Inside a tiny ten-square-meter room.
Chuyan was bound to a large bed, staring blankly at the night sky outside the window, until a beam of strong light landed on her thin face.
"Luo Chuyan, look at you, so lifeless. Where's any semblance of your former first lady demeanor?"
Luo Yinghuan approached, wielding a flashlight with bone-chilling hatred in her eyes, and slapped her face twice, "Just what about you is better than me that my husband is obsessed with your body, and he didn't touch me for an entire year?"
Blood trickled from the corner of Chuyan's mouth.
Only you would crave such trash. She wanted to say, but couldn't.
"Ah, I almost forgot, my husband left you mute, didn't he?"
Luo Yinghuan feigned surprise, taking out an amber glass bottle and said, "Luo Chuyan, your mother is dead, your grandfather's entire family is also dead. There is no one left who cares about you in this world. You may as well drink this and join them sooner rather than later!"
No!
She cannot die!
She hasn't taken her revenge yet. She couldn't die before killing this bastard man and wicked woman. She won't accept it!
Strong resistance and hatred erupted in Chuyan's eyes.
However, with her hands and feet bound, she was no match for Luo Yinghuan.
Laughing maniacally, Luo Yinghuan pinched Chuyan's mouth open and forcefully poured the specially prepared medicine in.
"Hahaha, Luo Chuyan, do you know? The reason your uncle loathed you and your mother is because he was hypnotized. He was controlled by your grandmother. Otherwise, your mother wouldn't have died, and your grandfather's family would not have perished in a fire. Also, you wouldn't be hidden away here, unseen by the world..."
Chuyan Huo's deathly stare was aimed at her, his eyes red, but it seems like he suddenly couldn't breathe, and the next second, blood spurted out…
Luochuyan died, her apricot eyes wide and round in death, filled with deep unwillingness.
…
She woke up in the deep of the night, sat up on bed with a headache that was nearly exploding.
She was dumbfounded for a moment when she noticed the room decor.
The white wedding dress on the clothes rack, roses on the desk, double happiness character on the dressing table, colorful balloons hung around the window edge… It was exactly the same as the hotel suite on her wedding day!
Her wedding...
That was seven years ago.
How could she...
Suddenly, Chuyan thought of a possibility, her heartbeat raced.
She pulled open the quilt, got out of bed barefoot, and walked to the dressing mirror.
Her reflection in the mirror showed pitched eyebrows and skin as white as snow. Her slightly chubby baby face was so tender that it seemed to drip juice. However, a bump had appeared on the left side of her forehead, marked with a bloody imprint, obviously hit by something.
Chuyan touched the bump, and it was real. She was back on the night before her wedding when she was 20!
That year, her mother was still receiving treatment.
That year, her grandfather and his family were all alive.
"Boss Qi, you can rest assured with me handling matters. Even though I was drenched in oil and taking a shower, after finishing I'll be on my way... hehehe, that young woman has been drugged by me, she absolutely cannot escape."
The voice came from the bathroom.
Chuyan's breathing suddenly lightened. Her memories of tonight, she remembered!
In her previous life, she wasn't awoken this early tonight. After being violated by Qi Haotian, the next day she got married as usual. However, Qi Haotian was her brother-in-law, living under the same roof. She was often threatened by Qi Haotian, enduring mental and physical torment, until she attempted to murder her own husband and was sentenced to five years in prison, ending this nightmare.
After her release, Qi Haotian had already become the president of the Qi Group, powerful and influential. He brazenly captured her and secretly kept her imprisoned in a villa for a year. Finally, she was poisoned to death by Luo Yinghuan when she was just twenty-seven.
Her short and tragic life began tonight.
"When the hell did you wake up?"
Cao Dagui came out from the bathroom, their eyes met, and he seemed like his eyeballs were about to pop out.
Chuyan calmly spoke to the tall and burly Cao Dagui, "I've called the police. If you don't want me to accuse you of assault before them, just sit down on the sofa."
Cao Dagui looked confused, "are you tired of living..."
"Shut up!" Chuyan fiercely glared at him, with a flicker of murderous intention.
Cao Dagui stared dumbly at her. She was clearly a gentle little rabbit, yet suddenly she mutated into a fierce tigress. He was stunned for a while without response.
Chuyan calmly took a harmonica from her handbag and started to play it slowly.
It was a lullaby.
In her previous life, Qi Haotian greatly feared her hypnotic powers but didn't want to let her go. He made her dumb, and every time he saw her, he would cover her eyes and bind her hands and feet. If it weren't for this, she would have killed Qi Haotian and Luo Yinghuan a long time ago.
"It's not too late, there's still time."
Luo Chuyan held a smirk on her lips, conjuring in her mind an alluring image of Qi Haotian bare and lying on the bed.
Five minutes later.
Cao Daguei started to snigger wickedly, his mouth watering.
Luo Chuyan stared into his eyes, enunciating each word, "His name is Qi Haotian, your little treasure. Your favorite thing to do is...to take him from behind!"
Having given out the order, she pulled out the room card. The room plunged into darkness.
