"Fu Huaishen, what do you want to do? Put me down quickly," Ye Wan felt a wave of weakness wash over her, her body starting to feel hot. She pushed against him.
"Ye Wan, be my woman. I swear I will love you well!" Fu Huaishen had placed some special incense in the room, meant to enhance passion.
Ye Wan wasn't surprised by Fu Huaishen's actions. Many men had desired her. Her beauty had always been a great trouble. "Fu Huaishen, is this all you've got? You can't make me fall for you, so you're resorting to force? I'm telling you, even if you get my body, you'll never get my heart!"
"It doesn't matter. I'll get your body first, and then your heart. It's not too late!" Fu Huaishen said, moving to kiss her. Ye Wan dodged, and he captured her long neck.
Ye Wan struggled. He pinned her hands to her sides and continued to kiss her. Ye Wan was reaching her limit. She was weak and drugged, completely unable to resist. She could feel the man on top of her growing more excited.
The sudden ringing of a mobile phone jolted Ye Wan's senses. She suddenly sobered up. She knew she couldn't let this happen, so she mustered all her strength and bent her legs, striking Fu Huaishen in a sensitive area.
Fu Huaishen had thought Ye Wan was succumbing to their mutual attraction. He never expected she could be so ruthless at a time like this. Ye Wan forcefully pushed him off and quickly rolled to the other side of the bed, grabbing a heavy ashtray from the nightstand and aiming it at Fu Huaishen.
The man's face was flushed red. He lay on his side, his bath towel long gone. He wasn't flustered, propping his head up with his hand and smiling, "Ye Wan, you're not escaping today. You must be mine!"
Ye Wan looked at him coldly, her eyes filled with disgust. This made Fu Huaishen a little uneasy, but he believed there was no woman in this world he couldn't conquer. He hardened his heart and stared at her.
"Fu Huaishen, you should know me. If you force me again, even if you get me, you'll only get a corpse!" Ye Wan's eyes conveyed utter resolve.
Fu Huaishen recalled how she had once jumped from the third floor without hesitation to escape lascivious men who had tried to touch her. The third floor wasn't that high, nor was it low. If something went wrong, it was not impossible for her to die or be crippled.
His lust-filled mind had sobered up considerably, but he still didn't want to give up the prize within his grasp. These past few days, he had been bewitched by this girl. She was all he saw when he opened and closed his eyes.
After speaking, Ye Wan turned and headed towards the window. She slammed the ashtray hard against the thick glass. With a bang, the glass shattered. Cold wind rushed in, ruffling Ye Wan's long hair and clearing her hazy mind.
This wasn't the third floor; it was the twenty-eighth. If she jumped, she'd be splattered into a pulp!
Fu Huaishen's mind cleared completely. He quickly grabbed his bath towel, tying it as he said, "Don't jump. I'll let you go immediately. Hurry and leave. I'm going to take a shower!"
He turned and fled into the bathroom, not daring to look at Ye Wan again, for fear she would get agitated and actually jump.
He had seen how resolute this girl could be.
Who would want to die if they could live? Ye Wan dared not throw the ashtray. She quickly left the guest room. Her clothes were somewhat disheveled, causing passersby to turn and stare.
Ye Wan tried her best to maintain her composure. She left the hotel and hailed a taxi to the hospital to find Jin Lan.