Chapter 94

Update Time: April 9, 2013

Zhang Yang was stunned. He never thought that Pan Hui would faint; how much of a shock must she have received!

Am I that terrifying?

Frowning, he looked at Pan Hui lying on the ground for a while. After some thought, Zhang Yang picked her up. Before he picked her up, he didn't feel anything, but once he did, he realized how soft Pan Hui's body was, especially her chest, which trembled. After watching those adult videos, Zhang Yang was already somewhat stimulated. The scene before him made his blood boil, and he found it hard to control his excitement.

Zhang Yang placed Pan Hui on the bed in his bedroom.

After letting go, he looked at the unconscious Pan Hui, listening to the stimulating sounds coming from the speakers. Zhang Yang's breathing quickened.

His hands seemed to move involuntarily. He slowly raised them and gently placed them on Pan Hui's full chest. Since Wang Yue left, he hadn't tasted the flavor of a woman. The warmth and softness transmitted through his hands made Zhang Yang lose himself.

Zhang Yang's hands slowly moved over Pan Hui's chest, kneading, pinching, rubbing, and squeezing. He didn't notice that he was using all his skills, his devilish hands roaming over Pan Hui's body. Just as Zhang Yang was enjoying himself, Pan Hui moaned and slowly opened her eyes.

She saw Zhang Yang's hands inside her bra, touching her chest.

Pan Hui reflexively slapped Zhang Yang.

A slap echoed amidst the woman's moans.

Zhang Yang was first stunned, then angry. No one had ever slapped him before. He slapped Pan Hui back.

After the slap, Zhang Yang was also stunned.

What was happening here?

Zhang Yang didn't know why he had done such a thing! He was lustful, but he had never thought of forcing a woman. Even after gaining his special abilities, he restrained himself and tried not to peek at women's bodies. What was wrong with him today?

Was it because Pan Hui was his maid, and he had never really respected her, so he did this? Or was it because he was influenced by the video, leading him to act this way? Or was it because Wang Yue had been gone for too long, and he needed a woman to satisfy his physical needs?

At this moment, Zhang Yang's mind was in chaos.

Pan Hui was even more terrified. Before she fainted, she had already recognized Zhang Yang. When she woke up and saw his hands kneading her chest, it confirmed her suspicions.

The slap was just a reflex. Now, even if she had the courage, she wouldn't dare to hit him again.

She was afraid that Zhang Yang would kill her in a fit of anger.

Thinking of this, Pan Hui trembled all over, her face pale. She covered the cheek that Zhang Yang had slapped, looking pitiful.

Zhang Yang, who had calmed down a bit, became excited again when he saw Pan Hui's pitiful expression. A pitiful woman sometimes triggers a man's protective instinct, but sometimes it can also stimulate him, making his desires even stronger.

At this moment, Pan Hui was stimulating Zhang Yang. Seeing her with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful, a violent impulse rose in Zhang Yang's heart. Perhaps there is a devil hidden in everyone's heart, and today it just happened to be Zhang Yang's turn to burst out.

His hands, which had already been outside, once again entered Pan Hui's bra, touching her more forcefully than when she was unconscious, with even greater intensity. Even one of his fingers pinched Pan Hui's nipple and started to turn it.

Pan Hui cried out in pain.

Thinking of the fate that awaited her—rape, murder, dismemberment—Pan Hui could no longer control herself. She burst into tears and wailed, "Boss, I'm wrong, I know nothing, please let me go."

This wail woke Zhang Yang up.

He intended to pull his hands back, but the warmth of the two soft mounds made him reluctant to leave. In the end, Zhang Yang didn't pull his hands back and continued to ravage inside Pan Hui's bra, asking, "What do you know?"

He still didn't understand why Pan Hui was so scared, crying and running away. Now, facing his humiliation, she didn't even dare to resist, just begging for mercy. What the hell was going on?

Tears streamed down Pan Hui's face. She didn't dare say anything, just begging, "Boss, please let me go, I beg you, I beg you."

Zhang Yang, annoyed, cursed, "If you keep crying, I'll rape you!"

As soon as the words were out, Zhang Yang was stunned. Did he really say that?

A shocking scene unfolded. Pan Hui, who had refused to say anything, cried even louder, begging, "Boss, I didn't mean to. Please spare me."

"Tell me what you know," Zhang Yang said, his patience wearing thin.

Hearing Zhang Yang's cold voice, Pan Hui, crying, said, "I really didn't mean to. Boss, I won't tell anyone, I won't say anything. If anyone asks, I'll say the money is yours, and the jewelry is for me. Please spare me this time. I'll pack my things and leave Beijing, I won't come back. Please let me go."

Zhang Yang was initially confused, but slowly he began to see something amiss, a glimmer of insight.

"Do you know where this money came from?" Zhang Yang's voice was cold.

He really thought Pan Hui knew where the money came from? The more people who knew about Duan Fei, the more risk he faced. Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's hands involuntarily tightened.

Pan Hui, in pain, broke out in a cold sweat but didn't dare to cry out loud, enduring the pain, "I don't know, I know nothing."

"I told you to speak, did you hear me?" Zhang Yang said viciously.

Pan Hui, sobbing, said, "Your money and jewelry were stolen!"

Zhang Yang was stunned. He realized something was wrong; this wasn't what he had thought.

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Yang asked.

Pan Hui, crying, said, "You changed into unremarkable clothes, wore a wig, mask, sunglasses, and a hat when you left. When you came back, you had a backpack. You also sneaked out at night to scout. I, I really didn't know you were doing this."

Zhang Yang was completely stunned, with a strong urge to kick and curse. Damn, this woman has quite an imagination.

At this moment, the woman's voice from the computer speakers became more intense.

Pan Hui shivered and trembled all over.

Zhang Yang's hands were still on Pan Hui's chest, and he could clearly feel her body trembling.

"What about the sound from the computer? What do you think it is?" Zhang Yang asked, barely controlling his anger.

Pan Hui, possibly stimulated by Zhang Yang or pushed to the breaking point by fear, cried out, "You raped that woman. Ah, you monster, kill me."

This time, Zhang Yang didn't just want to kick; he wanted to vomit blood.

He wondered where he had hired this maid from. She should have been a screenwriter; it was a waste for her not to write scripts.

To connect what she saw and heard and quickly come up with a plausible story required a lot of imagination.

The burning desire and fiery heart that had been there before were now gone. At this moment, he really wanted to kill this woman.

Zhang Yang was sure that the most unlucky thing in his life wasn't meeting Wang Yue, but hiring this woman as a maid. How unlucky must he be to find such an exceptional maid?

Zhang Yang no longer had the desire to touch her and pulled his hands out, looking at the terrified woman before him, not knowing what to do!

Kill her? Don't be ridiculous, they had no grudge or enmity.

Let her go? In her current state, she would probably go to the police as soon as she got out!

Talk to her? Forget it, this woman is crazy; a normal person can't communicate with her!

Even when facing the mafia, his enemy Duan Fei, or the shrewd Hong Yaqin, Zhang Yang had never been so troubled.

God, are you playing with me?

Who the hell did I offend?