Chapter 101: The meaning is unknown

"I promise you, I'll come back when the time is near. ā€

An An finished speaking in one breath, but saw He Wei smile meaninglessly.

It was a short chuckle, and she turned her back to the light above her head, so clear that Anxin couldn't see her expression clearly.

She heard He Wei repeat: "You say, you want to move out?"

Time fell silent, and I was relieved to hear my own heartbeat.

"Yes. ā€

"Hehehe~"

There was another string of laughter, and Anxin saw He Wei's lips jump, and she moved, and a joke flashed on her face.

Anxin suddenly had a bad premonition, and she took a step back.

"I—I'm not moving. ā€

Then he turned around and wanted to leave, but He Wei grabbed his arm.

She dragged Anxin and began to shout, Anxin instinctively sensed the danger but couldn't break free from He Wei's shackles.

The two people who came up this time were not the servants of the house, but two men dressed in black.

They hurriedly ran up, and took the peace of mind from He Wei without saying a word.

Anxin's face was still wrapped in a thin layer of gauze at this time, and He Wei was not polite, and after Anxin was restrained by the two men, she slapped Anxin directly on Anxin's face that had not healed from his old wounds.

The gauze was beaten and fell off a little, and the wound that had been long was reopened, and blood oozed out, and Anxin felt the liquid slide down his face to his chin and drip onto the upper of his shoes.

He Wei picked the gauze on her face with long nails, and her tone was contemptuous.

"Healed pretty fast. ā€

The hot pain came, and Anxin couldn't see his face clearly, only a vague red, and he really made Gu Bo right.

Before leaving, Gu Bo brought her a lot of ointment, and cut off gauze for her, saying that she was prepared, and sure enough, she was prepared.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the stairs came, and Anxin looked down He Wei's line of sight, it was Ling Zhiyuan.

He frowned and looked at the situation here.

"What happened?"

He Wei beat his daughter without the slightest lack of heart, and his generous sideways figure let Ling Zhiyuan see the situation here.

He saw the blood on An's face at a glance, "What's wrong?"

Don't think it's a line of concern, because his next sentence is, "It's ugly to look like this, and the only thing she can see is that face." ā€

An An looks like An Yinhua, Ling Zhiyuan has no affection when he looks at this face, but it is not like seeing it ruined.

He Wei didn't expect Ling Zhiyuan to have thoughts about this face, how could she not know that Ling Zhiyuan was looking at An Yinhua through this face.

Immediately gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, stretched out his hand and pulled the gauze casually.

"She was so unwell-behaved, she just thought about running away with a man after just recuperating in the hospital for a few days and wanted to move out of this house. ā€

"What?!"

Ling Zhiyuan couldn't hear this the most, in his opinion, An Yinhua at the beginning "ran away" with the poor boy who suddenly came out.

"What a shame on me!"

Ling Zhiyuan looked at peace of mind like a piece of garbage, and finally walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Discipline her well. ā€

From beginning to end, Anxin didn't say a word to Ling Zhiyuan, nor did he raise his head to look at him.

When Ling Zhiyuan couldn't see her figure at all, He Wei reached out and touched her face.

The sharp nails slid over inch by inch, causing goosebumps to arise in Anxin.

"Don't worry, your blood is very dirty and I don't want to get it, don't be afraid that I will scratch your wounds. ā€

He Wei's voice was indescribably cold, and Anxin only felt chills all over his body.

"Your face, I didn't expect it to be a little useful, so I'll keep it for you, but don't ruin your weapon to seduce people. ā€

"What the hell are you trying to do? ā€

An Xin really couldn't stand He Wei's attitude, which made her feel like she was being targeted by a cold poisonous snake, and now the poisonous snake was spitting out a snake hyacinth and seemed to be thinking about how to swallow its prey.

"Before you said that I was not good to you, I reflected for a long time. ā€

He Wei lowered her hand from Anxin's face and raised it towards her back.

Someone stepped forward, and Anxin saw that the man was holding an iron chain about the thickness of an adult man's finger.

At either end of the chain were handcuffs, one of which was about to be cuffed to her wrist.

Anxin finally felt scared, and she struggled backwards in horror, "What are you going to do?"

"You can't do this to me!"

"You're breaking the law!"

But no matter how Anxin struggled, the chain was still in her hand, and the other end was in the leg of the bed.

Anxin tried to break free, but there was nothing she could do, because the chain couldn't even get out of this room.

He Wei looked at her struggling madness and frowned with some displeasure.

"I advise you to be honest, someone will bring you three meals a day in the future. You have to remember that the child in your belly is your mother's life, and if the child in your belly falls off because of this chain, your mother will follow. ā€

"Don't go too far!"

Anxin hissed and roared exhaustedly, and he only felt noisy in He Wei's ears.

She looked at Anxin who was sitting on the ground, and condescended: "I'm starting to 'do good' to you now." What's the matter, you're not satisfied?"

"He Wei He Wei, you can't do this to me!"

"You let me go!"

"Let go!"

But no matter how she yelled, He Wei still closed the door and left.

This is not the dignity of peace of mind trampled under the feet of others, but this is the most devastating time for her.

She lost her freedom.

Anxin couldn't control her tears again, she thought that she had long since lost the sad tears of this humiliating fear.

The gauze on her face had fallen off as she struggled, and her facial muscles were deformed from crying.

The squeezed wound was more painful, and the pain made her tears even more vigorous, and blood and tears rolled down her face together.

An Xin knelt on the ground and finally couldn't bear to cry.

I don't even want to wipe the medicine, and I don't want to care about my face.

She is absolutely like an animal in captivity, just waiting for her to realize the only worthless value in her life and dedicate her life.

On the first day, she started a hunger strike, and on the second day, her stomach hurt so badly that she finally remembered what He Wei had said.

The child in her womb is her mother's life.

Her mother couldn't die, she began to drink water and began to eat.

By the third day, she had stopped crying, and she didn't care about the way the maid who delivered the food looked at her.

On the fourth day, she began to break down again.

The wound on her face had already scabbed, and even if she didn't apply the medicine on time, the maid sent by He Wei would rub it on her regularly and forcefully.

Her wrists were red, swollen, and purple from the beginning, so she couldn't sleep because of the pain, and now she is used to it.