Sensing that her body began to tremble with fear, Chu Wenbo raised the corners of his lips in an evil manner. His heart, which had been calm for seven years, began to beat rapidly at this moment. The strong excitement made him feel like he was alive in an instant.
Closing her eyes, Wu Bingxuan stopped struggling and fell to the ground as if she had lost all strength. Only the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes proved that her heart was hurt again.
"Chu Wenbo, why are you doing this to me?" Her pale lips opened slightly, and she asked softly, as if she was asking herself.
She asked him this sentence countless times when she was twelve years old, but what she got was a more painful whipping. She learned to suppress herself, and even if she wanted to know, she would not ask. But this time, she wanted to know.
Ask once.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Wu Bingxuan stared at him with a pale face as he opened his eyes that were blurred by tears.
Why should you be nice to her?
Why not always be nice to her?
Before she was twelve years old, she respected him, loved him, and supported him, but why did all this change on her twelfth birthday?
What did she do wrong?
"How did I treat you?" Rough fingertips gently wiped away the tears on her face, and Chu Wenbo pressed his forehead against hers, "You are a bitch. You like a man, so I will help you find him. Why don't I treat you badly?"
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He drew out his final tone, and his deep eyes were cold and strange.
"Master." Pushing open the door, Huo Ying stood at the door and spoke respectfully.
Chu Wenbo glanced coldly at Wu Bingxuan on the ground, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Come over here and take good care of me."
"No..." Wu Bingxuan trembled slightly as she tried to get up, but she was so weak that she could not even hold herself up. She watched helplessly as five or six grown men behind Huo Ying surrounded her.
The mountainous sense of oppression made her fear all this, and her big dark eyes were filled with tears. She hated herself now, without any ability to resist, and could only be a lamb to be slaughtered.
In the bright space, the unique smell of men filled the tip of her nose. Turning her head to Chu Wenbo, who was standing beside her, Wu Bingxuan opened her mouth, wanting to beg, but she didn't know how to speak.
Resistance?
In the past, her provocation would bring her a way to survive, but now she is not so sure.
Looking around at the men surrounding her, Wu Bingxuan swallowed, and her heart trembled violently.
"Huo Ying."
Just when several men took off all their clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear on their bodies, Chu Wenbo spoke again.
Wu Bingxuan was shocked and looked at him longingly. Did he take back the order?
She found that she had never wanted him to take his life back as much as now.
"Go and get the newly developed love potion."
Wu Bingxuan was stunned when he heard Chu Wenbo's next words. He was going to... drug her?
"Master..." Looking at Wu Bingxuan who was frozen on the ground due to excessive shock, Huo Ying said hesitantly, "Miss, she..."
This is not the crime!
"Huo Ying." Chu Wenbo said in a deep voice, "When will it be your turn to talk too much?"
"Yes!" Knowing that if she said more, she would make him even more unhappy, Huo Ying stepped back respectfully.
"Why are you still standing there?" Chu Wenbo shouted suddenly, "Aren't you going to help the young lady take off her clothes?"
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other. Finally, a bold man squatted down and stretched out his trembling hands to Wu Bingxuan's clothes.