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Chapter 482 Nothing happened last night(2/2)

He bit his back molars and shook his head vigorously. Only then did He Fan feel a little more awake, and then he stood up unsteadily.

When he stood up, He Fan felt that he was being supported by someone.

Smelling the faint body fragrance coming from beside him, He Fan suddenly felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

"Are you OK!"

He could still hear Situ Naza's caring voice in his ears, but then he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, like a heavy weight.

"Made, what's going on?"

As He Fan cursed in his heart, he felt his head spinning, and then he fell into darkness.



When He Fan woke up the next day, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room, he immediately slapped his forehead in frustration.

He didn't expect that one day he would be raped...

Although he was the only one in the room at this time, He Fan was very sure that he must have been raped last night.

After all, as soon as he lifted the quilt, he could see his naked body.

Moreover, there was the familiar and strong smell of hormones in the air of the room, which He Fan could not deny even if he wanted to.

As for who the person on the pillow was last night, He Fan didn't even have to think about it. After all, he ended up with Situ Na, and only she had this opportunity.

Moreover, the questions asked by Situ Naza last night clearly had a motive for committing the crime. To put it bluntly, they were just greedy for his body.

"Why!"

Shaking his head and sighing, He Fan really couldn't figure out why Situ Naza would use this method.

After all, he is already married, and Situ Naza has never even had a boyfriend, not only that she is married, so this kind of move is really a disadvantage to her.

And what left He Fan most speechless was that the thing had obviously happened, but he didn't even feel the slightest bit, which made him unable to accept it.

You know that he was the victim last night, so at least you have to let him experience the feeling of being hurt!

But the fact is that he has no idea what happened last night and has no memory at all. He can only rely on his imagination to make assumptions.

Putting aside the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, He Fan stood up and put on his clothes with a complicated expression, and then took out his mobile phone.

Now that what had happened, he did not regret taking the medicine.

Although this incident was not his fault and Situ Nazha did it voluntarily, He Fan still could not pretend that this incident never happened.

He found Situ Nazha's phone number from the phone's address book. He Fan thought for a while and finally dialed it.

Not long after, the call was connected.

"Hello!"

As the call was connected, Situ Nazha's soft voice came from the other end of the phone. He Fan felt relieved. He was really afraid that Situ Nazha would not answer his call.

After a moment of silence, He Fan still spoke to his cell phone: "What happened last night..."

But before He Fan could finish speaking, Situ Nazha's voice came out, interrupting He Fan.

"Nothing happened last night. Don't think too much about it. I asked the waiter to take off your clothes."

Situ Nazha said this very calmly and naturally, but how could He Fan believe it.

After all, the strong smell of hormones permeating the air in the room has not dissipated until now. This is the most powerful proof.

He couldn't be the one who touched the fifth girl last night. He had been asleep all night, so there was no way he could do such a thing.

But before He Fan had a chance to speak, Situ Nazha immediately said, "I'm about to board the plane, bye!"

"Dududu..."

Hearing the busy signal from his cell phone, He Fan was stunned. Why did he hang up the phone before he could even react?

And Situ Nazha said she wanted to board a plane, but what plane? Didn’t she plan to leave the country until Situ Hao’s trial was over?

One question after another popped up in his mind, but He Fan didn't understand any of them.

Frowning, He Fan dialed Situ Nazha's number again, but the artificial prompt tone that came was indeed "The number you dialed has been turned off, please call again later..."

"what the hell!"

He Fan pulled his hair hard, feeling agitated.
Chapter completed!
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