Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

The cold and piercing voice was full of strong hatred.

He was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, a gleam of joy flashed in his blue eyes, "You're awake."

"you go."

"You go, I don't want to see you."

He felt ashamed in his heart, so he had to say in a low voice, "Little Cai'er, don't be self-willed anymore, you are already my woman."

Tong Caiwei exhausted all her strength and slapped him on the face, "If you don't want to get a cold corpse, leave immediately."

As she spoke, she made a gesture to bite her tongue.

Su Mochen's face showed horror, "I'll go, I'll just go, you must not hurt yourself."

She looked at her, with an incompatible look of hatred in her eyes, which made it impossible to look directly at.

Su Mochen felt guilty, and didn't dare to look at her for a while, "If you still want to wait for Ye Fan to save you, then don't do stupid things. You hate me so much, don't you want to watch me get knocked down by him?"

"I'll see you again tonight."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry.

It turns out that it is daytime now. . .

Tong Caiwei sat up from the bed, staring blankly at the empty room.

Here, you can never tell whether it is day or night.

In her time, there was only night from now on.

She held out her hand and looked down at the mark on her arm.

It's faded a lot, but it's still noticeable.

That night, a crazy night, he was like a demon, taking everything away from her.

She hated, her heart was full of strong hatred, she wished she could kill him right away.

It's easy to hate someone. Destroy all the things she cares about most, and you can make someone hate you to the bone.

Why is she still waking up?

How good would it be to just die in a deep sleep?

That way, you don't have to face the harsh reality.

Can. . .Even in her sleepy dreams, she had to face cruelty.

Even her dream would not let her go.

What did she do wrong?

A decision more than ten years ago caused her family to be ruined, caused her to turn against her younger sister, and caused her to become a target of the devil's revenge.

But she couldn't hate the person who made her lose everything.

She loves him. . .

She deserved to die.

Because only death can set her free.

But she didn't even have the courage to die, because she still had worries and reluctance in her heart.

She still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that he could find her.

The picture in the dream reappeared in her mind, she closed her eyes in pain, and let the tears fall from her eyes one by one.

She knew that even if she was defiled by Su Mochen, he would not despise her.

But she hated herself.

Her body was dirty, and as soon as she saw these marks on her body, that humiliating night would cruelly replay in her mind.

She covered her head with her hands, screaming in pain.

Perhaps, only venting like this will make her feel better.

In the following days, she lived a life like purgatory, suffering in dire straits.

Su Mochen would visit her every day.

She didn't know the time outside, nor how long she had been imprisoned, but felt that it was much longer than a century.

Sometimes he wanted to stay with her, but she reacted violently, and he didn't dare to really offend her.

There were still iron chains on her feet, and she was trapped like a slave.

There is a TV in the basement, but I can't see anything when I turn it on.

Sometimes she feels too depressed, so she will turn on the TV and watch the flickering snowflakes,