Chapter 1125 The Campus Car Overturned

Yan Ge: "My clothes are torn and I can't wear them anymore, what should I do?"

Zhu Rong: "Isn't today Saturday?"

He didn't wait for Yange to respond, and continued: "Then don't wear it, I'll send someone to bring you clothes tomorrow."

Yan Ge's eyes widened, and he stared at Zhu Rong in disbelief.

Zhu Rong still remembered how she behaved wildly on the bed last night.

Seeing her eyes at this moment seem innocent and inexperienced.

Zhu Rong's heart was about to move, but his voice remained calm, and he sneered, "What? I've seen it so many times, and you're still shy?"

Yan Ge pursed her lips, angry and ashamed, blushing. She glared at Zhu Rong, wanting to refute, but because she was the inferior one, she had to hold back, but her fingers tightly grasped the bath towel wrapped around her body. .

It seems that it is very hard to endure.

Seeing her reaction like this, Zhu Rong guessed that she might have completely forgotten all the drunken things she did last night.

He simply reminded her: "Last night was quite rough, why, got out of bed today and became a chaste and martyr?"

Yan Ge was so humiliated that he was about to cry, his eyelashes trembled, and his tears looked so pitiful. He hesitated to refute several times, and finally bowed his head slightly, with a few strands of long hair loose, revealing a section of pure white Neck: "Mr. Zhu, are you complimenting me?"

Zhu Rong laughed, reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms: "Tell me what you did last night, so I can praise you."

Yan Ge's body froze immediately, with a look of alertness and fear, and said to him from left to right: "Mr. Zhu, aren't you going to work today?"

"Today is Saturday."

He pulled the towel off her body with great strength, and continued to ask, "Tell me, what did you do last night?"

Yan Ge thought for a while with a blank face: "It hurts."

But Zhu Rong ignored her voice of protest.

Yan Ge bit her lip: "Mr. Zhu, you look very angry?"

Zhu Rong sneered: "Tell me why I am angry?"

Yan Ge's face turned pale: "Did I offend Mr. Zhu last night?"

She explained weakly: "I, I drank alcohol, and what happened afterwards is not clear. If I offend Mr. Zhu, I hope Mr. Zhu will not care about it."

Zhu Rong sneered: "Can you leave after drinking? Who knows if you're just pretending?"

He squeezed Yange's chest with his fingers one by one, the strength of his hand was so heavy, Yange was trembling with pain, but he trembled and did not dare to dodge, his painful eyes were filled with tears, his eyes were stubborn and wronged, His eyes were on Zhu Rong's chest.

Zhu Rong: "What? Is it a tacit consent not to speak?"

Yan Ge's eyelashes trembled, and a tear fell on Zhu Rong's chest.

"Mr. Zhu." She whispered, "Are you tired of me?"

She pushed Zhu Rong away violently, and got out of bed: "I'm leaving now."

Her pale pink dress had a broken side zipper and a torn seam, and her blouse, which was not damaged, was left dirty on the carpet because it was soaked in wine.

She didn't care about the dirt, she shed tears while wearing it.

Zhu Rong got up and stood at the door of the bedroom, staring at Yan Ge expressionlessly: "You get out of here, starting today, I won't pay your mother's hospital expenses again."

Yan Ge's body froze, he raised his head, and stared at him with tears all over his face.

Zhu Rong laughed: "People are always hesitating at crossroads. Their spiritual integrity is still material reality. Most people are very greedy and want to have both. Unfortunately, they don't care about their own weight. Not entitled to all."