The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

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Zhong Yue'er knew perfectly well that Wen Zhi had definitely caused her leg injury.

How could Wen Yisheng, a girl with a pure heart, possibly come up with such vicious and cruel methods?

It's Wen Zhi!

I liked him? I did like him before, I never would have guessed that I would hurt Wen Yisheng for that.

But now she doesn't like it anymore, and even wishes she could tear it apart and devour its bones!

"Is he awake?" A rough male voice suddenly rang out.

Wen Yisheng looked up and saw a tall, strong man approaching. He was about thirty years old and had fairly regular features, but there was a scar across most of his face, which looked quite frightening.

The scarred man put his arm around Zhong Yue'er's waist, his filthy eyes lingering on Wen Yisheng.

"Are you sure someone will offer money to ransom her?"

This is the boss that Zhong Yue'er hooked up with in prison.

The man was released from prison normally after serving his sentence.

Chung Yueh-er had begged her brother to save her many times, and Chung Xu had also tried his best to use his connections to help her transfer to a regular prison in China and reduce her sentence.

But she didn't want to stay in the cage for a second longer; she wanted to get out, not change to another cage!

Zhong Yue'er was convinced that her brother had abandoned her.

In order to save herself, she had no choice but to seduce the scarred man. The scarred man was neither a kind person nor a naive young man who valued love above all else. He slept with her without hesitation and then ignored her afterward.

Zhong Yue'er then offered the temptation of kidnapping and demanding a ransom.

That's how the scarred man rescued her, which led to this whole situation.

Despite feeling disgusted by the old man's touch, Zhong Yue'er said sweetly, "Don't worry, Brother Shen. Her man is rich and devoted. He'll definitely come alone for her safety."

The scarred man is only after money.

If Zhong Yue'er lies to him, she will definitely not have a good ending.

But now...

The scarred man's gaze swept over Wen Yisheng's face and figure again, a shrewd calculation flashing in his eyes.

Even if no one comes to redeem it, such a valuable asset is destined to become a plaything for the rich, and selling it would bring in a considerable sum of money.

"She's lying to you," Wen Yisheng, who had been quiet all along, suddenly spoke up.

She looked at the scarred man, her face calm: "I'm the one who put her in jail. Zhong Yue'er was using you to get revenge on us. You were only after money, but she committed murder. These are two different crimes."

Zhong Yue'er froze, then hurriedly grabbed the scarred man's arm: "Brother Shen, don't listen to her provocations. What use? She's your woman for life, I'll listen to you..."

The scarred man listened, patted the arm of the person in his arms, and Zhong Yue'er fell silent.

"You're right, I'm only in it for the money," the scarred man approached Wen Yisheng, half-squatted down, and smiled. "But my hands are stained with too much blood, so I'm not afraid to kill a few more, you know that, little girl."

How could a desperate criminal roaming the border care about human lives?

Wen Yisheng shivered, her heart sank to the bottom, and a fine, dense tremor rose up.

What to do...

"Keep an eye on him." The scarred man got up and went out to scout.

Zhong Yue'er curled her lips smugly and tore off a piece of tape to seal Wen Yisheng's mouth.

Wen Yisheng turned her head away to avoid it.

Zhong Yue'er reached out and grabbed her hair, her eyes flashing with excited and infatuated light, almost frantic: "Actually, I really consider you a good friend. If it weren't for Wen Zhi, I would definitely like you a lot."

"I want to get you dirty," she said.

"..." Wen Yisheng felt a chill run down her spine just looking at her eyes.

I can't help but recall that horrifying and disgusting kiss from just now.

She simply couldn't understand this twisted world.

In the end, the tape couldn't be removed from her mouth, and Zhong Yue'er called in two of the scarred men's henchmen.

Wen Yisheng was staggered out of the small room.

This was indeed an abandoned factory, four stories high, with a circular structure and a large, dilapidated machine covered in rust and dust standing in the middle.

Zhong Yue'er stood to the side, leisurely crossing her arms.

If it weren't for the urgency of luring Wen Zhi over, she really wanted to torment Wen Yisheng.

She thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of staining the white paper.

Why did you kiss her?

Disgusting? But she now felt a strange kind of pleasure.

Zhong Yue'er knew she was probably insane; she went insane when she was molested by female prisoners in jail.

When Wen Yisheng showed a look of disgust, she seemed to see her past self.

It's all because of Wen Zhi.

She once caused Wen Yisheng to injure his leg.

She once tricked Wen Yisheng into going on a cruise ship and giving her to a dirty man.

All of these things ultimately came back to haunt her.

How could she not hate it!

Zhong Yue'er gave Wen Yisheng one last deep look, a triumphant smile appearing on her face: "Sheng Sheng, don't be afraid, that love-struck bastard Wen Zhi will definitely come to your rescue in time."

Wen Yisheng's heart pounded: "Zhong Yue'er, did you ever think about how disappointed your brother would be when you did this?"

Zhong Xu was most likely unaware that Zhong Yue'er and the scarred man, those desperate criminals, were involved in organizing this kidnapping.

When Zhong Xu was mentioned, Zhong Yue'er paused slightly, her eyes showing a blank expression, but only for a brief moment.

She lost her brother.

This was all Wen Zhi's fault. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have neglected her brother and things would have come to this...

Zhong Yue'er is now convinced that Wen Zhi is responsible for everything, and she hates him intensely.

"By the way, you don't know yet, do you?" Zhong Yue'er didn't mention Zhong Xu. After a moment of silence, she smiled sweetly. "Wen Zhi, he's a complete monster. When he was only six or seven years old, he deliberately set fire to his own mother and several innocent people, killing them."

Wen Yisheng was taken aback.

What?

"Sigh, being loved and forced by such a monster, there's no escaping it."

"No, love?"

Zhong Yue'er drew out her words, then smiled innocently:

"A person who would kill even his own mother... his blood must be cold. Does he really understand what love is?"

"Sheng Sheng, you're so pitiful."