Chapter 685 - 4:
Chapter 685 - 4:
She knew it!This man wouldn’t be so easy to deal with.
He took the phone and removed the SIM card.
Sheng Yi wanted to curse him, but the words wouldn’t come out. Suddenly, she remembered that without a SIM card, as long as she connected to WiFi, she could still make video calls, even send WeChat messages. Thankfully, she wasn’t foolish, and Qin Bing must have overlooked this, only taking out the SIM card.
But when she tried to connect to WiFi, she found the WiFi in her room was blocked.
She couldn’t connect to it at all.
Although other WiFi networks appeared on the page, she couldn’t use them. It was her fault for not having a universal key saved for emergencies. Sheng Yi didn’t get discouraged and tried connecting one by one, hoping she might get lucky and connect suddenly; the usual digits were limited.
As it turned out, her luck wasn’t good, not a single one could be connected.
"Qin Bing, you—!!" Sheng Yi couldn’t help but explode in anger.
She turned around only to see that, unbeknownst to her, the man had already walked up behind her, standing too close for comfort.
Sheng Yi was startled, raising her hands in a crossed position in front of her: "Why do you walk without making a sound."
Qin Bing: "Yiyi was too focused on her phone, and didn’t hear me coming."
As Qin Bing stepped forward, Sheng Yi retreated, her back pressing against the glass as she realized she was backed into the floor-to-ceiling window. The man before her seemed to have no intention of stopping, advancing step by step until she had nowhere to escape.
Sheng Yi was frightened, her fear clearly expressed on her face, she wanted to negotiate, but her voice was hoarse as soon as she spoke: "Cousin, I’m scared, I want to rest."
The strands of hair near her ear were teased by his fingers, he asked her: "Scared of what?"
Sheng Yi nearly burst into tears, she spoke softly and vulnerably: "I... I want to rest, I really want to rest."
Qin Bing released the strand of hair by her ear and suggested: "Why not together?"
Sheng Yi was so scared her eyes turned red, her lips trembled once, then again. Qin Bing saw the girl was about to cry, he smirked and lightly pressed her cheek with the back of his fingers: "Alright, go rest, I won’t scare you anymore."
These few short words felt like a pardon to Sheng Yi.
She turned and ran into the bedroom.
Behind her, Qin Bing’s voice came: "Yiyi, marrying me is only a matter of time. Sleeping with you is inevitable, though at this moment, it doesn’t matter much to me. I’m giving you respect, don’t feel disappointed."
Sheng Yi’s escape halted, her back stiffened harshly.
In the next moment, she dashed into the bedroom, shut the door, and locked it.
She knew the lock on the bedroom was useless.
Qin Bing could open the suite door, so a simple bedroom door would be even easier for him.
Whether he’d let her go depended solely on his mood.
Sheng Yi leaned against the door and breathed lightly, today’s experiences were overwhelming, making her little heart almost unable to bear it. Thinking of Dao An still made her heart ache, but the current situation distressed her more, because she couldn’t escape Qin Bing’s control.
Agitated, she tousled her hair, then lay on the large bed with her phone.
After some thought, she sat up.
In her mind, the words cycled endlessly: I can’t escape, I can’t escape, I can’t escape.
The space where Qin Bing resided seemed to have created an enormous invisible cage for her. While she was trapped inside, no one else could enter, and she couldn’t escape.
But what should she do?
Perhaps she should submit to him, obediently returning home with him and discuss it later.
After all, this was abroad, she was penniless, without any documents, with nowhere to run. Qin Bing could easily capture her by pinching the back of her neck, leaving her no room for resistance.
However, Sheng Yi was not willing.
She didn’t want to resign herself to fate just yet. Once she accepted it now, she’d have to accept it back home too. Just because Dao An had hurt her didn’t mean she should become disillusioned and overlook her future. She still had her glorious youth ahead of her, and she didn’t want to marry a man she didn’t love and suffer.
Perhaps it was the recklessness born of desperation.
She walked to the bedroom window and looked down, the high-rise building was over ten floors up, below was a bustling city. The thought of escaping through the window made her legs tremble with fear.
It wasn’t... realistic.
Moreover, it was far to the next building, she couldn’t possibly climb over, one careless slip and she’d be smashed to pieces.
If returning home still held the chance of escaping marriage, there was no need to risk her life now.
She leaned out the window to gauge the height, estimating it was about five or six meters.
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