The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

"Ouch, my whole body aches terribly! Did they break my bones?"

Feige opened her eyes, feeling that even moving was difficult.

She tried to stand up, but she collapsed as soon as she stood up.

"Damn, is it even difficult to put it all together?"

"Master, I've arrived."

"Master, the original owner of this body died from domestic violence," Wu Tang said softly.

Since she couldn't get up, Feige sat down and spent another energy point healing her injuries.

Finally, feeling much better, Feige stood up and went to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"Damn it, if that's how it is, then I won't hold back."

Feige gave it a hard pry, and the door flew off.

"Master, this door is not durable."

"Ugh, garbage."

Outside the gate was an empty open space, surrounded by lush green trees.

Stepping outside, Feige felt an overwhelming emptiness. He figured no one would expect to be captured here, since it was deep in the mountains and forests.

There was a stone stool nearby, which Feige found extremely unappealing. She took out a chair from her spatial storage.

"Wu Tang, come, sit down,"

Wu Tang walked over and sat on the stone stool.

"Master, the air here is fresh, but the forest is too deep; most people can't get in," Wu Tang said, glancing around.

"Um"

"Speak, what's going on?"

"The original owner of this body has been locked up here by her man for several days."

"why"

The man said to let her stay here and reflect on her actions.

"baffling"

"The man is a violent maniac, and the woman is always careful and cautious. He beats her at the slightest provocation, leaving her covered in bruises. Then she kneels down and begs for forgiveness, but she always softens and forgives him, so he becomes even more violent."

"One instance of domestic violence makes no difference whether it happens repeatedly or not," Fei Ge said speechlessly.

"yes"

Why was the original owner of this body imprisoned here?

"Others came to the villa looking for the man, glanced at the woman, and the man thought she was promiscuous, so he locked her up here."

“This man is very controlling,” Fei Ge explained.

"The man brought the woman here, then beat her up, and she was beaten to death."

"Didn't she call the police after being assaulted?"

"A woman loves a man; she can't bear to let him go."

"They deserved it."

"more or less"

"Then what am I here for?"

She regretted it. She felt she couldn't keep this man anymore. She wanted a divorce and to go her own way.

"Is there any more?"

"Gone"

"That's easy."

“Master, the original owner had to do everything in the villa. There were no maids in the villa, so she was the maid for free. But the man was still not satisfied.”

Feige stood up and walked to the edge of the dam.

"Wu Tang, I think this piece of wood is much better than a shoehorn."

"Master, do you want me to get it for you?"

After Wu Tang finished speaking, he took a saw and cut the tree down.

"Master, here you go."

Feige waved the stick around, saying, "Pretty good."

How did the men bring the women here?

"Helicopter"

Feige understood; the one with money...

"Wu Tang, the home of our daily cooking."

"Yes, Master."

There was nothing here, and the wind was blowing incredibly hard; the fire that had been lit was blown out.

"What the hell?" Fei Ge shouted.

"Master, let's go inside and roast it," Wu Tang suggested.

"Go, go."

Once inside, the house appeared to be newly built; it was a wooden cabin, but the floor was made of stones.

"Wu Tang, how about some roast duck?"

"Yes, Master."

Feige took out a duck, and Wutang cleaned it by removing the feathers and internal organs, then washed it with spiritual spring water, and then roasted the duck over the fire.

"Master, it's so windy outside!"

"Um"

"Wu Tang, what was the original owner's family background like?"

"Ordinary people, I suppose?"

This is the story of Cinderella.

"Um"

"The original owner was a tour guide. Once, a man met her on a business trip and fell in love at first sight. He began to pursue her. The original owner had seen the man on TV and knew her identity; she was just an ordinary person. She rejected him, but he didn't give up and always tried to find ways to see her. Later, when her younger brother fell ill, she agreed to meet him, but on one condition: that he would treat her brother's illness."

"Then what"

"She married a man, and things were fine at first, but gradually she discovered that the man was unpredictable and she became afraid."

What's even more frustrating is that after she married the man, her younger brother got better. Later, she found out that it was all a charade staged by the man and her brother.

"The original owner must be heartbroken."

"Yes, it's very heartbreaking. Her brother said that the man gave him 100 million yuan, and her brother agreed without saying a word."

"Sigh, she really has everything." Feige thought that if she started causing trouble, it would probably be quite a spectacle.

How long have they been married?

"3"

"Master, there's a sound!"

Wu Tang ran outside, shouting, "Master, the helicopter!"

"Come in, I think the man's here."

Wu Tang ran inside and entered the space.

The duck was roasted, and she gave half to Wu Tang in her spatial dimension.

"Master, it's delicious!"

"Hmm, eat it, there's no seasoning at all."

Feige tore off a duck leg, but before she could finish eating it, the man came in.

"Life is going well."

Feige looked up at the man; he was elegant and refined, yet a violent maniac. She then lowered her head and continued eating her roast duck.

But the man squatted down and snatched the duck away.

"How can you eat alone? Your husband hasn't eaten yet!"

The man tore off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

“Yeah, delicious”

Feige was very annoyed; her things had been eaten by someone else.