Chapter 31 I am a fish
"No -" Wang Tingyue moved his lips, but he didn't know how to continue.
"It's not what? The rumors outside are absolutely correct. I am clinging to Lu Xiu, but what can I do if I don't cling to him? Only the Lu family can overpower your Wang family. Ah!
It's just a pity that he didn't come today, so I had to target Mr. Cao. What was I trying to do? I just wanted them to be more powerful!
< br>You see clearly, now I only care about status!”
She pushed Wang Tingyue away mercilessly, turned around, opened the door, and stepped out.
The rain fell heavily in front of Liang Huan's eyes, as if the whole world was soaked by the heavy rain, and his heart felt like tearing pain.
People like Wang Tingyue should have a good outcome. She should not be burdened by her in this life, hurting their lives and ruining their futures.
She couldn't forget how he died in front of her.
Before he died, he gently wiped away her tears and asked her with red eyes, if possible, could he marry her in the next life...
Liang Huan wiped away her tears, but Wang Tingyue didn't know that she was no longer the innocent little girl in his memory. If they lived again, they would be further apart.
She has been unable to look back for a long time.
As soon as I turned around the corridor, I saw several people in the yard looking around, as if they were looking for something.
"Madam!"
When a maid saw her, she immediately shouted, and several people came in a panic.
Liang Huan calmed down and stood quietly waiting.
The visitor was out of breath and full of complaints: "Where has the lady gone? It's easy for the slaves to find me! If the master gets angry, the slaves-"
Someone pulls her She winked and the maid shut up.
Liang Huan glanced at her indifferently, "My lord is angry, I will explain it to you, why don't you leave?"
The previous maid was unconvinced, stiffened her neck, and snorted coldly.
Liang Huan just turned a blind eye. Such people could no longer anger her.
After passing through two gardens and passing through several arches, Liang Huan truly entered the inner garden of Sikong Mansion.
They did not take her to Wang Su's residence, but to a side courtyard first.
The interior of the house is damp, and the wooden furnishings on the side exude an old smell. Through the window, mottled bamboo shadows fall on the ground.
The maid brought her there, closed the door and stepped aside.
The old lady with goose-skinned and white hair looked at her with a sullen face, "How can I serve you well when you have just entered the house and don't understand the rules?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the maid standing behind immediately came up to take care of her. her clothes.
The hairs all over Liang Huan's body stood up. Those memories of humiliation overlapped with the situation at this moment. She gritted her teeth and pushed the maid down hard, but she also fell because of her ankle injury.
Before she could get up, two more maids came up and pinned her to the ground.
Liang Huan gasped and struggled, while the maids held her hands and feet down while tearing off her clothes and skirts.
The old grandma walked forward with a cold face and no emotion in her voice.
"My slave, I would like to advise you not to waste your efforts. No matter whether you are rich or wealthy, or a lady from a famous family, once you enter the gate of Sikong Mansion, you are nothing more than a bed-warmer.
And now, you, She is not even considered a virgin. Only when she is confirmed to be a virgin can she be close to an adult."
When her clothes were gone, the cool air made her shiver, and Liang Huan's eyes were red. Without saying a word, he stared fiercely at the person in front of him. What flowed from his eyes was not hot tears, but burning blood. However, the person in front of her didn't seem to see the resentful look in her eyes at all. He was visually inspecting her body inch by inch, like a puppet being controlled by someone.
"Spread her legs..."
...
When grandma stood up and wiped her hands, she showed no expression and asked people to take her to the back for cleaning.
Of all the women who screamed hysterically during the examination, I have never encountered one as forbearing as her, and she did not say a word from beginning to end.
Nanny couldn't help but look sideways. If she didn't know the basics, she would have suspected that she was a mute.
Liang Huan was like a walking zombie whose soul had been sucked dry. She was washed and dressed by them, and finally she was sent to Wang Su's house like a cooked fish and presented to the table for him to taste.
When Grandma saw the person lying on the couch who had been treated and docile, she nodded with satisfaction and threw a booklet heavily on her before leaving.
"You don't like people who don't understand anything."
When the door was locked and only Liang Huan was left in the empty room, her soul was injected into her body bit by bit. The blood foam in his mouth also overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Ignoring his mouthful of fishy and sweet taste, Liang Huan slowly sat up from the couch, took out the embroidery needle that had been hidden under his tongue, and smiled slightly.
Ever since Wang Su was stabbed, she has been very vigilant. Any woman who comes close to her must be inspected from head to toe.
She lifted up her loose long hair and tucked the embroidery needle behind her ears. Her long hair fell down and there was nothing strange about it. She only had one chance. If she couldn't hit it in one fell swoop, she would definitely die.
Liang Han sat on the couch with her eyes closed, waiting quietly.
As the sun went down, there was finally a sound at the door.
With the sound, Liang Huan unconsciously tightened the sheets under her body.
Different from her nervousness, the visitor walked very slowly, as if he knew how much pressure such leisurely time would cause to the waiting people, and instead became more and more relaxed.
Liang Huan opened her eyes and saw Wang Su walking forward with a grin on his face, half drunk.
"Little bitch, aren't you good at running away? Why did you still come to the door obediently?"
Liang Huan's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Wang Su knew that she was going to run away. So Zhang Shi's death couldn't be hidden from him, but why didn't he report her?
Liang Huan suppressed his surprise and just forced a smile, "Isn't this the land of the king in the whole world? Your Excellency, one person is less than ten thousand people. Where can I go with such a hand and eye that can reach the sky?"
Whether it was the compliment that worked or the fact that he knew he had a chance to win, Wang Su pinched her chin and smiled, his slightly old face showing a frivolity that was inconsistent with his age.
"What I want must be obtained, otherwise it must be destroyed! To tell you the truth, if you ran away with someone that day, I will definitely send you to prison the next day."
Liang Huan lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at him, fearing that she would not be able to conceal her overwhelming hatred.
Wang Su's thin hand was like a rake, clasping her tightly, and stroking her face with the other hand, "If someone from Dali Temple took you away like this, wouldn't you be put in jail? "
He lowered his head, the smell of alcohol suffocating on his face, and Liang Huan felt like vomiting. He originally thought that the people in Dali Temple closed the case as soon as possible because of Lu Xiu's affection, but he didn't expect that it was because of Wang Su.
Wang Su increased the strength of his hand, with a ferocious expression, "However, you are really different from that old guy. You can do such a cruel thing, which makes me like you a little."
Wang Su let go of her hand. With his chin, he suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled it back. Liang Huan tilted her body and groaned in pain.
This low sound aroused his decadent passion, and his drunken eyes were extremely excited.
(End of this chapter)