"No, please, not here..."

Ye Zhen accepted Shen Jibei's countless advances before, on the bed, the couch, the bathroom, the kitchen, the car, and even on the mountain hills. Every past time, she would blush and go along with his actions.

However, this time, she continuously twisted her body to evade Shen Jibei's assault, crying and shouting no.

It had been five years.

She was released early from prison for good behavior but never thought that as soon as she stepped out of jail, she would find herself at the barrel of Shen Jibei's gun, cornered in a hotel restroom.

She was just cleaning the hotel lobby and accidentally splashed dirty water onto a female companion's leather shoe, resulting in Shen capturing her into the restroom.

"You got out quite early, I thought you'd be crouching in jail for a few more years."

Shen Jibei spread her legs open, his hand shot towards her neck, and in the next second, Ye Zhen found it hard to breathe.

"Why are you crying? Do you find this displeasing?! What about this?!" After intensifying his attack, Shen Jibei's, aggression burned in the corners of his eyes. His grip tightened, venomously declaring, "Didn't I tell you? If you don't die in prison, I will kill you with my own hands!?"

Die.

Ye Zhen laughed with a couple of coughs.

She did consider dying before. Back then, her face was covered in fresh blood, but she was fortunate — Someone saved her.

Shen Jibei's grip was firm, forcing Ye Zhen to look up. Her face remained fearless, even adorning a smile, "To live... is good. The world is beautiful... I should live... to keep watching..."

"So, just because you want to live, others should die? Because Ye Zhen wants to live, so she should kill her?"

"I didn't. Shen Jibei, I didn't! I didn't kill Anan! You've falsely accused me. You've wronged me!!"

"She doesn't have."

These three words, Ye Zhen had said them thousands of times over the past five years, but no one believed her.

"You don't? Ha, Ye Zhen, you're sinister-hearted, do you think I would believe you again?"

Shen Jibei lowered his voice and scolded harshly, and Ye Zhen's face still maintained an indifferent smile.

She seemed so carefree with her laughter that Shen Jibei wished he could strangle her.

The hand hanging at his side was clenched tighter and tighter. Seeing her smiling face, he finally couldn't help but raise his hand to slap her.

Ye Zhen only felt a coldness in her chest, a "crackling" noise sounded in the air, and a row of buttons started flying everywhere.

Shen Jibei held her chin with one hand, and the other slid into her open collar.

The man's fingertips had a thin layer of callus, they were slender and cool. The moment he touched her skin, Ye Zhen shivered harshly.

He naturally felt her trembling, and his fingers casually wandered over her smooth skin with casualness and humiliation.

"You've really grown up. Even this little thing on your chest has more substance than it did five years ago."

The man's mouth corners curled into a mocking smirk. His fingers quickly slid to her deep valley, roughly kneading and reshaping it.

"Shen Jibei.” Ye Zhen finally couldn't suppress her trembling, "Not here, I beg you..." She's a woman who just came out of jail, she had painstakingly found a job at a hotel, if someone were to witness this...

Tears pooled in Ye Zhen's eyes as she stared at Shen Jibei, begging him to stop his actions.

However, he promptly pushed her underwear up, revealing her roundness.

"Don't--”

Ye Zhen subconsciously uttered, but before her words fell, the man's gaze deepened and his large hand forcefully grasped her side.

"Shen Ji Bei…”

Her voice carried a hint of sobbing. After all, she was just a 24-year-old girl who, despite spending five years hardened and ground down in prison, was still frightened by the humiliation inflicted by her once deeply loved one.

She thought that her tears were all shed when Shen Ji Bei sent her to prison five years ago.

She thought that she would never shed tears for this man in her entire life.

Why, why after she'd already paid the price for baseless charges, he still would not let her be?

"What, going to cry again?” Shen Ji Bei glided his fingertips across her skin, disdain in his eyes, “Ye Zhen, do you think I'm still the Shen Ji Bei from five years ago, who upon seeing a crocodile tear from you would feel sympathy?”

She shook her head, "I didn’t…”

"Today, your tears only make me feel more disgusted!” He suddenly withdrew himself, tossing Ye Zhen off the sink.

Ye Zhen forcefully fell onto the floor, just as the sound of keys echoed from outside.

It's the shift supervisor!

Ye Zhen hurriedly pulled on her skirt, in a pathetic state.

The sound of the door opening becomes louder, but the man remained indifferent, leisurely unbuttoning her pants, speaking indifferently: “A convict will have a hard time finding a job, right? What do you think, if the person outside sees this situation, can you still stay here?”

Ye Zhen finally closed her eyes in despair. His objective was to retaliate against her, to humiliate her, to take pleasure in her suffering. Naturally, he wouldn’t let her go easily.

With a soft "click", the door to the storage room was pushed open from the outside.

"Mr. Shen, Ye Zheng? This…"

The supervisor stood at the door, his face filled with bewilderment.

The moment the door opened, only two words came to Ye Zheng's mind.

It's over.