Chen Fangze's subordinates spent some money to find a prostitute, and Li Zhenjun was knocked unconscious and sent to a hotel.
When the prostitute had relations with him, the police broke in. The prostitute confessed without reservation and even produced evidence of Li Zhenjun arranging to meet her, leaving Li Zhenjun unable to defend himself.
Zhenjun was arrested for soliciting prostitution and was rejected by the university. His family and friends were disappointed in him, and his life was forever stained.
While having relations with the original host, Chen Fangze recounted this incident as a small story.
His tone was casual and dismissive, as if he hadn't ruined someone's life but had done something amusing and sought praise.
He was a complete lunatic. The original host couldn't fight him and could only obey, ensuring the safety of those around her.
The original host became dull and numb. After half a year, Chen Fangze lost interest in her and found a new girlfriend.
The original host thought she would be free, but she discovered she was pregnant at this time. Chen Fangze naturally wouldn't let her go.
She gave birth to a son for the man she hated most in her life. Her future days were as a hidden mistress.
She was occasionally violated by a beast, unable to see her son, and faced a group of mute people daily, eventually being driven mad.
Her stepfather, having lived with her for so many years, treated her as his own daughter. He sold his house and searched for her everywhere.
He saw her as the meaning of his life and his struggle. Unfortunately, he never saw her before he died.
The original host died at the age of 35, her face aged and her death undignified. Chen Fangze, immersed in his romantic pursuits, had long forgotten her in a forgotten corner.
Upon hearing of her death, he suddenly recalled a fleeting glimpse of her in his youth and ordered someone to bury her properly.
He believed he loved the original host and had a period of happy and sweet times with her, but she was ungrateful and unreasonable.
For all these years, he only had the son born to the original host, so he kept him close and personally nurtured him.
The child didn't even know who his birth mother was and eventually became just like Chen Fangze.
The original host's wish was to escape Chen Fangze's clutches, protect those around her, and care for her stepfather in his old age.
Jun Jiuli: "Understood."
Shui Wa: "Wuwuwu~ Host, the original host had such a bitter life. She definitely wouldn't want to come back."
As the sun set, footsteps sounded outside, and a man pushed the door open.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, with a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes that stared at Jun Jiuli as if poisoned.
"Xiuxiu, haven't I treated you well? Why don't you want to stay by my side? With you here, I sleep soundly.
You are the most special person I've met in so many years. I like you! Why do you always think of leaving me?"
Jun Jiuli turned her head away, refusing to look at him. He leaned forward slightly, casting Jun Jiuli in his shadow.
He reached out to pinch Jun Jiuli's chin, but Jun Jiuli forcefully bent her knees and struck him hard in the abdomen.
Before he could make a sound, she covered his mouth. With a forceful twist of her wrist, an iron chain was wrapped around his neck.
She tightened it, causing Chen Fangze to roll his eyes in discomfort and fall onto the bed.
With a slight movement from Jun Jiuli, the chain that bound her was removed. Jun Jiuli firmly grasped his jaw, forcing his mouth open.
She took out an iron chain and shoved it into his mouth, then used the remaining two to bind his hands and feet. Chen Fangze could only glare at Jun Jiuli in anger.
As per his request, the servants and bodyguards would not approach this room. Even if he made a sound, no one would come to his rescue.
Jun Jiuli slapped him hard twice, got out of bed, and rubbed her wrist. "Little fellow, you sure know how to play."
Chen Fangze struggled with all his might, but the knot wouldn't loosen. His hands and feet were rubbed raw and swollen, and he was panting heavily with exhaustion.
"Alas, I wonder if you'll die if you swallow these irons?"
Jun Jiuli saw terror in Chen Fangze's eyes. But now, he was the one in her grasp, without even a chance to speak.
Even if he had countless strategies in his mind to persuade or threaten Jun Jiuli, he couldn't use them. It seemed he could only wait quietly for his punishment.
Jun Jiuli collected various tools from his walls and piled them on the bed with a clatter.
"Don't cower back; they're all yours."
Jun Jiuli closed her eyes and grabbed randomly. She picked up a large red candle and clicked her tongue, then took a lighter from Chen Fangze's shirt pocket.
Chen Fangze seemed relieved upon seeing the lighter, mentally planning how he would torture Jun Jiuli once he was rescued.
Jun Jiuli raised the candle above his head. Chen Fangze immediately closed his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, you're quite clever. It must be very uncomfortable to have something stuck in your mouth, but even more uncomfortable to have no say."
Chen Fangze felt a burning sensation on his face. Within his reach, he felt no pain.
"This thing is boring; it can't even light up."
The wax oil smeared on his face was very uncomfortable. The terrifying part was that he didn't know Jun Jiuli's next move.
He smelled the scent of burning protein and realized that his hair had been set ablaze by this crazy woman.
He vigorously rubbed his head against the headboard. This movement brought his burning bangs into close contact with his face.
His eyebrows and eyelashes caught fire. After the flames were extinguished, he glared at Jun Jiuli with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to flay her alive.
"Why are you so unable to take a joke?"
Jun Jiuli selected a small black leather whip. The whip had many fringes, which shouldn't hurt when used to strike someone.
However, the force Jun Jiuli used was enough to make Chen Fangze cry out in pain. Chen Fangze squirmed incessantly, trying to buy time.
He believed that his subordinates would eventually discover something was wrong. This small whip was a minor issue; he just needed to delay for a while.
If this woman chose other perverted items, his chastity would be compromised, and he would suffer further torment, which he found terrifying to even think about.
As the first lash landed, he sensed something was wrong. Each strike landed squarely on his flesh.
Chen Fangze curled up in pain, finding it unbelievable that a small whip could have such destructive power.
The physical pain combined with psychological humiliation tormented him so much that he wanted to pass out, but he was incredibly clear-headed at this moment.
Jun Jiuli changed her position and struck his face. Soon, his skin was torn, and blood flowed profusely.
"Ouch, this looks really bad. But there's no substantial damage. Your nose is quite displeasing to my eye."