Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

In the corner of the room, Zhou Yiyi curled up and dared not move. Her clothes had been roughly torn by the two men, so she could not wear them again and could only barely cover herself.

She reached out with trembling hands to pick up the clothes beside her, her little face pale as paper.

The two men standing at the door were smoking. When they noticed her movements, they gave her a sinister and fierce look. Zhou Yiyi was so scared that she retracted her hand, her eyes filled with fear.

The moist pupils were now filled with mist, like a frightened deer. For some reason, the man's lower abdomen tensed up. He took a deep puff of his cigarette, then snorted and looked away.

They have always preferred Oriental women, who are petite, gentle, soft and beautiful, and the Oriental beauty in front of them is exposing her body.

Although she was not completely exposed, her skin was as white as snow, her collarbone was delicate, her waist was slender, and coupled with her wet little face with tears in her eyes, it would be strange if he didn't feel aroused.

"Brother, are we just standing here like this? Or should we do something?" The man took a deep puff of his cigarette and whispered to his companion.

His companion instantly understood what he meant and raised an eyebrow maliciously, "Is this okay? I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the employer."

The man curled his lips and smiled, "What are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know? As for this woman, she shouldn't be ashamed to tell everyone that we slept with her.

Besides, can you bear it if your clothes are stripped to this extent? I can't bear it, but if you are afraid, just keep watch for me. Anyway, I want to die under the peony flowers."

After the man finished speaking, he glanced at Zhou Yiyi, who was curled up with her head down. Seeing that her little face was almost completely buried between her knees, the nameless anger in his body burned even more fiercely.

He laughed and said to his companion, "This is an Oriental woman. If we miss this opportunity, we won't be able to play with her anymore. What do you think? Do you want to come together?"

The man was so angry at what he said that he looked up at the surveillance camera.

His companion saw through his thoughts and said, "Don't worry, it's already closed. No one saw it, especially the employer. Don't hesitate, brother. If you want to do it, do it quickly. Otherwise, you will have to watch me do it."

After he finished speaking, he put out the cigarette in his hand and began to undress.

Seeing him like this, his companion immediately put out his cigarette and said, "Fuck, how can I miss such a good thing? Let's go together."

When Zhou Yiyi felt a dark shadow looming over her, she suddenly looked up, but...

"Ah, get out of here, get out of here." A heavy body pressed down on her. Zhou Yiyi struggled violently, kicking and thrashing with her legs like crazy. Fear and terror were like colorless and tasteless poison, seeping into her lungs and bones.

She screamed and struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face as the choked words "Brother Lingjiang, save me" came out of her mouth in pieces, helpless, collapsed, and screaming.

Her nails dug into the flesh of her palms, and her whole body was shaking violently. Her sparkling eyes looked at the two tall black shadows in front of her, as if she saw a hideous and terrifying evil spirit coming in and out late at night.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her tiny feet and violently pulled her down, until she lay flat on the cold ground. A dark shadow followed, pressing down...

after an hour.

Everything returned to calm. Ling Jiang stumbled and pushed the door open. At this time, Zhou Yiyi was the only one in the room.

She huddled in the corner, dazed and with a dazed look in her eyes, she was wearing torn clothes.

Ling Jiang's throat tightened, thinking she was frightened. He hurriedly took off his bloodstained coat and put it on her. His voice trembled, "Yiyi, let's go home."

Zhou Yiyi raised her head awkwardly when she heard his voice. She then tightened her clothes and smiled at him, choking with sobs, "Brother Lingjiang, are you okay?"

Until now, she was still worried about Ling Jiang. Seeing his hair stained with blood, she cried and threw herself into his arms.

Ling Jiang hugged her tightly, clasping the back of her head with his big hand and soothing her softly, "Don't be afraid, Yiyi, it's okay. I'll take you home."

Zhou Yiyi felt a lump in her nose, and then she burst into tears in his arms, holding him tightly with both hands, as if this was the only way to dispel all the pain in her heart.

The pain in her heart could be dispelled, but what about the pain in her body? Although the two foreign men hadn't left many marks on her exposed skin, the pain between her legs was a constant reminder of the humiliation she had just experienced.