Young Master Feng, Your Lady Has Stunned the World!

en Shan’s investigation going?”

The secretary replied, “Shen Shan’s parents divorced when he was young, and he grew up with his grandparents.
He went to prison more than ten years ago, and his grandfather passed away.
Now, there’s only his grandmother left in the family, and she lives on government subsidies.
After Shen Shan got out of prison, he only went back to visit his grandmother once.
After that, he returned to Haicheng City and stayed in the basement until now.”

The secretary added, “This is all that we can find out about him.
We can’t find any connection between him and Miss Gu.”

Feng Jia said calmly, “He just got out of prison.
His grandmother can’t give him much money.
Where did he get the money to travel from the capital to Haicheng City? And even if it’s a basement, Haicheng City isn’t cheap either.
Who gave him the money? Go check his account transactions and see if the person who funded him has anything to do with Chuchu.”

“Yes.”

*

After dinner at the old mansion, she returned to Jinyuan Residences.

When she arrived, Feng Jia had yet to return.

She thought to herself, her dad and Old Master Feng were both counting on Feng Jia to protect her.
Damn it, he wasn’t even here.
How could he protect her?

Gu Chu took a shower and applied body lotion before lying on the bed to sleep.

In a daze, she felt a weight on her body, and her neck was burning.

She opened her eyes, and the smell of alcohol filled her nose.
She did not know when he had returned, and her nightgown had been removed.

Although she was not sleeping naked, her nightgown was easy for him to remove.

His kiss fell from her neck to her collarbone, and then he went down bit by bit.
Gu Chu felt ticklish and avoided him.
“Don’t, it’s ticklish…”

He pressed down on her arm, not allowing her to push him away.
Gu Chu bent her body, and her forehead began to sweat.
She called out his name helplessly, “Feng… Feng Jia…”

Was he drunk? Why did he suddenly so wild?

In a state of desire, he pressed his body against hers, and attacked her tongue with his.

She was turned over, her back facing up, and her fingers were deeply embedded in the pillow.
She was somewhat powerless against him.

Liquid dripped on the white sheets, and soon it was all wet.

She was a little too weak to resist, so she just muttered.
He was excited, and there was no sign of him slowing down at all.

Her mind became even heavier…