The cold night was gloomy and obscure.

　　It was past two in the morning, and the streets were empty. There was only the desolate northern winds that attacked this bustling city.

　　In the luxurious presidential suite on the top floor of the only seven-star hotel in City B, a level-ending banquet would be held.

　　There was silence in the exquisite and beautiful bedroom. The whole glass window was open, and the dark colors poured in through the window.

　　The door was pushed open from the outside, and a tall and strong figure entered. In the darkness, one could vaguely tell that it was a young and sharp man.

　　From far to near, the lights on the bedside wall reflected the man. He was wearing a black shirt, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He was extremely handsome, and his temperament was cold and mysterious.

　　The girl on the bed twisted her body in a daze and let out a sound of pain. Then, she propped herself up on her dizzy forehead. However, due to the combination of the effects of the wine and the alcohol, she was still in a daze and couldn't see the situation in front of her.

　　She smelled a faint smell of cigarettes and looked up.

　　Carrying the light and shadow on his back, the man smoked half of the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the crystal smoke and ashes ashtray on the bedside table.

　　Tong Yu shook her head and opened her eyes to explore this unfamiliar environment. Her heart throbbed when she saw the solid figure in front of her.

　　"Are you the one?" The man stood by the bed, looking down at her with his cold voice.

　　"Who are you? Where are you?" Tong Yurou felt dizzy. It was a strange male voice.

　　"It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know that after tonight, you will become a real woman." The man's voice was gloomy, and there was anger in his face.

　　"Ah..." Tong Yugu was so scared that she became much more sober. She grabbed a wisp of reason and tried to escape from danger.

　　"Be good and bear all of this. Just like me, I have no other choice." When the man saw her stepping back, Xin Chang's body suddenly pressed down on her.

　　It was like a wall that could not be shaken.

　　"Don't... don't touch me!" The woman reached out and pushed him hard, but she couldn't. The man caught her hands at the same time.

　　The man fretfully pulled his tie and tied up her restless hands. Finally, he made two circles around the empty part on the bedside.

　　"No! Don't do this to me, let me go!" Tong Yurou's whole body was stiff, but her hands couldn't move.

　　The man didn't want to talk nonsense with her anymore.

　　"I'll strip her clean!"

　　She struggled and resisted with all her strength.

　　"Ah..." She let out a cry of pain.

　　Suddenly, a voice came from the top of her head. Then, her body was turned over by force, and her head was tightly pressed by the man's big palm and stuck to the sheets.

　　The two lights on the wall were turned on by the man's hand, and the room was surrounded by circles of light.

　　However, Tong Yugu didn't even have a chance to see him. Her head was firmly held and her long hair was scattered.

　　"No... no..." Her lips were moving, and she was extremely weak.

　　However, the man did not care about her at all. He only hated her to vent his anger.

　　Finally, the weak girl lay down weakly. There was not a trace of blood on her porcelain-white face.

　　She passed out.

　　The man looked at the bloodstains on the sheet and sneered.

　　He didn't expect that she was still a clean virgin.

　　The man went straight out of bed, walked into the bathroom, washed himself, and came out. He picked up his clothes and slowly put them on.

　　The shy girl on the bed was like a fresh rose that had been picked off in an instant. She cruelly grabbed the petals and withered.

　　Ling Da didn't spare him another glance. After tidying himself up, he opened the door and left.

　　What he didn't expect was that not long after he left, the girl who pretended to be dead on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

　　Tears fell from her eyes and hid in the sheets.

　　It was him!