Su Yihuan can't remember how long she had been locked in the dungeon. The pain from her body always reminded her what she had just experienced. The men guarding her were smoking nearby and chatting about something, and when they saw her rushing up from the ground and knocking on the window, they burst into laughter, their faces filled with mockery of her.
The sound of high heels suddenly rang in the dungeon. The man who was originally smoking hurriedly put out the cigarette butts, and then respectfully shouted to the woman who was walking: "Mrs. Li." The woman continued to walk without looking sideways. Su Yihuan recognized the woman's identity: Shen Jiayin. She and Shen Jiayin's eyes were in contact for a few seconds before they diverted their gaze.
"Su Yihuan, didn't expect it?" Shen Jiayin stood in front of the door and looked at Su Yihuan's embarrassing look with a whip mark, and said with a smile, "Now, I am Mrs. Li, but you are locked up here and suffered all the torture." Shen Jiayin was full of complacent under her exquisite makeup. Su Yihuan leaned against the wall and looked at Shen Jiayin with a sarcastic expression: "Shen Jiayin, how long do you think you can hide it? Zhongmou will never let you go after he recovered his memory."
Shen Jiaqi heard Su Yihuan's words, she smiled, raised her hand to reveal the pink diamond on her hand and shook it in front of Su Yihuan. "Is that so? Su Yihuan, do you think you can live to that day? You probably don't know? Zhongmou has promised me and let me solve your stay or not. This is his wedding gift."
Looking at the pink diamonds worn by Shen Jiayin on his hand, hearing what she said, Su Yihuan fell to the floor, looking at Shen Jiayin with hatred in her eyes, her face full of collapse: "Impossible! Why did he treat me like this?" She stood up with difficulty, then faced with Shen Jiayin, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Shen Jiayin, what did you do to Zhongmou? "
Shen Jiayin clapped her hands, looked at the expression on her face, and said gritting her teeth: "This is your retribution! If you hadn't been a slut on Zhongmou's bed back then, Zhongmou would not have missed me for so many years. I would have married him long ago." Shen Jiayin turned around and looked at the men guarding, with a little smile on her voice, and instructed them: "Break her legs and throw them out. If you don't dislike her now, you can sleep with her." Shen Jiayin left after saying that, and what came from behind was Su Yihuan's crying and the teasing of several men.
xingyu Capital, Shen Jiayin pushed open the door of the study and looked at Li Zhongmou who was smoking. She lowered her head and let go of the strap of her pajamas, walked forward with a smile, then hugged Li Zhongmou's neck, and her voice was a little tempting: "Husband, aren't you sleeping so late?" Li Zhongmou stened the cigarette butt in his hand, lowered his head and pushed her hand away, with a little cold expression. "I heard where you went today?" Seeing his rejection, Shen Jiayin sat next to him unhappily and said, "We are getting married soon. I don't want her to cause damage, so I went to warn her a few words."
Li Zhongmou stood up directly and looked at Shen Jiayin with a look of ugly expression. "So you have someone break her legs? Jiayin, why do you hate her so much? I have locked her up, and she will not be released without my permission. I have taught her a lesson for you, why are you still unwilling to let her go?" Li Zhongmou's voice accused her of obvious anger.
"Husband, why are you angry?" Shen Jiayin got up and hugged his waist, and whispered, "We are getting married, why are you going to get angry with me for her? I don't like to see her at all. She has made us like that, why can she live a good life?" She started crying as she said.
Li Zhongmou reached out to wipe her tears, lowered his head to kiss her eyebrows, and said with a gentle voice: "Okay OK, don't cry, I shouldn't lose my temper at you." He held Shen Jiayin's hand, pulled her into his arms, and continued, "You are my Mrs. Li, don't do these things that are missing."
Shen Jiayin looked up at him and nodded, "I'll listen to you. Husband, it's very late, should we go to rest?" The hint in her words made Li Zhongmou laugh, and then hugged her directly to the direction of the master bedroom, "So anxious?" he said jokingly.
Su Yihuan was thrown out of the dungeon, and she was broken by someone. When she almost crawled to Xingyu's capital, she looked up at the master bedroom. She listened to the faint cry of a woman and the breath of a man from the direction of the master bedroom, she couldn't help but close her eyes, tears rolling in her eyes.
A male voice suddenly rang above Su Yihuan's head: "Su Yihuan, what's wrong with you? Your legs?" The man's voice was nervous and trembling. Su Yihuan was carefully held in her arms by the man. She opened her eyes and looked at the man and recognized the man's identity: "Uncle."
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