Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Zhuang Wei had been having a run of bad luck lately, getting badly beaten up, which made him much more restrained. He investigated his relationships with those around him and guessed that it was most likely related to Xu Qingcheng.

He felt humiliated, had no direct evidence, and dared not take action himself. He had been thoroughly harassed during this period.

However, if someone offers someone to him directly, he'd gladly accept it.

As the saying goes, "To die beneath a peony is to die a romantic death."

The wait was a bit long, but good things come to those who wait.

Zhuang Wei pushed open the door, and the person inside told him that the person was still unconscious.

He glanced inside and saw the woman tied up and thrown on the bed, her eyes blindfolded and her mouth sealed, her small face almost completely covered, leaving only her chin visible.

But with her shapely figure, just one glance and the thought of her smooth, tactile flesh made Zhuang Wei almost unable to resist.

He waved for people to leave quickly.

The door to the room closed, and the man walked toward the edge of the bed.

He went up and grabbed the woman's ankle, rubbing it. The woman on the bed twisted and turned, but her body was tightly bound and her mouth was sealed, so her struggles were useless.

"You woke up so quickly? Don't worry, I'll untie you in a bit." Zhuang Wei patted her with a smile. "Someone asked me to take some photos for her, let's get that done first."

As he spoke, he reached out and began to pull at the woman's clothes. The woman struggled frantically, but she couldn't stop him.

Then you can hear the clicking sound of a phone taking pictures, and the flash of light streaking across the eyes covered by the black cloth.

Tears streamed down my face, and a feeling of helplessness overwhelmed me.

Zhuang Wei's eyes turned red from the shock of the scene. After taking a picture with his phone, he didn't even have time to show her face before he attacked her.

Tears soaked the black cloth covering her eyes, and sobbing sounds escaped her lips.

……

Xu Qingcheng struggled with all her might, her wrists chafed raw by the rope, but apart from the pain, the rope didn't budge an inch, as if even broken bones wouldn't help.

The man's hand gripped her struggling wrist.

"Don't move."

Xu Qingcheng couldn't hear anything. She struggled desperately, kicking her legs down with all her might. The rope on her wrists was pulled tighter and tighter, as if it would crush her bones, but she seemed not to feel any pain at all.

The man pressed down on her head and forcefully untied the black cloth wrapped around her face.

The light suddenly shone into her eyes, making Xu Qingcheng's eyes bloodshot. The sudden light made her reflexively close her eyes, but it still couldn't stop her struggle.

She fell off the bed with a thud, her head hitting the floor so hard that she saw stars.

Fu Jingting lifted her up from the ground, raised her face, and cupped her cheeks in his hands. "Qingcheng, it's me."

The man's face came into view, and as Xu Qingcheng looked at him, tears suddenly welled up in her dry, aching eyes.

Fearing she would continue to hurt herself, and seeing that she had finally stopped struggling, Fu Jingting released his grip. He tore off the tape sealing her mouth and cut the ropes connecting her hands and feet.

Before he could even untie the ropes binding her hands and feet, Xu Qingcheng pounded her bound hands on him, crying as she did so, "Why didn't you make a sound when you came in? What were you doing, touching me like that? Haven't you ever touched me before? I thought you were a pervert!"

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably; she felt as if she had survived a catastrophe.

I was absolutely terrified just now.

You can't see it, you can't move it, everything is unknown and out of control.

All sorts of random thoughts flooded her mind: rape followed by murder, murder followed by rape, dismemberment and disposal of the body—a chaotic jumble of ideas. She even imagined being threatened with nude photos taken of her after surviving, only to be exposed and defrauded. These thoughts kept running through her mind from the moment she woke up, lying there too afraid to move. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she tried to calm herself down, the less she could.

It's easy to imagine that she felt like she was going crazy when a man's hand landed on her.

If he had made even the slightest sound, she wouldn't be so afraid.

Her punch was quite forceful, but Fu Jingting didn't seem to feel much pain. However, he couldn't let her continue, as his wrists were already scraped raw.

Fu Jingting simply sat on the ground like her, put his hands under her armpits and pulled her into his arms, saying, "I thought you weren't awake."

That's why no sound came out.

But he didn't touch her randomly. As soon as his hand touched her feet, he checked the rope binding her and made sure there was no other harm before thinking about removing the blindfold. Before his fingers even touched her face, she started struggling like a little madwoman.

Xu Qingcheng's tears just kept flowing down her face. She was still shaken. After the tension subsided, she felt completely exhausted. She leaned against him, unable to move, her face pressed against his shoulder, and her tears soaked into his shirt.

His shoulders were broad, his embrace warm, and his arms strong. Leaning against him like this, she felt inexplicably at ease. Rationally, she knew it wasn't appropriate, but right now she had no reason and didn't need it.

She rubbed her face haphazardly against his shoulder, wiping her tears on his shirt like a maliciously mischievous child.

Her body was still trembling slightly. Fu Jingting tightened his grip slightly, deliberately diverting her attention. "Did I touch you inappropriately?"

"I touched it."

"Where did you touch?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingcheng suddenly tried to look up, but he pressed her back down. "Let me untie the rope for you first."

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, knowing that now was not the time to dwell on this, and nodded gently.

Fu Jingting released her and first helped her untie the ropes from her wrists. Her wrists were red and scraped, but thankfully the bones were fine.

The same thing happened on my ankles.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Fu Jingting reached out to help her up, as the ground was too cold.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't stand up. She bent her knees, pressed her legs against her chest, and weakly pressed her face against her knees. "I can't stand up. Let me rest for a bit."

Her voice still carried a hint of sobbing, and although she tried her best to remain calm and composed, she couldn't shake off the lingering fear.

My hands and legs were still shaking, and my heart was beating fast.

"Then don't sit here." The man bent down and picked the person up, placing them on the bed to the side.

Xu Qingcheng opened her eyes and scanned the room. The room was decorated in a light gray modern style and was clean and tidy.

It really doesn't seem like a place where someone would be kidnapped.

Her mind raced, but she couldn't figure it out. Xu Qingcheng looked up at Fu Jingting, "Where is this?"