She went to the garden to find him and happened to see him falling.
Naturally, she went up to help him, but Qi Ruisen was very tall, and her frail body couldn’t support him at all.
As a result, both of them fell to the ground, and he ended up on top of her.
That day was really unfortunate.
The scene of them lying on the ground was just seen by Qi Ruigang, who had just returned.
Mo Lan could never forget the look in his eyes at that mont.
Sharp, dark, cold, cruel—
It was that night that he ruthlessly tornted her.
At that ti, she was still in school, just a student, only 18 years old. Other than the death of her parents, she had never experienced any suffering.
But that day, she endured endless tornt and humiliation, as Qi Ruigang relentlessly tornted her.
Then he crushed her ribs, she had multiple fractures all over her body, and she was swollen and festering below.
She lay in the hospital for a long ti, and from that point on, she was very afraid of his touch and strongly resisted doing those things.
Later, when her body recovered, Qi Ruigang had desires a few tis, but she was unwilling.
He thought she was thinking of Qi Ruisen, which made him even more disdainful of touching her.
He was naturally violent, and because their marital relationship deteriorated, he suspected she had an affair with Qi Ruisen, so he frequently tornted her to achieve revenge on Qi Ruisen.
No woman, after experiencing what she did, would like to make love.
Her aversion was due to fear and disgust.
For so many years, she had no desire and lived a life of simple abstinence.
That’s why her frigidity could not be cured...
...
Mo Lan was lost in her own thoughts and did not answer his question.
Qi Ruigang’s face darkened: "I’m asking you a question!"
She raised her eyes and said blandly, "It can’t be cured."
"I’m asking when it started!" Qi Ruigang was angry; didn’t she understand what he was saying?
Mo Lan sneered coldly, "Seven years ago, it’s because of you that I beca like this. Now you want to cure , how ironic!"
Qi Ruigang’s face froze slightly, and his expression grew even more grim and terrifying.
Mo Lan ignored him, turning her body to lay with her back to him.
Qi Ruigang’s chest felt very stuffy, he didn’t even know why he was so angry.
He simply got up and went out to the smoking room to smoke...
Flying from A City to London takes more than ten hours.
Mo Lan woke up from a nap and found it was already dark.
The room was lit by a soft white wall lamp, Qi Ruigang was not in the room, leaving her alone.
Mo Lan didn’t feel like opening the door to go out.
She went to turn on the TV opposite and inserted a movie disc.
The disc had hundreds of movies.
Mo Lan selected a romantic art film to watch.
After watching for a short while, Qi Ruigang opened the door and ca in.
He had just taken a shower, wearing a black bathrobe. He had always been tall and well-built, though his face was that of an Oriental, his body was definitely the fra of a Westerner.
Combined with his regular exercise, he looked even more robust and formidable.
Beneath the bathrobe, his legs were long and sturdy, entirely composed of sleek flowing muscles.
He strode towards the bed, a strong male hormonal scent following him.
Mo Lan was inexplicably nervous, yet she still calmly watched the movie.
Qi Ruigang lay down next to her, glanced at the screen, and mocked disdainfully, "Stop watching such aningless things!"
"..."
Mo Lan ignored him, and he added, "Go take a shower, there are clothes for you in the bathroom."
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