After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Every step the other person took seemed to be stepping on his nerves, and his heart was beating so hard that it almost burst out of his clothes.

"Have you heard enough?" Peng Jiali stared at him.

Yu Jing clenched his fingers and said nothing, a wave of panic rising in his heart.

Peng Jiali squatted down and tore off his blindfold. The strong light suddenly pierced into his pupils, and the discomfort made him half-close his eyes.

It turned out that the lights in the house were always on.

Peng Jiali clicked his tongue, with a faint smile on his lips.

"I told you before, you look pretty cool."

As he said this, he raised his hand to rub Yu Jing's face, but Yu Jing immediately turned his head away.

Seeing the panic and disgust in his eyes, Peng Jiali laughed instead of getting angry.

"You're afraid of me."

Yu Jing lowered his eyes, not wanting to look at him, let alone talk.

I don’t know what kind of incense Peng Jiali used, but the high concentration of sweet fragrance gave me a headache, and the oppression almost made Yu Jing stop breathing.

If he smells it again, he will really feel dizzy.

"Tell me about your weird personality. How do you usually flirt with Yi Zongyou?"

Peng Jiali leaned close to his face and whispered, "It doesn't matter if you don't speak. After all, I never force anyone to do anything."

"But there will be something you want to say later."

Yu Jing frowned. The feeling of the insect whispering in his ear came up again, making him feel uncomfortable.

knock knock --

"Master Peng, the person is here."

"Throw it in."

Yu Jing looked towards the door and saw a bodyguard dragging Chen Ce in.

It looked like the effect of the drug had not yet worn off and he was still in a semi-comatose state, with no apparent injuries on his body.

Peng Jiali stood up and clapped his hands.

The bodyguard understood and poured a cup of scalding hot tea from the table and splashed it directly on Chen Ce's face.

"Cough cough cough..."

The person on the ground twitched a few times, and the bodyguard immediately poured the second cup on him.

A layer of panic flashed in Yu Jing's eyes, "Don't, don't splash him."

Peng Jiali looked down at him with an ambiguous smile.

"I thought you were mute."

Chen Ce hissed, then slowly woke up.

Before he could finish observing everything in front of him, the bodyguard had already stuffed a large piece of black cloth into his mouth.

Yu Jing looked at Chen Ce's face which was burned red, but couldn't bear to lower his eyes, and his eyes became sore.

Peng Jiali was very pleased with his appearance. He sat back on the sofa and asked someone to untie the rope on Yu Jing.

Yu Jing wanted to see Chen Ce as soon as possible, but he was restrained by two bodyguards and could not move.

Peng Jiali always had a pretentious smile on his face, but he was in a good mood.

It is very easy to make Yu Jing obedient.

The bodyguard stood beside Chen Ce holding an iron rod, and the cold touch touched his cheek, hooking it and lifting it upwards.

"Yu Jing."

Peng Jiali smiled and raised his chin towards his left leg to gesture.

"I'll give you a chance, come and sit over here."

Yu Jing looked at Chen Ce and then at Peng Jiali. The current situation was already very clear.

However, he only hesitated for a second.

"Uh-huh—"

A club had hit Chen Ce's lower abdomen hard. One could tell from the sound that a lot of force was used. He was biting a ball of cloth in his mouth, and even his screams were hoarse.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Yu Jing's eyes instantly turned red, and he struggled to break free from the bodyguard's hand with a trembling voice.

Chen Ce's forehead was covered with sweat and he had no strength left, but he still shook his head at Yu Jing, signaling him not to do that kind of thing.

Even though he didn't understand the relationship between the two parties, he could still understand what the man sitting on the sofa meant.

As long as Yu Jing agreed to the first step, there would be a second and third step. This would absolutely not be possible.

Yu Jing understood this, but he could not be selfish. Chen Ce was already kidnapped because of him, and now he had to suffer this kind of torture for no reason.

Hesitation for even a second longer is selfish.

"Hurry up, Yu Jing." Peng Jiali kindly reminded, "Five seconds."

His hands and feet had been tied for a long time, so he staggered when he stood up. Then he heard Chen Ce yelling, and he knew he was telling him not to go over.

Don't go over there, don't go over there.

If he didn't go, Chen Ce would definitely die today.

Yu Jing stood beside the sofa almost in a trance, only one step away from Peng Jiali.

"That's right. I've already said that I won't force anyone to do anything."

Peng Jiali smiled and held his wrist, pulling him to sit on his left leg. "Did I force you?"

Yu Jing's whole body was stiff. He pinched his fingers hard and said nothing.

Peng Jiali held his wrist and placed it on his right leg, and felt a cool touch. It was a prosthesis.

Made of iron, very thin and hard.

Yu Jing subconsciously retracted his hand and looked away.

"Yi Zongyou really loves you." Peng Jiali looked at his profile, "I just asked someone to test it out."

"He could throw two bodies into my room and take my leg."

His tone was frivolous, as if the person with a broken leg was not him.

Peng Jiali let out a light click of his tongue and spoke again in a low voice.

"So what do you think would happen if he knew that I had sex with you?"

Yu Jing's pupils shrank instantly, and his fingertips felt cold. He tried to look calm, but his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Peng Jiali is definitely capable of doing such a thing.

He should have said something, but now he really couldn't utter a single word. In this situation where no one could get any help from him, it seemed that nothing he said would be of any use.

"Yu Jing." A curse-like voice sounded.

"How do you usually kiss Yi Zongyou? Teach me."

Peng Jiali smiled and moved closer to him, and Yu Jing stood up almost subconsciously.

The noise was quite loud and the teacup on the table was knocked to the ground, spilling the tea all over the floor.

He couldn't do it. He absolutely couldn't do such a thing with a second person. If he did that, he would rather die.

Yes, the possibility of death is greater.

Peng Jiali's smile faded a little. He wanted to shake his hand, but was avoided again.

Not allowing him to touch his hands, he grabbed Yu Jing's sleeve and pulled him back to sit on his lap.

"Look at him." Peng Jiali pointed at Chen Ce, "Do you want to kill him?"

Chen Ce still looked the same, shaking his head desperately.

He knew Yu Jing too well. She was stubborn and had her own set of ideas about love. Feelings and bodies were always linked. It was too conservative to say that she was comparable to people in the Qing Dynasty.

As long as she had sex with Yi Zongyu, it was like signing a contract, and she would be extremely pious and begin to remain chaste for him.

His view on love warns him that if it was this person the first time, it must be this person every time thereafter.

A kiss might not mean anything to others, but if Yu Jing was really coerced, he would not be able to continue with Yi Zongyou.

If no one blames him, he will fall into a vicious circle of confusion, blaming himself for his infidelity and the stains on himself.