She also understood that she had no way out and no other choice. It was as if she had fallen into an abyss and could only see the faint light and the long years.

Three years is neither long nor short, but it is enough for anything to happen. She must persevere and cannot be underestimated by Yi Beihan. As long as she survives these three years, she will be liberated...

In the foggy mirror, Xia Yan followed his naked body and looked at the red and swollen face that had been slapped.

The tears burst and she could only hide in the bathroom and cry secretly. Her eye circles were swollen and black, and the blood on the corner of her mouth was wiped away, leaving only a light wound with a thin layer of scab.

She remembers Boss Zhang's deception and Liu Yuyan's slap one by one, and she remembers all these insults.

Three years is just over a thousand days. Just count the days and get through each day. Treat it as a long nightmare that you will wake up soon. As long as she lives and she persists, she will be fine.

The greatest victory.

Today is just the beginning.

Xia Yan took the silk bathrobe from the bathroom and draped it over her body. In the mist, her long hair shawled her shoulders, and her beautiful curves were also displayed in the mirror.

She was a puppet now. She numbed herself in her heart, then opened the bathroom door and walked towards Yi Beihan expressionlessly.

The clothes on Yi Beihan's body had been taken off, and his bronzed skin was exposed. During the ups and downs of his breathing, his abdominal muscles had an alluring sheen. However, Xia Yan had ignored all of this.

She stood in front of Yi Beihan, and he extended his wine glass to Xia Yan.

"Pour me a glass of wine."

Xia Yan silently followed the instructions and handed it to Yi Beihan.

He seemed to be dissatisfied with her performance. He always felt that she was too mechanical, and his irritable emotions welled up in his heart, and he wanted to release her.

She was his enemy, the enemy of blood feud, and he wanted to torture her severely.

Yi Beihan threw the goblet on the ground, and the purple-red liquid soaked the Persian velvet carpet, speaking in an unhappy tone.

"Speed, come to me!!!"

Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, her face turned red and her ears felt hot. She couldn't make such a bold move.

Although she was no longer a prostitute under Yi Beihan's "****", her movements were stiff and unfamiliar, and she was unable to cooperate at all.

He was obviously more annoyed by her slow pace and had no more patience. He looked at the shining watch on his hand.

"Asking a CEO to wait for you for twenty minutes is already the limit. Do you want me to wait any longer? If so, our contract will be invalid."

"Don't... I just do as you say."

She shook her head, a little nervous, and crawled directly to him with bare feet, avoiding her eyes, not daring to look at Yi Beihan's body, and tiptoed, like a child who was afraid of doing something wrong.

The velvet sheet was soft and smooth to the touch, just like the touch of skin. Her feet were stained with still dry water. She slipped in a panic and fell straight down.

"Stupid woman, do you want to seek wealth and kill yourself? Don't worry, if I die, you will feel worse than going to the 18th level of hell."

Before she fell towards him, Yi Beihan's long legs directly pressed against Xia Yan's body. She was like a leaning tower, motionless in the air.

Cold sweat appeared faintly on her forehead, and her back felt cold. She thought that what he just did was to kick her down.

"I……"

Nervous, panicked, and in a hurry, I was speechless for a while.

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Yi Beihan was speechless. He had nothing to say about her stupidity. He retracted his legs slightly and her whole body fell directly on his chest. She also understood that she had no way to go and had no other choice. She was like

It's like falling into an abyss, with only a faint light and long years visible.

Three years is neither long nor short, but it is enough for anything to happen. She must persevere and cannot be underestimated by Yi Beihan. As long as she survives these three years, she will be liberated...

In the foggy mirror, Xia Yan followed his naked body and looked at the red and swollen face that had been slapped.

The tears burst and she could only hide in the bathroom and cry secretly. Her eye circles were swollen and black, and the blood on the corner of her mouth was wiped away, leaving only a light wound with a thin layer of scab.

She remembers Boss Zhang's deception and Liu Yuyan's slap one by one, and she remembers all these insults.

Three years is just over a thousand days. Just count the days and get through each day. Treat it as a long nightmare that you will wake up soon. As long as she lives and she persists, she will be fine.

The greatest victory.

Today is just the beginning.

Xia Yan took the silk bathrobe from the bathroom and draped it over her body. In the mist, her long hair shawled her shoulders, and her beautiful curves were also displayed in the mirror.

She was a puppet now. She numbed herself in her heart, then opened the bathroom door and walked towards Yi Beihan expressionlessly.

The clothes on Yi Beihan's body had been taken off, and his bronzed skin was exposed. During the ups and downs of his breathing, his abdominal muscles had an alluring sheen. However, Xia Yan had ignored all of this.

She stood in front of Yi Beihan, and he extended his wine glass to Xia Yan.

"Pour me a glass of wine."

Xia Yan silently followed the instructions and handed it to Yi Beihan.

He seemed to be dissatisfied with her performance. He always felt that she was too mechanical, and his irritable emotions welled up in his heart, and he wanted to release her.

She was his enemy, the enemy of blood feud, and he wanted to torture her severely.

Yi Beihan threw the goblet on the ground, and the purple-red liquid soaked the Persian velvet carpet, speaking in an unhappy tone.

"Speed, come to me!!!"

Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, her face turned red and her ears felt hot. She couldn't make such a bold move.

Although she was no longer a prostitute under Yi Beihan's "****", her movements were stiff and unfamiliar, and she was unable to cooperate at all.

He was obviously more annoyed by her slow pace and had no more patience. He looked at the shining watch on his hand.

"Asking a CEO to wait for you for twenty minutes is already the limit. Do you want me to wait any longer? If so, our contract will be invalid."

"Don't... I just do as you say."

She shook her head, a little nervous, and crawled directly to him with bare feet, avoiding her eyes, not daring to look at Yi Beihan's body, and tiptoed, like a child who was afraid of doing something wrong.

The velvet sheet was soft and smooth to the touch, just like the touch of skin. Her feet were stained with still dry water. She slipped in a panic and fell straight down.

"Stupid woman, do you want to seek wealth and kill yourself? Don't worry, if I die, you will feel worse than going to the 18th level of hell."

Before she fell towards him, Yi Beihan's long legs directly pressed against Xia Yan's body. She was like a leaning tower, motionless in the air.

Cold sweat appeared faintly on her forehead, and her back felt cold. She thought that what he just did was to kick her down.

"I……"

Nervous, panicked, and in a hurry, I was speechless for a while.

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Chapter completed!