Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Su Qianqian's whole body was wet.

The clothes were glued to her body, and her long hair was stuck to her back. Her small snow-white face was blue from the cold, but she still refused to admit defeat and looked at him stubbornly.

In her big and bright eyes, there seemed to be a cluster of fire burning, no... Maybe it wasn't her that was burning, but maybe Ye.

Otherwise, why did his heart feel like it was being burned?

Being regarded as hurt by another person can make him feel so painful, even Lance can't expect it.

He really wanted to reach out and touch her, to block her eyes from looking at him, but he actually felt... that he could no longer bear the resentment and disgust she had towards him in her eyes.

A feeling of strangeness and familiarity emerged from the bottom of his heart. Under the dark sky, a small white flower seemed to float in front of his eyes, and a smiling face flashed past his eyes. The superficial overlap made him unable to distinguish between reality and dream for a moment.

The forest, the bamboo house, and the woman in front of me...

The dream that had been misty and misty all of a sudden seemed to be much clearer. His heart beat violently, and he felt pain like a cramping.

Lance's complexion changed, and the dream-like hallucination faded away.

He raised his eyes, stared at Su Qianqian, and said word by word: "Five years ago. Have we met?"

"No." Su Qianqian replied without hesitation.

"Bamboo house, mountain, water pool..." Every time he said a word, Su Qianqian's face turned paler, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Tattoos."

"..." Su Qianqian swayed and took a step back involuntarily, but her arm was suddenly grabbed by Lance's outstretched hand.

"You... the tattoo on your back, is it still there?" The man's face was strange, full of surprise and hesitation, but the hand holding her wrist did not let up.

He didn't recall all the memories of the past, some things just vaguely emerged in his mind, but that was enough for him to say it out to scare her.

And judging from her expression, the things in his memories are all real.Or rather, it happened.

The thin and pitiful wrist held by him was trembling slightly in his palm, like a desperate little animal, which aroused his love for no reason.

He pulled the wet woman closer to his arms, not caring about the rain on her body, her body trembled more violently than her wrists, like a flower blowing in a strong wind, as if if he exerted force, she would be crushed broken.

"Let go... let go!" Su Qianqian's lips were purple, tattoo, that tattoo!

That night of humiliation, that night of torture...

How could she forget?

She remembers it better than anyone else!

"Let me see." The man said sweetly in her ear, "See if it's still there. Let me confirm..."

Do you remember?

Why now?

why? !

She felt Lance's fingers reach the nape of her neck, pinch a piece of fabric on her back, and—twist!

"hiss--!"

The sound of cloth being torn was covered by the sound of rain, but it was no less than thunder in Su Qianqian's ears!

He... actually tore her clothes right here!

"Lance, are you human! Are you human!" she screamed, naked.Lu's back felt the raindrops, and she felt the cloth on her chest drooping down. She shielded her chest in a panic, her eyes were already red!