"You." Yan Mo called a man and said anxiously: "Go and see why Dr. Zhu hasn't come yet. Hurry up."
"Yes." The man followed the order and quickly disappeared into the dungeon.
Yan Mo stood alone, staring at her intently, his deep and quiet black eyes flashing slightly, and his white knuckles betraying the pain in his heart.
"Wenwen, I'm tolerant, I'm sorry, it's my fault. Forgive me." He apologized in a low voice, his tone full of regret.
"Help me up." She gritted her teeth and said firmly.
"Okay, okay! I'll hug you." Chu Wenbo put his hand across her knees and hugged her up, "Good boy, I'll carry you back to bed right away. Go to rest."
"Put me down." She said firmly.
"Wenwen..." Chu Wenbo looked at her in his arms with disapproval.
"Chu Wenbo. I order you to put me down." She looked at him coldly, as proud as a queen.
Chu Wenbo was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and gently put her down.
"Let me go." She pushed away his hands that were holding her and ordered, "Don't come over."
She tremblingly picked up the long whip on the ground and struggled to move forward. The dark red whip was particularly charming under the light, as if it was about to swallow up all the corrupt souls.
"Do you want me?" Standing in front of him, Chu Wenwen looked at the scarred man in front of him with disdain. "I'll give it to you, do you dare to ask for it?"
"Help...save me..." Qi Ming begged and begged.
"Look at the injuries on my body." She smiled meaningfully at him, "Is it from you?"
"No...it's not me..." He shook his head in fear.
"Yes. It's not you." With an evil smile on his lips, Chu Wenwen leaned close to him and whispered softly in his ear: "If you want to blame it, blame Yan Mo. I wanted to get rid of him, but I didn't expect to let you do it.
You are the scapegoat, and when you get to the King of Hell, don’t forget that it was Chu Wenbo who killed you.”
Slender fingers gently brushed his hair, and Chu Wenwen said with a hint of regret, "Do you know? In fact, I wanted to give you this body, but it's a pity that you are not so lucky."
With a sweet smile, Chu Wenwen stood in front of him and slowly backed away, stopping one meter away from him.
"Remember to demand your life from them when you go to hell."
Qi Ming shook his head desperately and looked at her with a smile in front of him in fear.