Chapter 1 Do You Remember It was raining lightly.
Ji Wan walked out of Jiangcheng Prison and looked up at the gray sky. For no reason, he thought of Cheng Che'an's eyes, which were equally turbid and dim.
After only three years in prison, her formerly handsome and gentle fiancé was tortured into this state.
She pursed her lips and took out her phone to call a taxi, but the screen suddenly lit up.
The caller's name read [Fu Wei], which made her fingertips suddenly feel cold.
After answering the phone, Ji Wan tried her best to stay calm: "Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"
"where are you?"
The man's deep and cold voice came from the receiver, making Ji Wan's body stiffen suddenly.
If he knew that her lover came to see his ex-fiancé, he would probably be furious.
Ji Wan lied casually: "I was shopping in the supermarket."
On the other end of the phone, Fu Wei sneered: "Really?"
Ji Wan subconsciously curled up her palms, still thinking about what to do if he continued to ask, but the man said quietly: "Come to Jinghu Club 306."
Hearing this, Ji Wan subconsciously looked towards the tall buildings by the lake in the distance.
Jinghu is on the top floor of that building. It's not considered one of the top clubs in Jiangcheng. It's still located in the suburbs. Why would he suddenly come here?
Did he know?
"Okay, Mr. Fu."
Ji Wan endured the tremor in her voice and said calmly: "There is a bit of traffic jam at this time, I will come as soon as possible."
Fu Wei just chuckled and hung up the phone without saying anything else.
Ji Wan listened to the beeping on the other end, stuffed her cell phone stiffly into her bag, took a taxi to the nearest shopping mall, changed clothes and touched up her makeup, and estimated that it was almost time before arriving at Jinghu Club.
The waiter led her to the door of the private room. Ji Wan calmed down and opened the door, only to see Fu Wei sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, chatting happily with two middle-aged men wearing suits and big bellies.
Seeing her coming, Fu Wei twitched his lips and said, "Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhou, I have taken cold medicine today and cannot drink. Please let me, the secretary, accompany you two."
He waved to Ji Wan, his dark eyes seemed calm, but inexplicably made Ji Wan feel chilled.
"Okay, Mr. Fu."
Soon, a meek smile appeared on her face, she sat next to him, raised her wine glass, and toasted to the two men: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhou, I'd like to toast both of you."
"So this is Secretary Ji next to Mr. Fu? I heard that Mr. Fu is very fond of Secretary Ji and is willing to come all the way to accompany us?"
The two of them looked at Ji Wan with startling and meaningful eyes.
Fu Wei just smiled indifferently.
Ji Wan took time out to visit the prison. He didn't eat anything from morning to night, but after a few glasses of wine, a thin stream of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The two customers didn't want to embarrass a girl like her. They put down their wine glasses and said, "Mr. Fu, why don't we just drink here today? I think Secretary Ji's face doesn't look good."
Ji Wan just breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to go to the bathroom to relax, when she felt a big hand pinch her shoulder.
"What's so much wine?"
Fu Wei came closer to her, his hand was not heavy, but he pressed her firmly on the sofa: "It's not easy to make an appointment with the two of you. If I don't let you two have a good time, people will say that I don't know how to entertain guests." Said, Ji Wan, keep drinking."
Ji Wan's body trembled slightly and her face became paler.
At this time, the two customers also saw that Fu Wei seemed to be deliberately tormenting the little , Fu Wei made an impromptu appointment with them. It happened that they also asked Fu Wei for help. Mr. Fu was willing to do whatever it took, so they had no choice but to cooperate.
Mr. Lin took the lead in picking up the cup.
Ji Wan already felt pain like a knife in her stomach. Her stomach had never been very good. During the three years she had been Fu Wei's secretary, her body had been drained by drinking parties and working overtime around the clock.
But when she faced Fu Wei's dark eyes, she didn't dare to retreat. She could only raise her glass stiffly and drink the spirits on the table into her mouth.
After drinking an unknown number of glasses, her vision was so painful that she finally couldn't control herself, stumbled up and rushed into the bathroom, spitting out a puddle of wine-smelling filth.
Fu Wei stared at her back with a cold expression, and patted her knee with his long and slender hands.
When Lin and Zhou saw this, they were afraid that this man would force them to cause trouble and kill people again, so they quickly made an excuse to leave.
Ji Wan vomited in the bathroom, looked up at his pale face in the mirror, pinched his palms to force himself to wake up, rinsed his mouth and staggered out.
The box was already empty. Fu Wei opened the curtains of the French window and stood in front of the window smoking.
A trace of hatred flashed in Ji Wan's eyes, but she lowered her eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Fu, should I instruct the driver to take you back?"
The man turned around, suddenly approached her, reached out and pinched her chin.
"Go back? If you don't look twice, you don't know when you can see it next time."
Ji Wan was stunned for a moment, and the next second, he had dragged him to the floor-to-ceiling window.
"do not want!"
"don't want?"
Fu Wei pinched her chin and forced her to look in the direction of Jiangcheng Prison: "Ji Wan, are you really affectionate and loyal to Cheng Che'an? It's been three years and you're still thinking about him?"
Ji Wan's body stiffened.
So he knew he was coming to see Cheng Che'an?
His slender hands tightened around her: "Ji Wan, have you forgotten who you are... and what will happen if you offend me?"
When is the head? She was forced to stare in the direction of Jiangcheng Prison, with hatred in her eyes.
It was the first night of the night. Even the suburbs were brightly lit, but the prison seemed dark and inexplicable.
Three years ago, her fiancé Cheng Che'an got emotional and went to see Fu Wei with a knife.
His childhood sweetheart, Bai Yueguang, Shen Yufei, blocked a knife for him and is still unconscious until now.
She risked herself to plead for mercy, and Cheng Chean was sentenced to only three years.
The condition of his plea is that she become his bedmate and secretary.
Cheng Che'an's sentence is almost over. Does he plan to use this last time to humiliate and revenge her more crazily?
"Ji Wan, if you don't want anything to happen to Cheng Che'an before he is released from prison, just be obedient to me."
"The sins you should atone for him have not yet been fully redeemed. Next time, don't make me unhappy again. With just one word from me, Cheng Chean can stay in jail for a few more years."
"remember……"
Her voice was thin and trembling, with an unconcealable choking sound.
(End of this chapter)
