...God knows, Miss Zhou, I didn't have any wishful thinking at all. I just asked not to die in his hands, thank God... He smashed my mobile phone, and I couldn't make any calls here. I couldn't even call the police.
I know that the police dare not go to his house to save people. Even if I die here, no one will seek justice for me... Miss Zhou, only you can help me. Please help me this time, as long as
If I can escape, I will definitely thank you in the future..."
Poor Zhou Ting was completely confused. She came here full of anger at first, fighting for the "mistress" for the first time in her life... Her mother even gave her several poisonous plans: including if the "mistress" was too difficult to deal with
If necessary, you can even kill them if necessary.
For example, faking a car accident or something, it can happen in minutes.
Unexpectedly, the "mistress" was so disgraced that he caught himself and tried desperately to save his life.
Oh my god, what is this all about?
Her combat value is immediately reduced to zero.
"Miss Zhou, please, Mr. Wang loves you so much, he will definitely listen to your words..."
Zhou Ting shuddered.
This kind of "lover" really doesn't matter if you don't love someone.
She stood up, her face a little pale: "I'm sorry, Miss Yan, I can't help you with this."
"Why not? Miss Zhou, don't you work for UN Women? Can't you just treat me as one of your aid recipients? Please, if you don't help me, I'm afraid no one will dare to help me...
...Even if you don't help me, can you send a message to my boyfriend? Tell him that I'm afraid I won't live to marry him, and please forget about me..."
Zhou Ting's face turned paler and her breathing was a little difficult.
"Please tell him that after I die, I just hope that he can help me burn some paper money every Qingming Festival. He is the only relative I have in this world..."
Her voice was sincere and her expression was desperate. At a certain moment, Zhou Ting gritted her teeth and really wanted to blurt out and agree to this condition. However, when she thought of her father's current situation, her heart immediately hardened. It was impossible, even if she didn't marry Wang Donglin,
But she couldn't offend him. If this man was so shameless, he would rather offend a gentleman than a villain. At the very least, she didn't want to add another enemy to the family.
She said calmly: "I'm sorry, forgive me for my incompetence."
Yan Xixi didn't beg her again, she just sat back in the chair blankly.
Zhou Ting saw that she was holding her forehead with one hand, and the bruises were so obvious. She also saw that her eyes were dull, as if her brain had been severely shocked and beaten. She was no longer a normal person.
She quietly walked to the door without Yan Xixi noticing.
It wasn't until he was about to open the door and go out that he couldn't help but turn around and stare at Yan carefully, only to realize that this woman had a picturesque face and a slender figure. If she hadn't suffered such terrible torture, she might actually be a great beauty.
How terrible!
She had developed a vague fear towards Wang Donglin, as if she had finally seen a person's true face clearly. At this time, let alone marrying him, she was really afraid of avoiding him. Even if he pointed a gun at her, she would not do it.
Maybe she will marry Wang Donglin again.
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