Half an hour later, inside a car, Zhao Shiyan slowly woke up, and immediately let out a wretched scream.
A filthy man, at her beck and call, dared to pull such a despicable act, tampering with her drink and taking advantage of her while she was unconscious. Her entire being was filled with a raging murderous intent.
Ji Tian, smoking a cigarette, glanced at Zhao Shiyan's sorrowful expression and laughed, "How is it? Are you satisfied with my masterpiece? Did you really think I was someone you could boss around? Do you not recognize your own limitations? It's a joke. If you wanted to use me, you should have been prepared for my wrath. You thought you were some lofty princess? In my eyes, you're just a filthy woman. Oh, no, let me correct that, you're an original, authentic woman, and I'm the first man to enjoy you."
