082 The word tattooed on her body Duan Mumu ran out of the ward in one breath. The wind blew a little cold on her face. She stretched out her hand to brush it away, but her fingertips were filled with tears. Damn it, I promised not to cry, but I cried again.
It turns out that she is not really strong.
There were hurried footsteps chasing behind her, which was extremely loud in the silent night. Duanmu Mu's heart trembled, and she instinctively wanted to run, but someone was already one step ahead of her, blocking the way.
"Mumu, listen to me," Kang Yutuo's voice was urgent, with a heavy breath after running in a hurry, "I really didn't lie to you, let alone take advantage of you, you have to believe me."
His black eyes were bright and sincere, clear and scorching even in the dim night, and did not look like he was lying.
Duanmumu wanted to believe him, but when she thought about his relationship with Leng Anyen, she really couldn't do it.
"You don't need to explain, even if it's a lie or use, it's pointless, but you will never have a chance again," her voice was low, with absolute alienation, and she no longer had the excitement when she saw him in the past.
Kang Yutuo's heart seemed to be clenched by her hand, "Mumu..."
"Didn't you call me sister-in-law?" Remembering the title she used in the ward, she looked at him mockingly.
Such ridicule made Kang Yutuo collapse. He stretched out his hand to hold her arm tightly, "Do you think I am willing to scream?" He roared, his voice low and hoarse, "The girl I like, the woman I am planning to marry, has become a woman."
How can I bear the shock of marrying someone else's wife?"
Although Duanmumu resented him, he was still shocked when he heard these words. He liked her and she knew it, but he said he was going to marry her?
is this real?
"Some time ago, our photos were taken. I was afraid that it would affect you, so I found Leng Anyen and asked him to suppress the matter. Later, he came to me with the photos and said that he could help me and asked me to leave you.
I was still wondering at the time... It turns out that you are his wife already." Kang Yutuo lowered his eyelids in pain, his handsome face distorted in the night, "Why didn't you tell me that you were married? Why did you give me hope?
In the end, it made me despair? You kept saying that I lied to you and used you... Now I even doubt who of us used whom? "
Duanmumu was originally full of anger and resentment, but after hearing this accusation, she suddenly realized that she was also the ambiguous one in her relationship with Kang Yutuo.
As if aware of her self-blame, Kang Yutuo pulled her closer, "Don't doubt my love, even if I can never like you again, the past feelings are absolutely true, without any impurities.
I didn't lie to you with Chen, absolutely not."
He took her hand and put it on his chest. He could feel the thumping beating through his clothes, "If you still don't believe it, you can dig him open with a knife and have a look..."
"Stop talking," she couldn't bear to listen, "I believe you, isn't that okay?"
It was probably because she was too excited that she became suspicious, Duanmumu convinced himself.
"Then let's go..." Kang Yutuo looked at her, her crying features in the night were heart-wrenching. At this moment, he really wanted to bow down and kiss her, kissing away her injuries and pain, but he knew he couldn't because he didn't have it.
qualifications.
"Still friends," Duanmumu took over his words, "just friends."
The next four words are another reminder that if she didn't know about his relationship with Leng Anyen, maybe she would happily accept Kang Yutuo's love, but she can't now, and she won't be able to in the future.
Kang Yutuo didn't understand. Although he was reluctant to give up, he could only feel helpless. He nodded, "Okay, friend..."
After saying that, his hand slowly slipped from her shoulder, then turned around and walked out, but before taking two steps, he came back and hugged her tightly.
Duanmu was stunned, completely stunned.
"Let me hug you, one last time," his voice was low, ringing in her ears, heavy and powerful, as if it had penetrated her eardrums and her heart.
Involuntarily, she reached out to hug him. Although the man she had liked since she was seventeen or eighteen years old, although he was just an idol, he still occupied the most beautiful and bitter time of her youth.
Kang Yutuo walked for a long time, but Duanmumu still kept half-hugging him until a sarcastic voice came from behind him, "If you are so reluctant to let go, why did you let him go?"
It was Leng Anyen, and he actually chased him out.
Withdrawing his hand, Duanmumu smiled bitterly, "I'm not like some people, who keep all the good things for themselves."
She mocked him again?
"Tell me, are the marks on your body left by him?" Besides him, there was only Su Huanan, and Leng Anyen went crazy when he thought of those ambiguous marks.
"Mr. Leng, you took off all your clothes, and you will have fewer marks on your body than me, right? We are the same, so don't blame each other?" Duanmumu looked at him, his eyes washed by tears in the night were as bright as the sky.
The brightest star.
Comparing with him again, it seemed that if he made a mistake, she would make the same mistake.
But no, he is a man and can have many, many women, but she cannot. She is his wife and can only belong to him.
Unknowingly, Leng Anyen had regarded her as his personal property without even realizing it.
"What a loser," Leng Anyen approached her, thinking about her reluctant embrace with Kang Yutuo, and her usual flirtations with Su Huanan, and he felt like he was increasingly unable to control her.
He hated this feeling, hated it so much.
"Believe it or not, I can destroy him with just one phone call?" It was another threat, but there was no way.
Sure enough, as soon as he said these words, Duanmu Mu's little face turned pale in the night, "Leng Anychen, please don't mess around, it's not him, it's not him at all."
"Who is that?" It's not Kang Yutuo, is it Su Huanan?
Duanmumu's heart throbbed violently, and the marks he left on her body felt as if she had been tortured. How should she tell him that these marks were actually left by him?
If she just said it, would he believe it?
The woman he saw when he woke up this morning was Ling Kexin. Although she didn't know how that woman entered the room, she knew that he would never believe that she had used her innocence as his antidote.
"Leng Anyen, please stop making random guesses," Duanmumu compromised.
But the longer she didn't say anything, the more uncomfortable he felt. "Is it Su Huanan?" he guessed again.
"No," she looked at him with a fierce look in her dark eyes. How could he think of her so dirty? In his heart, was she the kind of woman who could sleep with a man casually?
"Who is that?"
"you do not know……"
"Believe it or not, I will destroy both of them right now?" he got angry.
Duanmumu closed his eyes in pain, "I believe it... but it's useless even if you destroy them, because it's not them at all..."
"Who is that? Hu Xiaolie?" He looked at her with a pained look that was repressed, and he also felt like he was being driven crazy.
Kang Yutuo, Su Huanan, and Hu Xiaolie, how much magic power does this woman have to seduce so many men?
Hearing Hu Xiaolie's name, Duanmu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him with burning eyes, "You really want to know?"
He remained silent, silence replaced his answer.
She smiled and said, "If I said it was you, would you believe it?"
His heart trembled, and the charming scene from last night flashed through his mind, but he couldn't remember that face. Could it really be her?
He almost believed it, but when he thought of the woman he saw when he opened his eyes in the morning, his heart became hard again, "Duanmumu, do you think I am a fool?"
After hearing this, the smile on Duanmu Mu's face began to fade, like a flower that was ravaged by the cold wind in winter, miserable and lonely, but also unwilling.
"Since you don't believe it, then don't ask," she said, feeling embarrassed for herself.
She put such a cuckold on him and actually asked him not to ask. It seems that if she doesn't give him a longer memory, she won't be able to remember whose woman she is?
She was dragged upstairs by him, wandering around to nowhere, and finally stopped at the beauty department of the hospital.
I don't know what he is going to do, but my intuition tells Duanmumu that nothing good will happen.
"Get out," he shouted to the medical staff in white clothes as soon as he entered the door, as if he was at home.
The little nurse was so frightened that she immediately ran to the side, and a man in white clothes walked out. He looked to be in his thirties, with a smile on his face, "Mr. Leng, what are you..."
"I'll lend you your place," he said in a deep voice.
"But..." The male doctor seemed a little embarrassed, but he immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Leng, just don't do anything illegal, otherwise it will be difficult for me to explain."
Leng Anyen glanced at the man, he had already turned around and left.
Duanmumu was dragged to the innermost room. On the wall were various human body beauty paintings, and even tattoo paintings. She was stunned for a few seconds. When she realized what she was doing, she found that Leng Anyen had many paintings in his hands.
There was something like a pen.
"You, what are you going to do?" Duanmumu was so frightened that he wanted to run away.
"Take off your clothes," no reply, just a command.
Duanmu shook his head and resisted.
"Don't let me do it," his voice was cold, "unless you want your celebrity lover to disappear overnight."
Hearing this, Duanmumu stopped retreating. How could she harm Kang Yutuo?
Closing her eyes, she could only compromise.
"Take off your clothes and lie down on her," he said again, already turning on the lighting on the operating bed. The very hot light made her skin seem to be burned.
The cold alcohol rubbed against her waist and abdomen. The coolness made her scared and nervous. She instinctively grabbed the edge of the bed. The next second, a heartbreaking pain came from her waist and abdomen, and then with his movements,
The pain became more and more intense.
Sweat slid down from my forehead and slid across the corners of my eyes, more like tears...
After a long time, the stinging pain finally stopped. Just as Duanmumu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a few clicks, and then Leng Anyen held up the phone to show her, "Look carefully, this is my brand."
The sunken skin on her abdomen and waist now has a pattern, no, to be exact, it is a word, dark blue... It sounds sick.
Chen!
"Do you understand what this means?"
Of course Duanmumu understands, this is his name, he is declaring his sovereignty over her body.
Leng Anyen squatted down and touched her smooth back with his fingers, "Originally, I wanted to dig out these traces of you, but that would be too embarrassing and would affect my future perception, so I engraved this word... From now on, there will be no difference
When a man comes to you, you have to remind him. If you don’t want to die, just go ahead and do it.”
