"Speak! Who is this bastard's son?"
Accompanied by a stern shout, he swung the whip in the air and hit the woman's weak body with a swoosh. The navy blue cheongsam was torn apart, and there was a burst of blood.
The woman was already dying. Her body was covered with wounds, and even her bulging lower abdomen was not spared. The blood between her legs was flowing all over the ground.
It seemed that the child at the age of August could not be saved.
In the little ancestral hall, all the aunts were standing there, but none of them were willing to help. They just watched with cold eyes and tried to persuade her from time to time. "Fourth Sister, just confess. Look at how angry the master is."
"That's right. Haven't you always dared to pretend? Now that you have caught a woman in bed, you still dare to deny it. I advise you to tell me earlier."
"Alas, it's no wonder that people say 'The b*tch is heartless and the actress is heartless'. What kind of clean people can be found in the lower nine places. In my opinion, the glory is not necessarily the master's child."
The woman who was beaten was originally silent, but only reacted when she heard her daughter's name. She shouted with red eyes, "Nonsense!"
The third aunt shook her handkerchief and said, "What am I talking about? All the daughters of the Rong family are gentle and virtuous. They are not like your Rong Yin, who bares the roof every day. I don't know which kind of gangster they are."
Rong Bangan, the patriarch of the Rong family, was holding a whip. When he heard this, his eyes became more gloomy. He raised his hand and whipped down again. "Do you want to make a move?"
The woman twitched in pain, but a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She wanted to make up for it. What was she going to do?
"M-ma!"
The crisp voice broke the silence of the room. The eight-year-old Rong Yin had just returned from school when she was stopped by her mother. She said that her mother and fourth aunt were going to be beaten to death by Old Sir and asked her to come and save her as soon as possible.
Everyone in the family knew that the child that Old Master loved most was Fourth Miss Rong, Rong Yin.
Rong Yin was very much like her fourth aunt. Her amorous eyes were full of charm, but now they were full of horror and confusion. She threw herself in front of the woman and asked, "Mom, what, what's going on?"
She knelt on the ground and looked up at her dignified father. "Dad, why did you hit my mother? What did she do wrong?"
"It has nothing to do with you. Get lost."
His once loving father had now become a fierce executioner. Ignoring Rong Yin's pleading, he whipped the woman with his whip. Rong Yin desperately protected her. "Don't! Don't hit my mother!"
As a result, she could not escape. After a while, she was whipped several times and trembled with pain.
Seeing that her mother's blood was flowing more and more and her breath was getting weaker and weaker, Rong Yin knew that something was wrong. She suddenly reached out to stop her father's whip and cried, "We can't fight anymore. My mother and the little brother in her belly will die."
"Humph, I want them to die here today!"
Rong Bangan wanted to pull back the whip, but he was held tightly by Rong Yin. In a rage, he slapped her in the face, took out a gun from the drawer next to him, and aimed it at Rong Yin.
"If you don't get lost, you'll die as well!"
In a fit of anger, he pushed the safety button away. Rong Yin was so scared that she froze for a moment. Suddenly, a figure stood in front of her. With a bang, a huge blood flower splashed on her face.
...
"No!"
Rong Yin suddenly turned over and stood up, breathing heavily. She touched her forehead, which was covered with cold sweat.
She had another nightmare.
The sound of the wheel's steam whistle could be heard. Soon, they would arrive at Tianjin.
Rong Yin calmed down, closed a medical book at the head of the bed, and put it into a leather box. Her eyes fell on a newspaper. The title of the newspaper said, "The tenth time of the death of Meng Xiao'e, a famous figure of a generation."
Next to her, there was also a photo of her mother. She was dressed in a style that was full of charm.
Before her mother died, she only gave her seven words. "Stay alive and live well."
Rong Yin took a deep breath and turned the jade bracelet left by her mother on her wrist. There was a determined coldness in her eyes.
It had been ten years. She had grown up, and some of her debts should be slowly paid back.
He locked the suitcase and was about to go inside to call for help. But before he knocked on the door, he heard the sound of "ah, ah, ah" coming from inside. The bed was shaking and kept moving.
It's starting again...
They set off from England, and it was Tian Jin Guards' turn on their way to the sea. Except for eating and peeing, the two people inside almost never went out of the room. They were as sick as husband and wife.
It was obvious that they were engaged. The fiance of Rong Shu's eldest sister was the second son of the Duan family, who was called "Young Handsome".
He was many times stronger than the self-satisfied Young Master Fang.
However, she didn't dare to ask about her elder sister. The reason why she could go abroad to study was that her elder sister lacked a personal maid who could read. And she, who had long become a servant from a young lady, had become the best choice.
Just as he was about to check the luggage again, the door of the ship suddenly opened from the outside. A man in a suit and leather shoes came in, but he looked cold.
Before Rong Yin could react, she was already in front of her. She pressed her against the wall and covered her mouth. "Don't make a sound."
Rong Yin widened her eyes and smelled the strong smell of blood on his body.
Who was this person?
He was very close to her, and his whole body was attached to her. The distance between them was so close that Rong Yin could almost count his eyelashes. His eyebrows were straight, his eyes were sharp, and his eyes were sharp and cold.
This face, I think I've seen it somewhere before....
While he was thinking, there was a commotion outside. It seemed that someone was checking the room. At the same time, the man's cold voice sounded above his head. "Is there a place to hide?"
Rong Yin's mouth was covered by him, and she couldn't say anything. She only raised her hand and pointed to the inside.
The man moved very fast and kicked open the door of the inner room without saying anything. The man and the woman on the bed were frightened and wanted to scream, but they were scared back by the man's gun. "Don't make a sound!"
Without waiting for Rong Yin's instructions, the man glanced around and found the position at the bottom of the bed. He hid inside with Rong Yin. The muzzle went up through the gap of the bed, against the legs of a man and a woman on the bed.
He ordered, "Move."
Fang Shaolun and Rong Shu, who were almost scared to death, continued to "work" under the pressure of the spear pole. The bed once again creaked, and even the curtain covering the bed trembled.
Rong Yin's mouth was still blocked. In the cramped space, the man's hot breath sprayed on her skin, causing a burst of numbness and itch.
With a "ding" sound in her mind, she suddenly remembered this face!
Duan Erlang, the handsome young man, and Duan Hanting.
Big sister's fiance!
She had seen this face in the newspaper where her friend worked. At that time, it was printed with the title "The Fourth Young Master of the Supreme Court". Duan Hanting was ranked first. However, before the newspaper was officially published, it was ordered to be suspended.
A burst of fierce footsteps interrupted Rong Yin's thoughts. The army who checked the room opened the door and saw the scene of Xiangyan. They laughed and left.
As soon as the army left, the two people on the bed collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely.
The man brought Rong Yin out of the bed and gave her a warning look. Rong Yin understood and immediately made a gesture of covering her mouth, indicating that she would never make a sound.
However, his heart was full of doubts. How could the dignified young commander Duan be reduced to the point of running for his life?
The man took back his gun and said lightly, "Sorry to disturb you."
When he was about to leave, someone grabbed his wrist. He turned around coldly and looked into Rong Yin's clear eyes. She said softly, "Wait a minute."
After opening the first-aid kit, Rong Yin took out the medical bandage and wrapped it around the man's wound on the back of his hand. There was a mark of blood on it. The wound must have been cut by a knife during the fight.
"Don't touch water for seven days, or it will be easily infected." The doctor was kind-hearted, and she reminded him out of her professional habit.
The man looked at her quietly, and his eyes fell on her slightly curved peach blossom eyes. After a while, he said, "Thank you."
He left quickly.
A whistle came from outside, and the Hai Lun was about to reach the port soon. A man and a woman on the bed were finally willing to get up. Rong Shu scolded while putting on clothes, "You are so unlucky. Who is the man just now?"
Rong Yin closed the door, but there was a faint smile on her face.
Who was it?
Your fiance.
However, he was afraid that it would not be long.
