The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

Two months have passed since the start of the school year.

During this period, Jiang Duo meticulously calculated the time every day and made sure to meet with Shen Ci without fail.

Although their so-called "dates" mostly consisted of sitting side by side at a desk, each immersed in books and documents.

But Jiang Duo seemed to have become addicted to this quiet way of getting along.

As long as he could catch a glimpse of her quiet profile out of the corner of his eye and hear their steady, intertwined breathing, he felt incredibly at ease and content.

Moreover, he has been very restrained during this period.

He could always stop in time when the kiss got passionate.

He could sense that Shen Ci was slowly accepting him.

Therefore, he couldn't bear to break this beautiful moment, and he didn't want her to feel any discomfort.

On the first day of the May Day holiday, Shen Ci had just gone downstairs and hadn't walked more than a few steps.

Not far from the entrance of the building, a gray sedan suddenly opened its door.

Two burly men wearing sunglasses walked briskly toward her.

Shen Ci's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously took two steps back, but the other person's movements were too fast. Before she could turn around, two rough and strong hands tightly restrained her arms and half-dragged and half-pulled her into the back seat.

"Take her phone out and throw it away."

The woman in the passenger seat spoke coldly.

Although she was wearing sunglasses and a mask, Shen Ci still recognized her voice.

It's Shen Yu.

The man beside her roughly grabbed Shen Ci's handbag, pulled out her phone, rolled down the car window, and with a flick of his wrist, the phone disappeared into the street outside.

The carriage was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Shen Ci forced herself to calm down. She subtly rubbed the ring on her finger, her eyes sweeping sharply ahead, and said in a stern voice, "What you are doing is illegal. Please let me off immediately!"

Shen Yu made a hand gesture from the front.

The man behind her took out a piece of cloth and covered her mouth.

A pungent smell hit her, and Shen Ci struggled for a moment before her vision went black.

When she woke up again, she was lying on a dilapidated bed.

Shen Yu sat down next to him.

"You're awake."

"Shen Yu," Shen Ci said, propping herself up to sit, her voice still a little hoarse, "what are you up to this time? Wasn't the lesson learned last time enough?"

Upon hearing the word "last time," Shen Yu felt as if a sore spot had been touched.

She suddenly took off her mask and sunglasses.

When Shen Ci saw her face clearly, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Shen Yu looked much thinner than before, and her heavy makeup still couldn't hide her deeply sunken eye sockets.

She had a fresh wound on her left cheek, which had scabbed over and was still red at the edges.

Looking into Shen Ci's eyes, Shen Yu touched her face, the resentment in her heart tightening like a poisonous vine.

After her collaboration with Bai Yifeng failed, Bai Yifeng was sent abroad, while she was framed and her family went bankrupt.

Her father took his anger out on her all the time, sometimes even hitting her with a bottle and calling her a good-for-nothing.

Later it became even more outrageous—

In order to conduct business, her father got her drunk and sent her to the beds of his former business partners.

Those people were old and ugly, and reeked of alcohol and cigarettes.

The things they did to her made her want to vomit just thinking about them.

Once, when she resisted, she was slapped so hard that her eardrum perforated and kept ringing for several days.

She later learned that a young man surnamed Xie had saved Shen Ci at the banquet, and that he was probably the one who had retaliated against Bai Yifeng and their family behind the scenes.

Shen Yu stared at Shen Ci in front of her.

She was even more beautiful than before, with fair skin and bright eyes, and she remained calm even after being kidnapped.

On what grounds?

They both have the surname Shen, so why is she doing better and better?

She had such outstanding suitors and was cherished like a precious gem.

She was reduced to serving those disgusting, ugly things and filling the bottomless pit in her family's finances!

Just a few days ago, Shen Yu was severely slashed on the face by a wealthy man surnamed Zheng because he didn't "serve" her well enough.

Just as the man was about to continue hitting her, in order to protect herself, she blurted out that she had a cousin who was as beautiful as an angel and highly educated, and that she could bring her to serve the wealthy businessman once.

The wealthy businessman immediately became interested upon hearing this.

When she learned that her cousin was just the daughter of an ordinary businessman, she couldn't wait any longer. She sent people and a car to stake out Shen Ci's house during the holiday, following the address she gave them.

At this moment, looking at Shen Ci who was completely unharmed, Shen Yu laughed in a twisted way, her eyes filled with insane jealousy and pleasure.

"Learned from last time? Shen Ci, today I'll let you taste what it means to wish you were dead!"

Shen Yu is not afraid of Xie's revenge.

Last time, Shen Ci escaped by sheer luck, and she was still pure and innocent. Naturally, the man surnamed Xie treated her like a treasure and protected her tightly.

This time, however, there will be no mishap.

That old man is notoriously perverted in this regard; his methods are incredibly dirty, and none of the women he's been with have ever come out unscathed.

After Shen Ci was "enjoyed" by him, with those marks on her body, that young master would only feel disgusted. How could he possibly have the time to stand up for her?

Shen Yu looked around the dark, dilapidated little house, where even the windows were nailed shut, and laughed even more wildly.

She had already scouted the place; it was extremely remote, with not even a utility pole around, let alone security cameras.

Even if Shen Ci wants to sue in the future, she won't be able to produce any evidence to prove that Shen Yu was involved in this matter.

As long as I can see Shen Ci being trampled into the mud just like myself.

As long as I can see her usually calm and composed face breaking down, screaming, and begging for mercy on that filthy bed.

As long as I can see her fall from grace, even more badly than her.

Shen Yu felt incredibly comfortable.

She even curved the corners of her mouth into a smile, reaching out to straighten Shen Ci's disheveled collar, her movements as gentle as if she were taking care of a younger sister who was about to get married.

"Youyou, don't worry," she whispered, "he'll be here soon."

The door was pushed open as soon as the words were spoken.

A man in his fifties walked in, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his belt buckling around his stomach, creating a bulge of flesh.

As soon as he entered, he frowned, waved his hand vigorously in front of his nose, and scanned the cramped room with disgust, cursing at Shen Yu:

"What the hell kind of lousy place did you pick? It smells moldy, it's ruining my mood..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

His gaze passed over Shen Yu and landed directly on Shen Ci, who was sitting on the bed.

The man's voice stopped abruptly, his mouth slightly open, unable to close again.

His previously cloudy eyes widened instantly, revealing an undisguised, nauseating greed and amazement.

This...this is the ultimate in human perfection!

The young woman leaned against the headboard, her hair a little messy, her face pale as the effects of the medication had not yet completely worn off.

But those eyes, clear and bright, like black jade immersed in a cold pool, were astonishingly bright.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his breathing instantly became heavy.

He licked his chapped lips, his gaze, like a sticky venomous snake, slid inch by inch from Shen Ci's delicate face to her slender neck, and then to her waist that could be encircled by one hand.

"Great...that's really great..."

The man muttered to himself, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and fervor. He suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely at Shen Yu, but his tone was full of admiration.

"You've got guts! If this girl is really as clean as you say, I'll revive your dad's company!"

Having said that, he reeked of cigarettes and alcohol and had a suffocatingly lewd gaze, like a starving beast, and approached Shen Ci step by step.