Through the cracks in the woodshed, the blood-like glow from the sky seeped in.
Yan Wei'er was beaten so hard that she was dizzy, hungry and thirsty, and the dried blood at the corners of her mouth stuck to her skin. She was tied to a pillar in the woodshed and could not move. No one dared to give her a mouthful without Yan Wuchen's permission.
Drink water.
She felt that she was about to die, and the glow was the call of black and white, extremely dazzling. With her own efforts, she had exchanged the innocence of four hundred women, which was a good deal. She smiled miserably, but she did not expect to die at the hands of her relatives. The only thing
What worries her is her frail mother. Other than that, she has no other concerns.
Yan Wuchen, you will be punished. Yan Weier thought bitterly in her heart.
"Hahaha... Who tied up my dear sister here? Someone, let her go!" Yan Wuchen walked in while laughing wildly.
A group of people quickly came over and carried the dying Yan Weier out of the woodshed.
Yan Wuchen's cold smile was hidden in the gradually darkening glow.