Claude, who left China, gradually returned to his original appearance, especially after he squandered almost all the money he earned in China.
Claude, who is not highly educated, was born in France, but he can only find almost aristocratic living experience in China.
A few months after returning to Paris, Claude threw away the collection of poems and the guitar in his hand. He brought the familiar beer bottle and often said to Chu Zhiyan in a drunken way:
"Honey, I think we should go back to China. You know what, I can live very well in China! People love me!"
Chu Zhiyan disliked the way he was drinking too much, in her impression that people would change after drinking.
"Can you stop drinking? I hate when people get drunk."
Claude rubbed against Chu Zhiyan's side and said, "Nara, if you love me, I don't have to drink."
It seems that Claude did drink a lot, his face was flushed, and the smell of alcohol was foul. He promised Chu Zhiyan not to touch her, but now he obviously doesn't want to keep this inexplicable promise.
His hands were extremely dishonest, and when he put his arms around Chu Zhiyan, he chased her skin with his lips.
Chu Zhiyan sensed his strangeness and tried to push him away nervously, but Claude hugged him tighter and tighter.
Chu Zhiyan struggled with all her strength, and Claude was finally pushed down on the sofa by her. Her clothes were messy and she tidied them hastily.
Claude showed a ferocious face, he staggered, and began to insult in vulgar language:
"I don't want to pretend to be with you anymore! I just want to get you today! You come to France with me, you acquiesce in my rights!"
"What kind of noble woman do you think you are?! God, you deliberately acted differently from those girls who jumped at me, but do you really think I wouldn't understand?! You are all chinesegirl! easygirl! You only want money and a better life, don¡¯t you? Isn¡¯t having a French boyfriend just the vanity you want?!¡±
"Dream should wake up! Do you think real French aristocrats will take a fancy to girls like you?! Accept the reality! You can have your vanity, who among your Chinese sisters would not envy you to come to France? I That's rightbut, now! Please take off your clothes! Stop performing in front of me. I want you! To hell with everything else!"
Claude's words were merciless, using words as a sword through drunkenness, as if to strip Chu Zhiyan's self-esteem clean.
Chu Zhiyan was terrified, she couldn't imagine what Claude would do after saying such words. She retreated step by step, being forced to have no way out.
In desperation, Chu Zhiyan smashed a beer bottle and pointed a sharp blade at Claude.
"Don't come here, don't force me!"
"Are you going to kill someone?!" Claude smiled ferociously, he was not afraid at all, and even began to take off his clothes. The desire in his eyes turned him into a beast, and Chu Zhiyan felt more and more that she was going to die.
She could only hold her heart, and plunged the sharp end of the beer bottle into Claude's almost naked body. The moment blood came out, Claude immediately became sober.
He cried and yelled helplessly, saying that Chu Zhiyan was going to kill someone, and that he would call the police to throw Chu Zhiyan out of France.
Chu Zhiyan's hands were covered with blood, and her frightened eyes were astringent. When her hand touched the doorknob, the slippery feeling made her almost spit out.
Claude yelled at the back of her fleeing: "Go out of my room door, you are no different from those yellow mice nesting in the basement! Are you going to be an illegal immigrant hiding in Tibet?!" (Record Website website: www.hlnovel.com