Yan Ruoling struggled desperately, but the person on her body was like a mountain that could not be moved.
She felt like she was about to suffocate, and her mind and body were suffering from double pain.
But little did he know that the more she resisted, the angrier Han Qiancheng would become. He had completely lost his mind. He only knew that the girl who used to have his whole heart and eyes full of him would never come back.
He lost her, and now she hates him, hates him, and even wants to kill him.
And he just wants her.
Maybe as long as he gets her, she won't leave him.
Yan Ruoling noticed Han Qiancheng's intentions, and she called out his name in panic: "Han Qiancheng, let me go, don't touch me."
But how could Han Qiancheng still hear it? He was so full of anger that he didn't know what he was doing anymore?
He roughly tore off her clothes, and those scarlet eyes were as horrifying as if they were stained with blood.
Such Han Qiancheng made Yan Ruoling feel terrible. She kept shaking her head, her tears rolling down one by one like broken pearls, and she begged in a crying voice: "Please, don't
..."
Her voice was blocked again, but Yan Ruoling couldn't even call for help. Until the heartbreaking pain spread throughout her body, she knew that no one would come to save her.
She closed her eyes in despair and fell into the long darkness.
...
When Han Qianyu came back, it was already dark. She sat by the river for a long time and still didn't see her brother looking for her, so she had no choice but to come back by herself.
She wanted to ask her brother what he really thought. When she came outside the bamboo house, she saw that the room was dark with no lights on.
Han Qianyu was a little curious. Wasn't her brother inside? She was about to go in and take a look when she heard a snap and Yan Ruoling's hoarse voice cursed: "Get out, I don't want to see you again."
She was startled and hurriedly opened the door, and heard Han Qiancheng yell: "Get out."
Han Qianyu was too frightened to go any further. She asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you okay?"
Han Qiancheng said a little irritably: "Get out."
This voice was so intimidating that Han Qianyu did not dare to disobey him and retreated obediently.
Han Qiancheng sat on the edge of the bed, filled with regret. He didn't know what happened to him to do such an animal thing. It turned out that he had such a bad side hidden deep in his heart.
He sat quietly, the corners of his lips moved again and again, but he couldn't say anything to apologize.
"I tell you to get out, you get out."
Yan Ruoling roared hysterically. She couldn't see Han Qiancheng's face clearly in the darkness, but his aura lingered around her, making her feel sick and in pain.
She was really in pain. He was not gentle at all. He brought her nothing but pain.
Unfortunately, he woke up again not long after he fainted, feeling his torture over and over again.
From that moment on, the brother Han she once loved with all her heart was really dead, dead in her heart.
They can never go back.
Han Qiancheng was afraid that she would hurt herself if she was too excited. He grabbed her hand and said, "Ling'er, whether you accept it or not, you are now my Han Qiancheng's woman, and you can't escape."
Yan Ruoling cried so hard that she ran out of energy. She was like a broken doll with no light in her eyes anymore: "Why do you do this to me? Why do you humiliate me like this?"