The abandoned old house is full of garbage, the furniture is all dilapidated, spiders are everywhere in the corners, the windows are completely closed, and the dilapidated door makes an old sound when it is pushed open.
"Boss." The subordinate nodded respectfully when he saw the person walking in.
The woman didn't speak, her eyes fell on the man lying on the old wooden board. His clothes were in tatters, his skin was bruised, his hair was messy and in clumps, he was as skinny as wood, without any fleshiness, and he looked as decadent as if he was not a living person.
people.
"How is she doing?"
"I tried to escape twice, but we caught him and gave him a beating each time. I have become more honest these past two days."
"Run away?" The woman raised an evil smile at the corner of her mouth, her cold eyes fell on her body, and she pretended to be concerned: "Lessons are lessons, don't destroy this face, otherwise all the food I feed her will be in vain.
"
"Don't worry, boss, we will do it in a measured manner and we will definitely leave no scars."
The subordinate nodded and bowed, and immediately answered politely.
"How long do you want to torture me?" Qin Xin turned her head and saw the beautiful woman in front of her. Even though she was as beautiful as an immortal, she was just a Shura from hell at this moment.
Cruel, ruthless.
"I don't know." The woman shrugged indifferently and said softly: "I told you, since you dare to break my rules of the game, you should also bear the punishment of the game! Don't worry, your punishment has not begun yet!"
"Ahem...what do you want from me?"
Qin Xin coughed heartbreakingly a few times, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs. She was locked in this dark room with no one paying attention to her, and she was given a ration of food, water, and drugs;
Death is even more impossible...
I tried to escape several times but failed...
She is now being monitored 24 hours a day, giving her no chance to escape or die.
The woman smiled, leaned forward and lifted her chin with her fingers, and clicked her tongue a few times: "It's a shame to waste such a beautiful face in vain! If you eat so much of my goods, you have to earn some money for me!"
"……you!"
Before Qin Xin finished speaking, she let go of her hand, licked her fingertips with a look of disgust on her face: "Get a doctor to check her out, and then dress her up! Send her to Yunding to pick up the guests!"
"You want me to do it - Miss? I don't want it! Don't even think about it! Ahem..."
Qin Xin coughed violently several times, covered the corners of her mouth, and stared at the woman angrily, with unspeakable resentment! He had never seen a woman so cruel and tried every means to torture herself.
The woman's slender arms were casually placed on her chest and she nodded: "Okay! You can also choose not to pick up the guests, but don't expect me to give you any more fans! Also, the feng shui of Qin Xuanyi and Qiao Xue's cemetery doesn't seem to be very good, so I
Do you want to help your parents find a feng shui treasure?"
Qin Xin's eyes were startled, and she sat up suddenly in the next second. Her fingers tightly grasped the corner of the woman's clothes, and she gnashed her teeth: "You just want to avenge that bitch and torture me. Don't touch my father and mother.
Grave! Do you still have humanity? They are all dead. If you touch them, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Retribution?" The woman couldn't help but sneered, her stern pupils reflected Qin Xin's pale face, and asked in a gloomy voice: "Have you ever thought about retribution when you have done so many bad things? Qin Xin, why do you have it?
Are you talking to me about retribution? The one who needs retribution is you, Lan Sichen, and you damn rich people! You think you are superior, and it feels good to trample others under your feet, right?"
"Aren't you a rich lady? Now you are not being played like a bitch by men, and you are begging me for fans! Where has your noble and elegant temperament gone?"
"You!!" Qin Xin gritted her teeth. The fingers holding her sleeves were almost exhausted. She was panting and her heart was full of hatred. But at this moment, she was no match for her and had no ability to resist.
Unwilling to stand in a stalemate with her for several minutes, he finally compromised and lowered his arms. His voice was hoarse and weak: "You just want to take revenge on me! Don't touch my father and mother's grave. I can promise you anything."
A beautiful smile appeared on the woman's lips, "As long as you open your thighs obediently and make money for me, I will definitely not treat you badly!!"
Qin Xin lay on the wooden board and curled up into a ball. She was in such a miserable state that she was even worse than a beggar on the street.
He thought that by taking revenge on Si Lan, he could make Si Lan fall into endless pain, but he failed in the end. He clenched his hands involuntarily, bit his lip subconsciously, and a sharp edge flashed in his eyes——
No, you must survive!
Only if you survive can you see Silan's shocked expression when he knows everything... It will definitely be more exciting than now!
I must survive, no matter what method I use!
The woman walked out of the house, glanced at the closed wooden door, and said coldly: "Keep an eye on her. If she runs away or dies, I will make you into a human stick!"
"Got it, boss." The subordinate nodded, hesitated for a moment and raised his head and said, "Boss, the woman named Tang came back from Malaysia. Although she hasn't got our evidence yet, she will find out about us sooner or later. Do you want to solve it now?
Lose."
——Tang Nun.
The woman's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she hesitated for a few seconds before speaking: "Don't touch her for the time being. If necessary, no matter who it is, no one will be left alive."
"yes."
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Si Lan received an invitation from Wen Wanrou to Lan's house. The servant led her to the tea room, where Wen Wanrou was already waiting for her.
The boiling water made a sound as it pushed against the lid of the pot, water droplets splashed in all directions, and white mist floated up, slightly blurry; gentle and white fingers held the purple tea cup and moistened the tea set, and the peripheral vision caught Si Lan, only slightly.
A smile: "Sit."
Silan knelt down in front of the coffee table and watched her make tea. The air in the huge tea room was filled with the fragrance of tea, which was quiet and mellow. A woman like Wen Wanrou was really like this cup of tea. She needed to cook it slowly to discover the deeper aspects of her.
Lots of stuff.
"I really didn't expect that Jing En would be your sister. I didn't expect that our fate is so close."
"Thank you for sending Jing Eun to the orphanage."
Si Lan sincerely thanked her for sending Jing En to an orphanage instead of letting her live in a big dye vat like the Lan family. Otherwise, she doesn't know what Jing En would be like today.
The orphanage is so many times better than the Lan family. He still has her.
Wen Wanrou took a sip of the fragrant tea, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "It's just a little effort. I occasionally went to see her in those years. She is a very cute little girl. No wonder I thought you were the first time I saw you.
Very familiar."
"When you met Jing-eun, was there anything on her body?"
Si Lan asked seriously, which was why he came to see Wen Wanrou. He hoped to get some information from her to know about his and Jing En's life experiences.
Wen Wanrou put down the tea cup, shook her head gently, and slowly repeated the process of making tea.
"When I met her, she was in a stroller, wearing pink clothes and nothing else. I also tried hard to help her find her parents, but unfortunately there was no news over the years. After that, she grew up
She wanders around and I haven't seen her a few times. This child is wild-minded and can't be controlled."
"How did you know that Jing En was hospitalized?" It was obviously Lan Aotian who sent people to kill them, and Ling Jiuyue suppressed this matter. Why did she know that Jing En was injured?
"I knew before that she had connections with some triads in Hong Kong. I was worried that something might happen to her, so I commissioned a private detective to help me find her. I didn't expect that she didn't even contact me when she came back from Hong Kong. When I learned that she was injured and hospitalized, I went all the way to worry about it.
have a look."
Wen Wanrou answered slowly, and when she looked at her, her bright eyes glowed with a little light: "You don't believe what I say?"
He took out an information bag from his side and placed it in front of her. The information bag also had the logo of the detective agency printed on it.
"Although she is just a child I picked up and met by chance. Maybe it's because I don't have a daughter, so I like her very much and always keep her in my heart."
"Then why don't you take her back to the Lan family? Because you know how dirty the Lan family is? Or are you afraid that you are not qualified to be her mother?" Si Lan said sharply.
Wen Wanrou pursed her lips and smiled softly, sighed deeply, and said softly: "I know you have a lot of curiosity, don't worry. I will tell you slowly..."
"Your guess is correct. The reason why I didn't take Jing En back to Lan's house is because I know this is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. I don't want a good girl to be ruined here. Besides, even if she is let go
I can't take care of her in the Lan family, so it's better to let her live in an orphanage, where she will be much more comfortable and free than in the Lan family."
"Thanks."
"If you really want to thank me, why not promise me something."
"Um?"
"Get out of here."
Wen Wanrou spoke one word at a time, the smile on her face faded, solemn and rigorous. Silan was stunned for a moment, her eyes slightly confused, only to hear her voice raised again: "I know this is unfair to you
, I also know that Si Chen owes you even if he gives you his life. But as a
As a mother, even if he is a murderer, he is still my son. I can’t bear to see him suffer. Especially the pain in my heart. If you continue to stay here, whether you are close to him or far away from him, it will be a kind of torture for him.
.Especially...you chose another man!"
For Sichen, the most painful thing is to see you happy with other men and unable to do anything about it.
"Sorry, I can't do it." Slan answered decisively without even thinking about it.
Whether you want to leave or stay should be decided by yourself, not by Wen Wanrou or anyone else.
"Are you really unwilling to let him go? Do you have to torture his spirit like this?" Wen Wanrou frowned gently, looking at her with a trace of begging in her eyes: "If I beg you, you are
Can’t you promise me?”
Si Lan put down the cup in his hand. The hot cup could not warm his cold fingertips. The water in the cup was rippled and a few floating tea leaves were swaying.
"If I want to torture him, the whole world should know by now that he is the product of your marriage with Lan Aotian! And you can't just sit here and enjoy your tea."
It is too easy to take revenge on Lan Sichen now. No matter what he does, Lan Sichen will resist or even obediently help him. From his testimony against Lan Yuanmo, we know how much he likes to help others!
This is how he carries all the sins on himself; Wen Wanrou's, Lan Aotian's, and Qin Xin's, he carries them all by himself.
Wen Wanrou looked stunned, looked at her with bright eyes for a long time, and suddenly laughed, sighed, and said regretfully: "If it weren't for our status, I think we should be friends. I hypnotized you half a year ago, thinking that I could give you and Si Chen
A chance for each other, but I didn't expect that it would push my son into a darker abyss."
"Actually..." Si Lan hesitated for a moment, stared at her closely, and said seriously: "You love Lan Aotian, don't you?"
If it weren't for loving Lan Aotian, why would he give birth to Lan Sichen and suffer in this world? If it wasn't for loving Lan Aotian, why would he protect Sichen and love him so much?
"Love?" A smile appeared at the corner of Wen Wanrou's mouth, and she shook her head slightly: "You are wrong this time."
I turned my head and looked out the window. The pink petals were falling, flying all over the sky, beautiful and dreamy. It seemed that I could smell the fragrance of cherry blossoms through the glass.
"I don't love Lan Aotian, not at all. How could I love an old man..."
Don't love?
Silan looked at her even more puzzled, speechless for a moment, not knowing what to ask, and lowered his head to drink tea.
"The person I love is Yuan Mo."
Wen Wanrou spoke calmly, her eyes were mired in memories, unable to extricate herself, immersed in her own world. Silan was shocked, raised his head and looked at her soft silhouette with surprised eyes, unable to believe his ears.
She actually loved Lan Yuanmo. Why did she love Lan Yuanmo and have an affair with Lan Aotian? Why did she love Lan Yuanmo and give birth to Lan Sichen?
This woman's thoughts are really terrible... No one thought that she was actually in love with her husband...
"I liked him from the first time I saw him. I married him with joy. Even if I knew the person in his heart was not me, I didn't care. Because no matter whether there is love or not, I am his only wife. We are destined.
We are one. I thought this could last a lifetime, but I didn't expect that he couldn't let go of Ruixiu's mother, and even after marriage he was still with her behind my back."
Si Lan did not speak, but listened quietly to her continued talk. I don’t know which book I read it in, but in fact, most people who study psychology have some slight depression in their hearts.
Some psychology students in some schools are so depressed that they throw stones at glass windows and street lights in the middle of the night to vent their frustration.
Because psychology is an overly depressing and complex study. Studying psychological phenomena and psychological laws requires sensitive observation and analysis. People with poor willpower often go in the wrong direction at the beginning and become suspicious and disbelieving.
People around you.
Wen Wanrou is an excellent psychiatrist, but it does not mean that her own heart will not get sick. As the saying goes, doctors do not heal themselves, and the same is true for psychiatrists. If you are confident that you are a psychiatrist, you will not believe that your own heart will also get sick.
"I never quarreled with him, nor would I interfere with that woman's affairs. I tried my best to convince myself that he was my husband, and I had to tolerate him. I loved him and gave him the right to hurt me! Ruixiu's mother
When she died in childbirth, in order to let Ruixiu grow up properly, Mo Yuan gave Ruixiu to me, making everyone think that Ruixiu was
He was my son. At that time, I was really not angry because the woman he loved had died in childbirth. I was his wife, standing closest to him. I told him that it would be okay to let Ruixiu be my son.
Yes, as long as he is willing to give me another child. He agreed, and we spent a not-so-happy time and had Yun Sheng."
Wen Wanrou stopped to take a sip of tea, and continued in a hoarse voice: "I thought our life would just go on like this, ordinary, and we would be happy if we had Rui Xiu and Yun Sheng. But he was not satisfied. He didn't like me, including
My body! He has had several women outside, and each woman is very similar to Ruixiu's mother. Only then did I know that the person he loves most in his heart is always Ruixiu's mother. Even if the person dies, he will not
Forgot."
No wonder Lan Yuanmo loves Lan Ruixiu so much. It turns out that Ruixiu is his child with the woman he loves most, so he naturally loves and cherishes him very much.
"Why? I have obviously worked very hard to be a good wife and mother and take care of Ruixiu and Yun Sheng for him. Why does he continue to hurt me like this?" Wen Wanrou murmured to herself, as if she still couldn't do anything about it until now.
Think about this problem.
When I picked up the cup to drink tea, I pulled down my sleeve, and the crooked and twisted scar on my left wrist was shocking. At first glance, there were at least seven or eight scars, and each one was very deep. It can be seen how serious it was when it was done. It should be
He almost died.
"You can't figure it out, so you have depression. You are crazy about hurting yourself and trying to attract his attention, but he is still indifferent, right?"
Si Lan said sadly, every scar on Wen Wanrou's wrist was left for Lan Yuanmo. She just wanted to live a good life with Lan Yuanmo. It didn't matter even if Lan Yuanmo didn't love her, but Lan Yuanmo just wanted to
Unwilling, he thought about Ruixiu's mother and went to find many women who were similar to Ruixiu's mother to stimulate Wen Wanrou's emotions, and finally drove her to a dead end.
Her gentle gaze lingered on her wrist along with Si Lan, her fingertips gently touched the dense scars on her wrist, and she chuckled: "Did you know, it hurts a little when the blade is iced and lightly scratches the skin?
I didn’t even realize it, I just watched the hot, bright red blood flow out of my body, and it was actually a feeling of relief."
"But they won't let you free."
Lan Yuanmo was already in an important position at that time. If there were rumors of his wife's suicide, it would have a great impact on his career; how could Lan Yuanmo allow such a thing to happen?
"Yes!" Wen Wanrou sighed, echoing the scenes that happened in those years with emotion, and smiled sweetly: "Yuan Mo doesn't allow me to die, and Lan Aotian doesn't allow me to die either. I will continue to be tortured while living, and live a superficially glorious life."
"So - you seduced Lan Aotian under the pretext of being drunk." Si Lan said, his tone not sure.
If Wen Wanrou was suffering from depression at that time, something like this would most likely happen.
There was a trace of approval in Wen Wanrou's eyes, and she nodded: "You are so smart! I did use drunkenness to seduce him, because I knew Lan Aotian liked me, and he liked my intelligence, gentleness and quietness. In fact, there is another thing that Lan Aotian
No one knows..."
When the cold voice paused, a trace of surprise flashed in Si Lan's eyes. They didn't know how many other things she was hiding.
"The red wine I gave Lan Aotian that night contained aphrodisiacs, and he knew it. What he didn't know was that I had already calculated the fertile period! Si Chen was not a product of drunken sex, he was designed by me to take revenge on this world.
Lan Yuanmo’s best tool.”
"revenge?"
She actually deliberately planned to give birth to Lan Sichen just to take revenge on Lan Yuanmo.
"Yes, it's revenge!"
She had a gentle smile on her face, and if she hadn't admitted it herself, no one would believe that she actually took advantage of her father-in-law and her child in this way.
She really is a terrible woman.
"Since he can hurt me unscrupulously, why can't I use the most effective way to retaliate against him! Nothing in this world can make him more angry and ashamed than his wife giving birth to his father's child..."
Snap!
Before she could finish her words, Silan's excited hands slammed on the table to interrupt her. The boiling water splashed out and made her skin red. Silan just frowned slightly and glared angrily.
Looking at this gentle, virtuous, noble and elegant woman in front of me...
"Are you crazy? Do you still have any humanity at all? Lan Sichen is your child, not your tool, let alone your tool to take revenge on Lan Yuanmo! It's so difficult that your heart won't hurt.
?”
Children should be the cleanest and most beautiful gift God has given to the world, but in Wenwanrou, children are just tools for revenge on men!
"It hurts!" Wen Wanrou looked at her calmly, her bright eyes as calm as a mirror, without wind or waves, as dry as a pool of stagnant water, her lips pursed lightly: "My heart hurts every moment! I look at him day by day.
As I grew up, I waited day and night. Finally, when Yuan Mo discovered this secret, I saw his face twisted with anger, and I was really happy...
...But when I knew he was going to kill Si Chen, my heart seemed to be broken. He was born in my ten-month pregnancy, and my blood is flowing in his body. How could I bear to watch him die. Qin Xin
She thought the person she loved was Ruixiu, but I know the person she loved was Si Chen! If she saw Si Chen in danger with her own eyes, she would definitely not stand idly by."
"It's you...it's actually you!"
Silan suddenly realized that all of this was caused by Wen Wanrou. The source of Lan Sichen's tragedy, Qin Xin's tragedy, and even his own tragedy was never others... but the seemingly gentle and lovely person in front of him.
Human - gentle and gentle.
"It's me!" There was a smile on Wen Wanrou's lips, her bright eyes looked at Si Lan movingly, and her eyes fell sharply on her right chest: "If I hadn't planned all this, Si Chen wouldn't have wanted your heart to save Xin'er.
, If I hadn't wanted to take revenge on Yuan Mo, Si Chen wouldn't have been born in this world. I originally wanted to destroy the Lan family with my own eyes, but I couldn't bear it because I felt sorry for Si Chen."