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Chapter Fifteen In Hell

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    It has been a day and a night to arrive at this house, and Shen Xun was locked in the room. Except for eating, bathing and going to the toilet, he was handcuffed to the bed frame with one hand during the rest of the time.  During this period, there were two people who came into contact with her, one was a woman in her fifties with a Chinese appearance, and she specially delivered meals to her.  The other was a tall, dark-skinned man whose main job was to uncuff and put on her handcuffs.  Neither of them communicated with her, but their attitudes were still polite.

    Shen Xun didn't sleep well that night, and woke up before dawn.  The handcuffed arms were a little numb due to keeping in the same position for a long time.  She stared at the intricate patterns on the ceiling, which actually looked like poppies.  Like a revolving lantern in my mind, the scene of this period of time is staged.  Everything from arriving in Yunnan was like a dream. She had never experienced such a profound sweetness, nor had she felt such a sad setback.  It would be a lie to say that she was not afraid, she knew in her heart that maybe she would die in this place in the next moment, or be forced to become addicted to drugs, which would be worse than death.  She has also calculated countless times, according to the current situation, the possibility of her escaping alone is zero.

    Has anyone noticed that she is missing?  If so, who would discover it first?  Is it my uncle or Zheng Shuchun?  As for Shen Jinsheng She raised the corner of her mouth and laughed at herself.  When she was 15 years old, she was caught by that pervert and locked up for two full days and two nights. When she was finally rescued, he never appeared in front of her.  She saw from the news that he was on official business at the time.  The word father is a luxury for her.

    There is no clock in the room, and Shen Xun cannot know the exact time.  About an hour later, the door was opened from the outside, and the man came to uncuff her, and the woman came in with breakfast.

    "Although I don't know how long I can live here, if you don't mind, why don't you tell me your names." She rubbed her temporarily released wrist and watched them speak.

    The man's eyes stayed on her face for two seconds, and he said quietly: "Liao Sheng."

    The woman didn't answer her, put down her breakfast and went out.

    "Her name is Aunt Man." While Shen Xun was washing his face, Liao Sheng said suddenly, "Her son was caught selling drugs in China and sentenced to death."

    Shen Xun's movements froze for a moment.

    For this breakfast, she completely lost her appetite and barely moved.

    When Aunt Man took the dinner plate back to the kitchen, she met Cheng Li on the stairs.  He glanced at the dinner plate and went downstairs indifferently.

    Ye Xue got up a little later, and when she went to the living room downstairs, she saw Cheng Lizheng leaning on the sofa watching TV, she glanced at the screen, it was a series of Burmese family stories.

    "When did you start liking this kind of subject matter?" She poured a glass of water and sat beside him.

    "Practice Burmese." Cheng Li replied.

    "Do you really intend to stay?" Ye Xue asked.

    "Unless Uncle Wei is willing to let you go free." He looked sideways at her, "I'm going to ask him what conditions he wants."

    Ye Xue hesitated for a moment: "The possibility is very small."

    "Because he is your father?" Cheng Li's voice was flat.

    Ye Xue's hand holding the cup trembled, her eyes were shocked: "You how do you know?"

    "When you tie your hair up, the hairline at the back of your head is the same as his." Cheng Li took the cup in her hand and put it on the coffee table, "And your hands, the nails and joints are exactly the same as his."

    "Genes are really powerful, right?" He smiled slightly, watching her rubbing her fingers subconsciously, "Others can't see it, why can't I see it?"

    Ye Xue looked at him, her body tensed uncomfortably, and her face was a little pale.

    "Aren't you going to tell me the truth?" Cheng Li asked slowly.

    "You guessed right." Ye Xue took a deep breath, and met his sharp black eyes, "I didn't know at first."

    "I just want to confirm this point. As for the rest, I won't force you, that's your privacy." Cheng Li looked away and looked at the TV screen.

    "I told you that I don't kiss my mother. No, it should be said that she doesn't kiss me. I was brought up by my grandmother when I was a child. When other children held their father's hand and called Dad, I didn't even dare to look.  Look." In the slightly noisy background of the TV, Ye Xue's voice slowly rang out, "But I envy them for having a pair of solid arms that can lift them up high, or hold them in my arms to shield them from the wind.  Shelter from the rain. My mother shuts herself up to draw more often, and never allows me to set foot in her studio. Once I sneaked in and saw a large black poppy with a devil's picture hidden inside.  Face."

    Hearing this, Cheng Li frowned slightly.

    "I don't know who that demon is, but I think my mother must have felt relieved the moment she got the cancer diagnosis.I still listen to Uncle Wei.  "He was silent for a while, and spoke slowly.

    "In this case, then you should give Xiao An a meeting gift." Wei Qifeng smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and looked up at Zu'an: "Xiao An, let's drink first, and you can take her away when it's over, there is plenty of time later  .¡±

    Zaan smiled openly: "Thank you Uncle Wei, thank you Brother Li."

    "Listen, Cheng Li," when everyone was about to leave, Shen Xun said suddenly, her voice was low but clear, revealing a sense of determination, "As long as I live, I will never let you go."

    "Well, I heard," Cheng Li looked at her, his dark eyes showed no emotion, "By the way, your friend Barton, he is dead."

    Shen Xun stared at him, his eyes turned red instantly.

    Looking at the familiar handsome face, her heart ached.  She knew that he was reminding her what a group of cruel people she was facing.  They can teach children to read and write amiably one moment, and run over and kill strangers passing by without blinking the next moment.  Maybe in the next second, she will experience the same experience as Barton.

    The footsteps dissipated one after another, and she sat in the dim room, motionless, like an unconscious statue.

    I don't know how long it took, the door was pushed open, Shen Xun subconsciously raised his hand to block the glare of the light, seeing Zaan striding into the room, her whole body tensed up.

    The moment his hand touched her, she began to struggle desperately, but was firmly restrained by him, and a tiny sentence suddenly came from her ear: "I'll take you home."

    Her movements froze, almost suspecting that she had heard wrong, but she saw him wink at her.

    "Why, you don't want to go with me?" He unfastened her handcuffs, carried her to his shoulders, and slapped her buttocks hard as he walked out the door, "You're not honest? What if I go back?"  control you!"

    Shen Xun struggled and beat all the way until he was thrown into the car.

    "Brother Li, I think this girl is still a little bit reluctant to leave you." Zuan opened the door and teased with raised eyebrows.

    When he said this, everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Li.

    Cheng Li put his hands in his pockets, expressionless, and said after a few seconds: "Anyway, keeping her alive may be useful in the future."

    Zaan was startled, then gave him a thumbs up, and smiled wildly: "It makes sense, listen to you, I will restrain myself, I will restrain myself."

    Hearing the meaning of his words, Yue Lei and his party also glanced at Shen Xun who was curled up in the car, showing a malicious smile.

    The roar of the motor pierced the night.  In the poppy field under the moonlight, the speeding car is like a small boat, gradually moving away and disappearing on the rolling sea.

    Ye Xue looked at Cheng Li at the side, grabbed his arm and wanted to talk to him, but he avoided it, and said in a soft tone, "I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep first."

    Seeing his back without turning his head, she wanted to catch up, but Wei Qifeng stopped her: "Xue'er, he is a little emotional and normal." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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