Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

She took off the arm that had been tied to the top of her head, biting her teeth to loosen the belt, and bracing her weak body to sit up.

Leaning on the head of the bed, her eyes gradually turned red, and tears of humiliation burst out of her eyes.

The hands on one side were pinched by her last night, and the blood stains had dried up.

Although Ji Shaoheng was gone, his demonic voice was still playing in her ears, reminding her of the scene yesterday.

She thought that she would die last night and did not expect to be alive.

The phone rang suddenly and was very harsh in a quiet room.

She did not go to work, nor did she ask for leave, this time it should be a call from the company.

Fang Yaqing looked at the sofa. She entered the room last night and left her bag on the sofa. The phone was still in the bag.

The sofa was a few meters away from the bed, and now she had no pain in her body.

She gritted her teeth and lifted the quilt out of bed. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she pulled the wound underneath and slumped to the ground.

The phone hung up automatically and rang again after a while.

She dragged her broken body and slowly crawled to the sofa. Because she was not wearing any clothes, she shivered on the cold ground.

After crawling closer, she leaned against the edge of the sofa, took the phone out of her bag, and put it on her ear.

Tan Xi’s worried voice came: “Sister Fang, why didn’t you come to work today? Was it uncomfortable last night?”

Tears came to Fang Yaqing's eyes again, and his voice hoarsely said: "Talk West, do me a favor."

Hearing her speech was very weak, Tan Xi thought she was very sick: "You said."

"Take two days off for me." The throat was burning like pain, and her voice didn't seem to be her own.

Tanxi asked: "Okay, are you cold or are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, that's it, I'll hang up first."

Regardless of Tanxi's shouting there, she hung up the phone, crawled back to bed again, closed her eyes and rested.

I don't know how long after that she was woken up by the doorbell.

Ji Shaoheng has the key, and he is still angry, certainly not coming again.

But besides him, who else will come at this time?

She sat up dizzy in her head, endured the pain in her body, walked over to the bed, took her clothes from the closet and put them on, and then left the room.

She supported the handrail of the hallway toward the stairs. When she went downstairs, her legs were shaking, and she took the handrail of the stairs and moved one step at a time.

The doorbell became more and more rapid, and kept ringing.

When there were four or five steps, her legs softened and she rolled straight down the stairs.

After a slow delay, she got up, flicked her hairy eyes, and went to open the door.

Opening the door and seeing that the person outside was Tanxi, she supported the door frame to stabilize her body, and said weakly: "Why are you here?"

Tanxi saw her face pale, her lips stained with dried blood, messy hair, and red and swollen injuries on her forehead.

"Sister Fang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Then she closed the door.

Tan Xiyan quickly resisted: "You must be sick, I will take you to the hospital."

She didn't want anyone to see what she was like now, and she didn't want people to know what she experienced and suffered.

"No, Tanxi, you go back."

She had no strength in the military, so Tanxi pushed the door open at once, and she fell to the ground without the support of the door.