Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

"I don't want money, you just need to give me something of your own as collateral." The driver turned around and looked at Rong Jia and said with a smile.

Rong Jia was stunned. She had been beaten too much today, and she felt that her brain might be a little rusty.

"You...what do you mean?"

The driver smiled and said: "It doesn't mean anything? It's just what it means literally. Don't you understand?" After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and said to himself: "That's not right. The boss didn't say he was mentally retarded?"

Rong Jia noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, so she quietly opened the car door and wanted to get out.

This place is already close to her home, and as long as she moves quickly enough, escape is not completely impossible.

But as soon as the car door opened, the driver jumped out and said, "Hey, don't leave. You haven't left the fare yet. Do you want to leave and be a king?"

The driver grabbed Rong Jia and carried her to the trunk like a chicken.

Rong Jia was so frightened that she trembled: "You...who are you and what are you going to do?"

The driver opened the trunk, took out a brick from it, and then smiled at Rong Jia: "It's okay, I'm just getting the fare. Don't worry, it will be quick. You have to believe me, I will do it quickly and accurately.

The strength took mine particularly well.”

Before Rong Jia could figure out what was going on, she was pushed to the ground.

The driver pressed her upper body with his knee and pinned her right hand to the ground. Then he raised the brick, aimed it at Rong Jia's index finger, and quickly smashed it down.

Before Rong Jia let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, the driver had already stuffed a ball of rags that he usually used to clean the car windows into her mouth.

The driver pinched Rong Jia's bloody index finger and said, "Don't scream, what's your name? I'm collecting the fare reasonably. You don't look like a poor person, so you won't be in debt to me."

He felt that the brick inside was not working very well, so he banged it three more times.

"Well, now it's better..." But the middle finger next to it was still covered in blood. The driver scratched his head in embarrassment, "Uh, I'm so sorry. It was dark and I didn't see clearly. Hehehe

, I’m so sorry. I don’t think Miss is a fussy person, so let’s clear up the differences. Goodbye, if you have a chance in the future, if you take my car again, I will definitely give you a discount.”

After saying that, he quickly jumped into the car and ran away, leaving only a trail of exhaust fumes~~

There was a rag in Rong Jia's mouth, and the index finger of her right hand had turned into pulp, and the bones were all broken. The ten fingers were connected to her heart. The pain was beyond what her body could bear. Rong Jia couldn't even cry. Her will was blurred.

, but still wanted to crawl home.

But when she saw her right hand, the pain that stimulated her body caused him to collapse. Seeing this scene, Rong Jia's whole body collapsed instantly, her neck tilted and she passed out.

............

In contrast, Rong Jia had her fingers broken and was lying miserably on the cold street.

The top floor of Empire Tower A is full of spring scenery and the whole room is charming.

Lava was wearing a short nurse's skin. She was almost naked and had a stethoscope on her chest. The nurse's hat on her head had been lost long ago. The short skirt underneath was rolled up into a piece and hung around her waist. Her forehead was wet.

, hair stuck to her cheeks in strands, mouth open, moaning like a cat...

...

It’s the Chinese New Year, and I have developed a code-resistance disorder again. When I open a document, I feel like I’m chopping my hands. Trying to write a word feels like committing suicide. It’s so hard. Most importantly, I have no motivation at all.

Ah!