His sharp eyes were mixed with disgust, and his eyes fell on her raised skirt. Her once fair thighs were covered with scars, which were traces of her skin grafting.

An Lan chuckled and deliberately lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing deeper marks. She raised her eyes to look at Feng Yu and said, "Mr. Feng, do these scars look disgusting? Do you still remember their origins?"

An Lan said, gently brushing the uneven scars with her fingers, lowering her eyes and saying: "These scars are all traces of my skin grafting on Mai Linlin. That day you said that she was burned by a fire while trying to save you, so you sent me to the operation.

The room was cut off from my flesh alive, and now it’s attached to her body!”

"Mr. Feng, when you were sleeping with her, did you feel that I was there too?" An Lan smiled nonchalantly, but her fingers penetrated deeply into her flesh. The sadness in her heart made her speak harshly.

"You still dare to mention this? Bitch, if she hadn't saved me that day, I would have died a long time ago. And what about you? After receiving the call, you pretended not to know and went to have a good time. This is what you love about me.

Evidence?”

Feng Yu thought of that day when he woke up in the hospital and how angry he felt when he learned that An Lan went to the hotel to fool around with people!

That's why he deliberately asked doctors to take skin from An Lan's body to perform plastic surgery on Mai Linlin, just to let her remember the feeling of betraying him.

"You approached me in the first place because of Feng's family? Your father had a good plan and wanted you to get close to me and swallow up Feng's family secretly. Do you think I don't know?"

"Yes, I am close to you just for profit... But since I am so ugly and vicious, why do you still sleep with me? If your Linlin knew that you slept with me, I don't know how sad she would be.

!”

Feng Yu frowned, strangled her neck, and said angrily: "An Lan, if you are sensible, just shut up! Otherwise, I will make your life worse than death!"

An Lan chuckled, closed his eyes and stopped talking, and stopped looking at Feng Yu.

Isn't her current life worse than death? Death is a luxury wish for her.

Feng Yu let go of her with a cold snort, then slammed the door angrily and left.

After hearing the slamming of the door, An Lan opened her eyes and looked at the closed door. She slightly raised the corners of her lips, lifted up her skirt and looked at the ferocious thighs.

With a slightly trembling hand, he brushed the area that no longer hurt, and whispered softly and sadly: "Feng Yu, you have never believed me, why..."

...

In the dead of night, in the silent ward, the crisp notification tone was extremely loud.

An Lan opened her eyes and picked up her phone with a little doubt. Someone was sending her a message at this time? Who was it?

She clicked it and saw a small dark room, with a vague figure visible under the weak light.

She observed the figure carefully, the lights suddenly turned on, and a familiar face was reflected in her dark pupils.

An Lan exclaimed, grabbed the phone tightly, and shouted: "Brother!"

In the video, An Zhongjie is almost naked and tied to a wooden frame. His head is slightly lowered, and it is difficult to tell whether he is still conscious.

And there were horrific wounds all over his body.

There was a woman standing next to An Zhongjie, hitting An Zhongjie with an iron rod.

An Lan looked at this scene, gritted his teeth and clenched his cell phone, and roared: "Let go, let go of my brother!"

However, her roar had no effect, it was just a video.

The hot tears were like dropped pearls. An Lan kept pounding her cell phone, hoping to rush in and save her relatives.

The roars, cries of pain and laughter from the video, mixed with her cries, were extremely clear.

It was like a magic sound poured into her ears. An Lan was bent over in pain and did not dare to look at her relatives in the video. She gritted her teeth and said, "Why, why do you do this?!"

She thought of the club Feng Yu took her to. How long had her brother stayed there and how long had she lived an inhuman life?

An Lan didn't dare to think about it. Just listening to her brother's voice made her feel worse than death. How miserable was her brother who was trapped in hell?

She jumped out of bed, opened the door and wanted to rush out. She wanted to save her brother, even if she risked her own life.
Chapter completed!