Chapter 55: Do You Want Me To Take You Away?

Milk has a detoxifying effect.

But she felt dizzier and dizzier. It felt as though ants had climbed into hear heart and begun to bite her blesh–the itch penetrated her blood.

“Miss Shui, are you all right?” asked Huang Zeke in concern.

Shui Miaomiao endured it silently. There were beads of sweat droplets on her forehead.

She glanced into his bowl.

He didn’t eat anything.

No matter how dumb she is, she would know where he had put the drugs.

She couldn’t wait for the milk to arrive. She had to leave immediately.

“Sorry, I am not feeling well. I have to leave,” Shui Miaomiao stood up with all her might. Her hands were on the table as she shook her head. She was not going to wait for Manager Huang’s reply. She staggered to leave.

“Miss Shui,” Manager Huang immediately came forward to hold Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao pushed Manager Huang vigorously. Her vision was blurred, and her legs felt as if they were boneless. She went forward, unstably.

This feeling was very familiar.

This was how she had been sent to a room eight years ago. In order not to fall into a trap, she had climbed out of a window and into someone else’s window.

Entwined and entangled.

The man was holding her hips.

The hit was hard.

Each time to the deepest part.

She played along. Crazy and moaning.

When she woke up, what waited for her was her name destroyed, the darkness, lovers, relatives, friends. She lost all of them overnight.

Despair, pain, like a thorny vine wound around the once beating heart, pierced the heart. She was injected with the poison, which sucked away all her blood that was warmth.

She was left alone in the world.

Huang Zeke followed behind, looking at her graceful figure, slender long thin legs, and quite warped hips.

He would like to use her even when she was on her period, and then send her as a gift to Shen Mochen.

What difference would it make for her if she was used less or more?

Anyway, since he has Shen Mochen who is behind him, he would be fine.

Shui Miaomiao walked more and more feebly. Her legs were as if they were tied with heavy metal. She held onto the wall as she slid down to the floor. She squatted down with her body curled in.

Huang Zeke showed a bleak smile. He lifted Shui Miaomiao as he said maliciously, “I have booked a room upstairs. I’ll make you comfortable in a while.”

Shui Miaomiao pushed him. But she could not get any strength out of her hand. Instead, the need in her grew stronger and stronger.

Shui Miaomiao was enduring the feeling. Her forehead was covered with thick beads of sweat.

In the other private room, “Shen Mochen, Shui Miaomiao was not quite right. The man was helping her to the elevator,” said Jiang Nanfeng, who was observing the whole while as he turned his head.

Shen Mochen couldn’t be seen anywhere behind him.

Jiang Nanfeng opened his mouth and hurried out.

Huang Zeke had not managed to hold Shui Miaomiao and walk into the elevator. He saw Shen Mochen standing in the front desk, looking back, and calmly glancing at him with his calm eyes.

Huang Zeke shivered in his heart, smiled, and said, “President Shen, you came just at the right time. I was about to send Miss Shui back. She seemed to be drunk.”

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him for help. Her eyes were half narrowed, red inside, with water mist in it, like a layer of gauze in it. She was breathing fast, with her fed pulpy lips opened.

She could not endure the strong feeling in her body anymore. Her heart and mouth were burning like fire, and her hot body was sweating.

Shen Mochen glanced at Huang Zeke with a sharp look. His whole body had a cold aura. He went in front of Shui Miaomiao as he asked, “Do you want me to take you away?”

Shui Miaomiao subconsciously grasped on Shen Mochen’s arm and said firmly, “Take me with you!”

Shen Mochen showed a smile. Just because of this sentence, all the appointments that he had pushed, was all worth it.