"Ugh... let me go!"
The man's harsh breathing and scorching warmth enveloped her like a raging fire.
In the darkness of the night, Jiang Wenyin couldn't see the man's face and with all her strength, she tried to push him away.
However, the disparity in physical strength between men and women was too great, and she was no match for him.
After having his desires met, the man fell into a contented sleep.
Jiang Wenyin, suppressing the ache throughout her body, hastened to dress in her skirt and fled from the room as if escaping.
But at the very moment she entered the elevator, she bumped into Liang Wan coming out from the same elevator.
"Sorry," murmured Jiang Wenyin, her face a ghastly white. She quickly got into the elevator, pressing the close door button, her head bowed.
All she wanted to do was escape!
Liang Wan snapped back to reality, turning around in disbelief to look into the elevator.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, she could clearly see the face inside - it was Jiang Wenyin!
The woman who usurped her position!
This was the top floor of the Yun City Building, where there was only one presidential suite.
Judging by Jiang Wenyin's reaction, and the faint mark visible on her neck…
Did that mean Jiang Wenyin had run out from Zhou Yanqing's room?
Did they... did they do it?
A surge of immense hatred boiled within Liang Wan's chest instantly!
She had plotted so much, and with great difficulty, bribed people at tonight's drinking party to give Zhou Yanqing the drug. Timed her arrival perfectly to coincide with the drug's effects, only to find that Jiang Wenyan had beaten her to it?
Once composing herself, she quickly stepped in the room.
The room was pitch black, with Zhou Yanqing still sound asleep.
She sighed slightly in relief, a cold smile playing on her lips. She took off all her clothes, and lie beside Zhou Yanqing.
...
Jiang Wenyan left the clubhouse, too afraid to return to her villa with Zhou Yanqing.
She had been married to Zhou Yanqing for two years.
Even though Zhou Yanqing never touched her, she was afraid of him seeing her in such a state.
She was impure now…
The thought of it threw Jiang Wenyan into panic.
She took a cab back to the Jiang household, needing to freshen up and change clothes.
However, when she came back, her stepmother, Fang Lan, and stepsister, Jiang Lejun, were anxiously awaiting a call from Director Kong in the living room.
"Mum, don't you think Director Kong should have gotten Jiang Wenyan by now? Why hasn't he called yet? The role of the second female lead in his drama should rightfully be mine, right?"
Jiang Lejun is getting a bit impatient.
"What's the rush? Director Kong is well known for his playboy style in the industry, that certainly requires some time, doesn't it?" Fang Lan said.
Jiang Wenyane stood at the door, listening to their conversation, her body cold, her face grim.
Today, she went on her own to attend her grandmother's birthday feast. After all, Zhou Yanqing was reluctant when he married her.
In their two years of marriage, he had never been to her house, let alone accompany her to the birthday celebration.
But what she didn't expect was that this mother-daughter duo, who dared to put something in her drink and then send her to the club, not only made weird taunts at her at the banquet!
Thinking about this, she was filled with anger, directly walking towards them.
"Slap!"
A fierce slap landed on Fang Lan's face.
Fang Lan was stunned by the slap.
Jiang Lejun turned back around, looking at her incredulously, "Jiang Wenyan, you actually dare to hit my mom? Wait for it, I'm going to call grandma and dad right now!"
Jiang Wenyan grabbed her hand.
"Slap!"
A crisp slap landed on Jiang Lejun's face.
Her eyes were grim, like a bloodthirsty beast, staring intently at Jiang Lejun.
"Go ahead and call. As for the events of tonight, their effects will play out on all the CCTV recordings. Your father will know exactly what you've done and I am sure he will judge for himself!"
Both Fang Lan and Jiang Lejun's expressions changed dramatically. They did not dare to bring up the matter to Jiang Zhenlang.
In the past, when Jiang Zhenlang divorced his previous wife, Jiang Wenyan was still young. During her middle school years, she had been bullied at school and had been depressed for a great period of time.
Jiang Zhenlang felt profoundly guilty towards this daughter and hence had a partiality towards her.
Moreover, what happened today was not a minor issue. Should it escalate, neither mother nor daughter would emerge unscathed.
Jiang Wenyan did not wish to engage them further, dragging her tired body upstairs to her own room.
Jiang Lejun stared at Jiang Wenyan's retreating figure, nervously asking, "Mother, why has Jiang Wenyan returned so soon? Did she and Director Kong...?"
Fang Lan chuckled maliciously, "Are you blind to the mark on her neck? Seems like Director Kong was not exactly gentle!"
Jiang Lejun nodded her head, but soon revealed a worried expression, "Mom, do you think Jiang Wenyan might actually check the CCTV footage and tell dad?"
Fang Lan merely laughed, "She was able to marry into the Zhou family only because her mother had a successful surgery that saved the life of the Zhou patriarch. Desperate, her dying mother dared to entrust her daughter to them and only then did she manage to latch onto the lofty Zhou family!"
"Now that she is a daughter-in-law of the Zhou family, would she dare to expose such a matter? Would she still have face after that? Could she still remain in the Zhou family?"
Only then did Jiang Lejun find relief, "Then mom, you need to call Director Kong at once and ask when I can join the crew."
Fang Lan dialed Director Kong's number. From the other end came a disgruntled voice, "Forget about it. My reserved presidential suite was encroached upon by a big shot tonight. The little beauty you sent over, I haven't laid eyes on."
"As for your daughter's role, we'll discuss it later."
Upon hanging up the phone, Fang Lan's facial expression instantly changed.
Since Director Kong couldn't sleep with Jiang Wenyuan, then who could? A big shot? Which big shot?
Jiang Lejun, stomped her feet in anger. Was her first film going to be ruined just like that?
And crouched in the stairwell, Jiang Wenyuan heard every word of their conversation.
So it could be said that Jiang Lejun and her mother originally planned to give her to Director Kong, but were unexpectedly intercepted by a big shot that even Director Kong couldn't offend...
And that big shot actually did that to her...
Jiang Wenyuan didn't dare to think too much, as soon as she thought about tonight's experience, she wished she could tear Jiang Lejun and her mother to pieces and feed them to the dogs!
…
In the bathroom, the warm steam enveloped Jiang Wenyuan.
She fiercely scrubbed herself, trying to erase all traces, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t…
Her first time, had not been given to her husband. Instead, it was forcefully taken by a stranger!
Thinking about that, she cried uncontrollably, almost desolated.
That night, Jiang Wenyuan didn’t sleep much. The next morning, she went to the Kory Clubhouse to request surveillance footage.
However, she was told that last night's surveillance system had been hacked, and had been paralyzed for the entire night, only being repaired in the morning.
Kory Clubhouse, the most high-end club in the entire Cloud City, had complicated forces behind it. It was clearly not something she, a little girl, could deal with.
She returned to the villa she shared with Zhou Yiqing, utterly exhausted, and on the way, bought emergency contraceptives.
After taking the medicine, she was overcome with drowsiness and fell asleep groggily.
When she woke up, Zhou Yanching was surprisingly seated in her bedroom, on the sofa.
After all, in the two years since their marriage, Zhou Yanching had never once stepped into her bedroom.
Jiang Wenyan didn't dare to look at him at this moment, the thought of last night's event filling her with unceasing guilt.
Suddenly, a medicine box was tossed in front of her—it was the emergency contraceptive she had bought!
Jiang Wenyan abruptly raised her head, her eyes full of panic.
Zhou Yanching, clad in a black suit and a silver-gray tie, carried an imposing elegance around him. Yet, his aura was chilling to the bone.
"Jiang Wenyan, you should know that the Zhou family could never accept an impure woman as the head of the household."
Zhou Yanching looked at her coldly, with not a ripple of emotion in his eyes.
