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Marriage is natural: the president's husband is too presumptuous! - Chapter 599
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The ink night cold has formed a rule that even if it is late, one must return to Metasequoia Garden and have a look at the small milk bag. Then, like my sister-in-law, I asked about the diet and rest of the little milk bag on this day.
Sometimes, when the little milk bag fell asleep, he stood at a distance, avoiding the place where the air flow could meet, and quietly staring at the sleeping little fellow. Sometimes, his eyes seem to have fantasies.
The little milk bag was sleeping soundly, while the dragon was gently guarding it. Sometimes, he even looked up and smiled at him. Every time, he would smile back, gentle and affectionate.
Unfortunately, all this is illusory. She was not there at all, far away from him.
The ink night cold walked out of the room and went outside.
The sister-in-law asked, “Second young master, won’t you stay? It’s getting dark outside, how cold it is.”
The ink night was cold and did not speak, and the pace at his feet did not stop.
Moyechen walked out of the villa in the suburbs. During this period of time, he almost searched the whole G city and did not find any clues related to Su Xiaonian.
If he can’t find her again, he thinks he will definitely go crazy!
He had never felt this way before. I always feel that she is an object, a flower, the kind he keeps in the greenhouse. Anyway, she will not run away, and he doesn’t have to care about her mood at all.
However, these days, he seems to have lost his soul, and his heart is empty.
Out of the villa, he did not drive, but walked outside.
It came to mind that when I was with her, I had few occasions when I accompanied her for a walk outside the garden at night. She snuggled up to him like a bird, talking and laughing.
At the beginning, I felt noisy, but now…
Suddenly, there were footsteps behind him. Mo Yechen turned his head warily too late. A black sack covered his face and his back neck was hit hard. He passed out in a coma.
When Mo Yehan got on the bus, Chen Yi heard the phone and called, “Ershao, people have delivered it.”
“Uh-huh.” Ink night cold hung up the phone, hands firmly grasp the steering wheel. At the foot of the accelerator fiercely stepped on, the car “boom” a sound, stabbed out toward the front!
Mo Yechen was taken to the secret basement of Qingshui Garden. After arriving at the place, the things on his face were removed, but he was still in a coma.
At Chen Yiwen’s behest, a basin of cold water woke him up. Then, waiting for him was a burst of punches and kicks. Until his mouth was covered with blood and his face was injured.
After the beating stopped, he lay prone on the ground and laughed, “ha ha… second brother, are you trying to kill me and scold me? Ha ha, finally became angry from embarrassment.”
The basement door was opened and the figure of ink night cold appeared.
A well-cut suit and a coat are low-key, luxurious, calm and restrained. He nodded at the bodyguard, who immediately met, walked to the front and tinkered with a projector.
Mo Yechen lay on the ground with four open and eight open, half squinting to see what other means they had.
After the bodyguard finished the projector, Mo Yehan stepped forward and said smilingly, “Good brother, there is a video that I always feel uninterested in watching alone. There is a saying that it is better to enjoy alone than to enjoy others. Let’s enjoy it together!”
Saying here, Mo Yechen seemed to realize something and his face suddenly changed.
The frequency screen opened, and it was also a closed room. Only the overhead light was on, shining brightly on a woman with messy hair, gaunt and white face, and curled up in the corner.
Sue! Little! Read! The woman in the picture is Su Xiaonian.
She stared at a pair of frightened eyes, curled up and shivered at the same time. Those eyes, just like experiencing the saddest, most helpless and cruelest things in the world, fear, fear and fear, but their eyes are lax.
For the past month, Mo Yehan has ordered people to give her fantasy drugs every day. As long as her brain is slightly clearer, doctors will give her another needle immediately.
When Mo Yechen saw such Su Xiaonian, his eyes were quickly bloodshot, as if he were about to stare out of his eyes. “Mo Yechen, what the fuck did you do to her?”
The ink night was cold and the lips were hooked. Yin asked sadly, “Do you want to know?” When he finished speaking, he made a gesture. Someone picked up the walkie-talkie and said something to the other side.
Su Xiaonian’s room rang with the sound of opening the door. As usual, several white coats came in.
She looked up in horror and waved her hands in vain. “Don’t… please, let me go… let me go…” Her hands and feet were quickly controlled and a needle was inserted.
In the other room, Mo Yechen was stunned by this scene!
In that picture, he only saw Su Xiaonian lying on the ground alone, tearing at his clothes crazily by himself, accompanied by her shrill screams.
This picture is too horrible and weird!
Mo Yechen’s eyes were red as if they could bleed. “Beast, what did you do to her? How did she do this?”
Ink night cold gently spit out a sigh of relief, leisurely way: “nothing, just injected her with something, let her have some fantasy!”
Fantasy? What fantasy! Fierce, ink night Chen eyes a stare.
It must be a drug for sexual fantasies! Let Su Xiaonian immerse himself in his fantasies and cannot extricate himself. When he wakes up, the fantasies in his mind will become real experiences that are deeply rooted in his mind.
This is undoubtedly the greatest harm to one!
Mo Yechen knows better than anyone how much Su Xiaonian cherishes his body. After such a blow, can her spirit be normal in the future? Mo Yechen himself did not know.
He struggled to get up from the ground and pushed a few steps to the front of Mo Yehan: “You fucking let her go! She is innocent!”
However, he was knocked to the ground by several bodyguards before he was close to Mo Yehan.
On the cold face of the ink night, a faint thin weariness appeared. He stretched out his hand and gently patted the dust that did not exist at the front of his skirt. He smiled at the angry people on the ground like a spring breeze: “How do you feel?”