After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 828 They are destined to be old enemies

Song Xi moved his lips, but only came out a single mouth shape, calling silently.

The person who came was indifferent, picked up the silver whip, and hit her other leg hard again.

Song Xi was still wearing a skirt, and her naked calves were not covered at all. They were hit hard and there was a bloody mark when the whip was drawn. She couldn't hold on and knelt on the ground with her other leg. The person who came didn't stop. Let her go like this, still waving the whip, swishing down.

One whip after another kept beating Song Xi's body. She didn't dare to dodge, so she knelt on the ground and faced her hard. Her face turned pale from the pain, and she broke out in cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and never begged for mercy. Because she knew that begging for mercy was useless, at least for this man.

Growing up, being beaten was a common occurrence for her.

Sometimes her body hurts, but her heart doesn't feel so painful. It seems that only the pain in her body can remind her that she is still a living person, an animal that can feel pain and cry, rather than an animal that will not feel any pain no matter how hard it is. Painful mud, jade, and vases.

He didn't know how many times he had been whipped, but Song Xi was about to faint from the pain. He was lying on the ground shivering, and his face was raised by the whip.

She was forced to raise her neck and look at the person above her head in pain.

The visitor looked at her condescendingly, with no trace of distress or pity in his slender eyes, only endless oppression and coldness.

"You are so brave. You dare to act without my permission."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and whipped her again, this time hitting Song Xi directly in the face, causing her to turn over and fall to the ground in pain.

A scream was swallowed in his throat, and he couldn't even scream.

The person came forward and grabbed her hair, dragging Song Xi all the way to the sofa. He sat on the sofa like an emperor and said coldly:
"Kneel down."

After receiving his order, Song Xi endured the severe pain in her body, reluctantly pushed herself up and knelt straight, and raised her eyes to look at him timidly.

Those beautiful red phoenix eyes were filled with water. I felt pity for them, but they could not arouse the heartache of a man with a heart of stone.

The visitor took off his hat expressionlessly, revealing a handsome, oriental face.

It was Sean, the leader of the East Town tribe.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Song Xi with a gloomy expression, "You're speechless, are you?"

Song Xi lowered his gaze and knelt down tremblingly.

Sean snorted heavily, "I've told you a long time ago, don't alert the enemy in the first place. Only when you're ready can you make sure nothing goes wrong. But what have you done? What have you accomplished? Don't talk about Nan Song, You can't even fight a yellow-haired girl next to her."

Song Xi gritted his teeth, hating him to death.

Since childhood, whether it was her mother or her master, they would always compare her with Nan Song, saying that she was not as good as her, and that she had been inferior to her since childhood.

Nan Song knows medical skills, Nan Song knows how to play computer games, Nan Song knows how to play car racing, Nan Song knows how to cook, Nan Song is better at kung fu than her...

For as long as she could remember, there had been no other children in the nunnery except a bunch of bitches like her mother.

She had no playmates, but she knew that a person like Nan Song existed.She seemed to be a shadow in front of her that she had to chase. All her actions and all her learning tasks revolved around Nan Song. She didn't know why or why this was happening.

Su Damei said, "So what if Saint Yilan, she is also the daughter of the Yilan tribe. I did not lose to Luo Yin, and you cannot lose to her daughter. Who said there is only one saint, as long as you are good enough, You can also become a saint, even if there is only one, it can only be you."

Sean said, "I raised you just to be able to deal with Nan Song. If you can't even catch up with her, what's the point of raising you?"

The two words "Nan Song" have been deeply ingrained in her heart and have become her lingering nightmare.

When she was in pain, she learned the methods of the ancients and made a little man, wrote Nan Song's name on it, and filled it with needles.

But Nan Song has never died. Instead, he is living healthily and happily on the other side of the earth.

Every once in a while, Sean would play her Nan Song videos.

She watched her playing happily in the beautiful rose garden, smiling brightly, watching her being surrounded by a group of brothers having a water fight, and her parents looking at her with doting looks on their faces. Song Xi was so surprised that she couldn't figure it out. Why is she living such a miserable life, but Nan Song is so happy?
Could it be that her existence is just to reflect how sunny and happy Nan Song is?

She is not convinced, she does not believe in fate, she hates it!
I hate the mother who brought her into this world, I hate the father who behaved cruelly to her but ignored her, I hate the father who is always dissatisfied with her and always beats or scolds her but refuses to give her a smile or even let her Call her adopted father's master... She also hated the men who took possession of her body.

Qiao Leng was the first man she fell deeply in love with. She didn't even care about sharing him with other women, as long as he had her in his heart.

However, he abandoned her after all.

In front of her, he said, "Nan Song is indeed the Saint of Yilan. You are too far behind her."

Song Xi is heartbroken. Since you think she is good, then you should go find her.

The consequence of betraying her was that he died in a foreign country, and she clearly could have saved him, but she didn't.

From then on, she loved without mercy, because she knew that she had only one goal left in her life, and that was to send Nan Song to die!
Only if Nan Song dies and I, who have been living in her shadow all year round, can I live.

Sean's lecture continued, "Don't always think about using your body to control men. Facts have proved that you are an unattractive woman. Your mother can still seduce Song Dongsheng. What about you? Use your body more." Brain! This whipping is a lesson to you. If you dare to ruin my business, without Nan Song, I will kill you first!"

The hatred in Song Xi's heart was clear. Sean's words hurt her more than the whip, but she didn't dare to show any disrespect or dissatisfaction in front of him. She could only kowtow to show that she understood.

Sean didn't stay long, put on his hat again and stood up.

"The wedding is about to start. If it still can't happen, then you don't need to come back."

He gave her an ultimatum, walked away, and plunged back into the darkness.

Song Xi collapsed on the carpet with whip marks all over his body. There was no wave on his face and he was silent.

If she really died like this, no one would cry for her in this world, right?

Jiang Fan's figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He walked towards her, stretched out his hand towards her, and smiled at her, "Xier, marry me, okay?"

(End of this chapter)