Jilenbino opened the door and saw a black shadow on the ground, trembling and squirming backwards. At this time, where was his Xiao Weiyu? Is he as scared as this girl?
Damn it, Yan family! Jilian Bino felt that his heart was so painful that it was about to burst.
He picked up the black shadow on the ground and walked towards the door with one hand. The black shadow hit the door frame violently and let out a clear groan. The sound stimulated his imagination even more. Maybe his Xiao Weiyu was also experiencing this kind of experience.
pain.
Anger! Anger! There was raging anger burning in his chest. He was holding Yan Wei'er, whose bones were almost broken, as if he were carrying a dead object, and walked towards his room.
Yan Wei'er was dizzy, and the strength of the attacker's hand was about to crush her bones. She was like an inanimate object in his hand, unable to move. She bit her lip to prevent herself from making any sound, and behaved herself.
He was pretending to be an object, almost dying of fear.
Ji Lianbienuo opened the door and threw Yan Weier to the ground with a look of disgust on his face.
Inside the house, a candle was lit, and the shadow of the flame danced on Yan Wei'er's face. Her hair was scattered, dust hit her face, and blood oozed from her nose. Under the candlelight, she looked as miserable as a female ghost.
When Jilenbino saw this scene, his heart was as sharp as a knife. It seemed as if he saw his Xiao Weiyu, who also looked like this.
Yan family! Yan family! He roared and grabbed Yan Wei'er's collar. The latter fell backwards helplessly without even making a sound.
Yan Wei'er wanted to ask what was the reason for treating her like this, but she was treated cruelly before she could ask. Her strong sense of rebelliousness made her stop even thinking of asking. She just wanted to die and where would she go anyway?
All are dead.
Although Quilenbino was dubbed the "cold young master", he was actually not vicious at heart. He had just been in a high position since he was a child and was cold and hard to get close to. It was really not his style to treat a little girl like this at this moment.
It was as if there were two demons living in his body, one was tortured and the other was heartbroken. The more he saw Yan Weier's misery, the more heartache he felt like seeing Wei Yu. The more heartache he felt, the more he thought of the Yan family's harm.
She was so miserable that Wei Yu couldn't help but torture Yan Wei'er.
It was an anger that nearly brought a person to the point of collapse.
Where is his Xiao Weiyu? What happened to him? Could he have been sent to a brothel early?
Brothel? Brothel! That’s where the fireworks girl hangs out. How can his Xiao Weiyu be there?
Those charming characters, those soft eyes, those snoring voices, those filthy smells, those fat men, those dirty old men... Jilianbino's eyes suddenly turned red, and his eyes showed hatred, and that kind of hatred penetrated into the bone marrow.
It's despair, helpless despair.
A mouthful of fishy sweetness came to him, and Ji Lianbino covered his chest. He thought of all the unsightly scenes, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and it was just as weird and frightening under the candlelight. He staggered closer to Yan Wei'er, muttering.
Growling: "Give me Wei Yu!"
The sound seemed to come from the throat of a beast, which scared Yan Wei'er to hold her breath, fearing that she would be killed if she took a heavy breath. What does returning Wei Yu mean? Who is Wei Yu? Is she the girl Yan Wuchen once captured?
?No wonder he hates the Yan family.
She has long said that the Yan family will suffer retribution, but she has never participated in such unscrupulous evil deeds. Why does hatred seek her out?
God knows, she also hated the Yan family so much that she wished she could kill Yan Wuchen and rescue her mother.
Seeing that the dead thing was motionless, Quilenbino stretched out his hand to touch it, but unexpectedly the head suddenly lifted up, startling him.
His eyes were blood red, and he hated this dead thing, and hated this head. All the evils of the brothel had filled every corner of his mind. The little man he held in his palm was unparalleled in the noble family of Ji Lian.
The eldest lady may be being bullied by men to the point of seeking death.
He was so crazy that he almost suffocated. With just a wave of his hand, the object was thrown on the bed.
Yan Wei'er suddenly sat up and shrank into a corner of the bed in horror. She was very used to being tossed around. Even if the impact was painful, she could endure it. Her mentality of waiting and begging for death prevented her from uttering any words.
There is no need to make a sound and beg for mercy.
But at this moment, even though she had no experience in the world, she was horrified to know that something tragic would happen next. She suddenly understood what brothel meant and why it was the most tragic fate for a woman.
"Kill me!" This was the first thing Yan Wei'er said to the cold-blooded man. Death was nothing to her, she only wanted happiness and cleanliness.
"Hahahahaha... I want to die! Death is already the best destination for you, but I will not let you die. I will let you live like this every day..." Ji Lianbeino laughed wildly with endless despair, bullying
He came closer and looked down at the horrified Yan Wei'er.
When he said these words, he felt a tearing pain, as if this was what another man said to Wei Yu. The fearful look in front of him was Wei Yu's look.
Tears suddenly flowed from his blood-red eyes, and in the beating flames, it seemed as if the tears had turned into bright red blood.
For a moment, Yan Wei'er was infected by the cold-blooded man's tears. She wanted to ask him, when was Wei Yu of his caught by the Yan family? If it had been a few days ago, he might have run away, even if he was caught.
When he came back, he was also locked in the cabin and had to be rescued quickly.
Before she could speak, the cold-blooded man shouted wildly and struck with his big hand, tearing off her clothes, revealing her snow-white collarbones and the girl's crystal skin.
"No!" Yan Wei'er panicked, covering her body with both hands, trying hard to pull her clothes to cover her skin: "Please, please..." Tears streamed down her face, she had never been afraid before, and there was no beating.
She begged for mercy, but was afraid of a strange man ruining her innocence.
She suddenly missed her mother so much. She just wanted to snuggle into her arms, die quietly, and no longer be tortured by this cold-blooded man. But she couldn't fulfill her humble request.
The cold-blooded man was furious and pulled her close, hearing her cry as if she was dead. It was a strange and inexplicable sound, as if coming from the bottom of the eighteenth level of hell, and the sobbing was so disturbing.
Since Yan Wuchen took charge, it has been a common occurrence for Yan Wei'er to be beaten severely. If she was in a bad mood, she would slap her with her hand, often without even a reason. Yan Wuchen didn't hit the maid as often as he hit his sister.
But Yan Wei'er could never have imagined that she would be tortured to the point of death by a strange man. In panic, a burst of anger surged up, and with a determination that would destroy everything, she suddenly bit the cold-blooded man on the shoulder. To anger him, she only wanted to
He waved his hand and beat himself to death, and it was over.
He bit his shoulder hard, hard, and with all his strength, but it felt like biting on a hard rock.
The man didn't move and let her bite. He didn't even frown. He didn't hit her or push her. He just let her bite.
Ji Lianbeino actually raised a glimmer of hope against Yan Wei'er's resistance. What followed was boundless regret, regretting that he had not taught Wei Yu martial arts, even self-defense skills.
Wei Yu was only interested in those poems and songs, so he obeyed her without forcing anything. He was too arrogant, thinking that no one from the Ji Lian family would dare to touch him. He thought that as long as he was the eldest brother, no one would dare to challenge her.
Rain's idea.
He was wrong! He was terribly wrong!
While he was thinking, the young lady of the Yan family had shrunk into a corner of the tent, looking at him in horror.
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