Although the drug had not yet taken effect, Zhu Dachang could not resist upon seeing Mu Anran’s charming appearance, “Alright, alright!”
As soon as he spoke, everyone instantly quieted down.
Zhu Dachang walked over to Mu Anran, grabbed her shoulders, and leaned his head in, desperately sniffing at her neck, “We’ve greeted, we’ve drunk, isn’t it about time we do something enjoyable…”
As he spoke, his wandering hands started to grope Mu Anran’s thigh.
Mu Anran was already a bit dizzy from drinking, and as soon as Zhu Dachang’s hand touched her thigh, she couldn’t suppress the churning in her stomach and vomited all over him.
“Ah!” Hebe screamed.
Zhu Dachang, looking at the filth on himself, instantly flew into a rage.
He slapped Mu Anran across the face and cursed furiously, “Damn it, you bitch, daring to vomit on me, you’re seeking death!”
The others, witnessing this scene, instantly fell silent.
Even Hebe, who had initially taken pleasure in others’ misfortune, felt a chill down his spine: that’s what you get for offending me; anyone who offends me deserves this fate.
The slap was heavy, causing Mu Anran’s delicate face to swell up instantly.
She sat slumped on the sofa, her ears ringing from the slap, her mind somewhat unclear.
What should I do?
Her phone was in the break room, and she had no chance to call for help.
If she didn’t escape now, this man would definitely kill her.
Mu Anran gritted her teeth, suddenly stood up, and rushed towards the door.
But just as her hand barely touched the doorknob, she felt her hair being grabbed.
The door had just begun to open a crack, only to be violently slammed shut again.
Zhu Dachang forcefully pulled Mu Anran, forcing her to look up, “You think I really invited you to greet people, drink wine, and talk business?
Thinking you can grab the project and run, how is that possible?
Get yourself cleaned up; I won’t miss a thing!”
Having said that, he roughly dragged Mu Anran towards the restroom.
The cold water showered down on their heads, the chilling sensation helping Mu Anran regain a trace of sanity, and she began to struggle desperately, “Bastard, let go of me!”
“I’m a bastard?
Just you wait, I can be even more of a bastard!”
In the shower, the chaos poured over Mu Anran’s body, drenching her from head to toe.
The white shirt was soaked through, outlining the delicate curves of the young girl’s body, the slender waist barely a handful, the hint of shoulder wells, full of allure.
He had been with so many women, but never one so petite and pure.
Zhu Dachang’s mind heated up in an instant, his blood pumping furiously.
He could no longer hold himself back.
He tore open the shirt on Mu Anran’s body.
The girl’s perfectly round fullness caught his eye, like the most beautiful dessert in the world.
Zhu Dachang leaned in to kiss her.
As sanity returned, Mu Anran snatched the shower head from his hand and fiercely struck him on the head.
“Ah!”
Zhu Dachang clutched his head.
Seizing the moment, Mu Anran ran!
But her entire body was soaked, and barefoot she slipped on the slick floor just outside the door, falling to the ground.
In a fury, Zhu Dachang dragged her back and threw her onto the large sofa in the lounge.
“You guys come here, hold her arms and legs for me.
Coming here just means you’re selling yourself, what are you pretending for?
After I’m done enjoying you, let’s see if you still pretend!”
What should I do?
Who can come to save her?
Mu Anran’s face was as pale as paper, her whole body wet, cowering fearfully in a corner.
Zhu Dachang’s mouth twisted into a wicked, lecherous grin, “After I’m done, it’s your turn.”
Having shouted that, he pounced directly at her.