and asked timidly, "Where is this?"

"Here are your clothes. Come out with me after you change."

The servant's tone was very stiff. In the dark room, Tong Mengyao felt his clothes. They were long skirt-like pajamas. He put them on and followed the servant out.

The light outside suddenly stung her eyes, and her body was not recovering, so she walked slowly.

There was a woman sitting at the table in the living room, dressed in business attire and with a serious face.

"Miss Tong, here's a document for you to sign."

Tong Mengyao looked through the document carefully. Even though she was inexperienced and could not understand the trade secrets, she still recognized the key clauses in the document. However, the agreement was very simple and a few simple lines made her furious.

He slammed the document on the table.

"What do you mean, what do you mean that I can leave after I give birth to a boy? What if it's a girl?"

"Knock it off."

"Why?" Tong Mengyao was shocked. Why did she have to do such a thing? Isn't it a girl's life? How could they be so reckless?

The secretary said solemnly, "As long as you sign the agreement and give birth to a boy, you don't have to pay back any money you owe the president, and you can get five million yuan as a reward. In addition, your sick brother will be treated all the time, and once he has a suitable heart, he will undergo a transplant operation."

Tong Mengyao clenched his hand and let go. What could she do? The Tong family had lost, but his brother was innocent. He was still so young.

"Okay, I'll sign the agreement. I hope you can keep it."

When Tong Mengyao finished signing, the secretary took the document and left.

In such a big villa, there were only ten servants. It was a huge cage that bound Tong Mengyao's heart.

As night fell, Tong Mengyao went back to the cabin and waited for the man to arrive. She didn't even know who the man was, what grudges he had with her, and how he would torture her like this.

"Adapted so quickly? It looks like the Tong family lady is as cheap as the rumors outside."

Tong Mengyao did not speak, but her heart was bleeding. Every day, she was not only tortured, but also insulted by words. She was too tired.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you mute?"

The man pressed Tong Mengyao down on the bed, and she knelt down with her back to the man like a dog. The sudden pain made her snort for a short time, and her tears fell down in large drops.

This crazy swing was like a carnival on the eve of the apocalypse, both rhythmic and chaotic.

The man held Tong Mengyao by the hair, straightened her upper body, and kissed her cherry lips.

Her face felt hot and wet, and she actually cried.

Why should she cry? What right does she have to cry? For a woman like her, only torture is fun.

Finally, he stopped. Tong Mengyao gasped and felt the man get out of bed and get dressed.

"Why are you doing this to me? Why me?"

"Why? You'll find out soon enough."

Tong Mengyao didn't know if this was a man who was an old enemy of the Tong family outside, or if there was a business hitch. All these years, she had been abroad for two years, just returned home, and the situation at home had not been thoroughly understood overnight. Now she was inexplicably guilty. What was wrong with her?

For days on end, Tong Mengyao was exhausted, unable to find an answer, and could only piece together memories, but there was no clue at all.

When night fell again, the lights outside had just fallen and a man and a woman walked in.

Tong Mengyao could see clearly from upstairs that the woman was holding the man's arm, and that intimate gesture made their relationship obvious.