Late at night, the sky was overcast, as if a heavy rain was brewing.

In the mourning hall, there was only a slender figure, kneeling straight and upright in front of the statue.

She is Mrs. Fu, and the old man Fu spent five million to buy the woman who came back to Chongxi, but only she knows that over the years, except for coming here to take care of it on a specific day, the two of them have never intersected.

At this time, the light in the mourning hall flickered a few times and suddenly went out.

Mu Anran's heart tightened suddenly, the darkness magnified the fear, and as soon as she wanted to get up to call someone, she felt a pair of cold hands poking in from the hem of her mourning clothes.

Mu Anran's hair stood on end in an instant, and an inexplicable sense of danger enveloped her whole body.

"Who are you?"

Mu Anran suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and scolded sharply, "This is the Fu family, if you don't want to die, just leave here quickly!"

She was answered by silence.

Mu Anran's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and just when she wanted to open her mouth and shout people in, suddenly, with a stabbing sound, the mourning clothes on her body were torn apart, and the man's palm lingered recklessly.

Mu Anran panicked and kept struggling, but he couldn't escape the shackles of a man.

"What the hell are you going to do?!

"What? Of course...... you, if you don't think it's exciting enough here, you can shout loudly and let everyone see how the current wife of the head of the Fu family is, stealing people in her husband's mourning hall!"

The man's voice, a little hoarse, like a demon's whisper, made Mu Anran stiff.

She forced herself to calm down, "I don't know who sent you, but I can give you the price he gave, as long as you let me go......"

Her words were only exchanged for a disdainful sneer, and the man pulled her hand away and pulled her pathetic clothes down to her waist.

The coldness hit her, which made Mu Anran panic to the extreme, waving her hand indiscriminately, grabbing the man's chest and neck, but the touch of her hand made her struggle stunned.

As if he had been electrocuted, Mu Anran retracted his hand.

How could it be, that scar......

As if sensing her movements, the man's hand on her thigh paused.

"Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fu has a good memory, and she hasn't forgotten the poor boy who broke his leg for you and was cruelly abandoned by you. ”

Mu Anran's body, because of the man's words, trembled even more.

No...... She didn't ......

She screamed in her heart, and before she could speak, there was the sound of footsteps outside.

Someone's coming!

"Hurry up!" Mu Anran tidied up the messy clothes on his body while pushing the man in the dark and driving him away.

Sensing Mu Anran's movements, the man couldn't help but sneer.

At this moment, the overhead light flashed and came back on.

A couple of men walked in, "I'm sorry, ma'am, but there's a sudden problem with the circuit. ”

When Mu Anran saw someone coming in, her little face instantly turned pale, and she immediately looked back at the uninvited guest who broke in, but the moment she saw that face, there was only a blank in her mind.

It turned out that it was really him, and he came back.

Mu Anran's body froze in place, his lips trembled, but he couldn't spit out a word.

"Young Master, when did you come back?"

The subordinates saw Fu Junhan standing in the mourning hall and spoke respectfully.

Mu Anran's body was beaten again.

Master?

As if sensing the disbelief in Mu Anran's eyes, Fu Junhan waved his hand, and several subordinates retreated.

"What the hell is this...... What's going on?" Mu Anran stared at the man in front of him, this face was a little more mature and cold than three years ago, but it was still good-looking, enough to make women in the world crazy.

It's just that in those black eyes, there is no longer the tenderness and affection for her, only a deep cold that she can't understand.

"You and Fu Yuanjing are ...... Father and son?"

Thinking of this possibility, Mu Anran felt chills all over his body.

The man sneered, and his cold black eyes stopped at Mu Anran's filial piety clothes, which gradually became a little hotter.

Mu Anran suddenly had an ominous premonition, she retreated, but quickly retreated to the wall, her back against the cold wall.

"Are you afraid of me?" Sensing Mu Anran's dodge, Fu Junhan had a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Or do you want to defend yourself like a jade for this dead man?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he ...... It's your father......"

Mu Anran had no way to retreat, she could only use these words to try to recall the man's reason.

"It turns out that you also know that he is my father. Mu Anran, what kind of thoughts do you have in mind to marry my father in a beautiful way when I was lying on the hospital bed and about to have my leg amputated?"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Junhan imprisoned Mu Anran's hands against the wall, and his cold thin lips blocked her mouth.

Mu Anran didn't have the slightest room for struggle, and in the next moment, the tearing pain came, her eyes widened, and a heavy smell of blood spread.

Fu Junhan noticed the strangeness, let go of the woman's scarred lips, and said mockingly: "Where to do the repair surgery? Why, this is a long time ago planned to find the next home?"

Mu Anran was so painful that she couldn't move, but when she heard the man's words, she suddenly realized that the pain in her body was less than one-ten-thousandth of what she felt in her heart.

It turned out that she was so unbearable in his heart.

Seeing Mu Anran's trance-like face, Fu Junhan suddenly felt a wave of irritability rise in his heart, "There is still time to wander, it seems that I am not working hard enough to satisfy you!"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Junhan's movements became even more violent, and Mu Anran only felt that her body had lost consciousness in pain, and the bone-eating pain made her want to faint headlong.

Mu Anran kept struggling, her hands fumbling wildly, trying to find something that could stop this catastrophe, but she only touched the edge of the cold golden silk nanmu coffin.

Inside, there is still her nominal husband!

A strong sense of shame brought her senses, which had almost fainted, to her senses.

"Don't! not here!"

Mu Anran stretched out his hand, waved it, and grabbed Fu Junhan's chest.

"Why, do women like you still know how to write the word shame?"

Being scratched by Mu Anran's nails and feeling the pain in his chest made the anger in Fu Junhan's heart even stronger, he suddenly grabbed the woman's black hair as soft as a waterfall, pulled her, and made her look at the man in the photo.

"Just right, let him see what kind of water-based poplar slut the woman he wants to marry in the last few years of his life, even if he is criticized!"

Fu Junhan's voice was cold, with deep hatred.

Mu Anran's eyes were dilated, desperately trying to escape, but she couldn't break free from the shackles of men, the intense pain in her body and the cruel torture in her heart finally made her unable to bear it, and she fainted in front of her eyes.