He Tang woke up at 10 a.m.
Zhang Qian had already left, as he never stayed overnight here.
If it weren't for the soreness and mottled bruises on her body, everything that happened last night would seem like a nightmare.
Zhang Qian was never gentle with her in bed, and could even be described as brutal. In short, the more pain she felt, the more pleasure he derived.
Once he had vented, He Tang could relax temporarily for a few days, and the cycle would repeat...
Arriving in the living room, Secretary Jin, Zhang Qian's assistant, had long been waiting there.
Breakfast was ready on the dining table, along with the same old post-coital medicine.
Ever since she had been with Zhang Qian at 18 until now, she had never once conceived, all thanks to Secretary Jin's efforts...
He Tang swallowed the medicine first, washing it down with a gulp of water before she began to eat breakfast at the table.