The men shouted one after another, and the cruelty rang in Qiao Yan's ears.

Her body instinctively trembled slightly.

It's humiliating at all!

"Why, don't you want to? Then you can go! I won't force you, but there is still ...... before your Uncle Jiang opens the court."

The man sneered, and before he finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him kneel down with a 'poof', "I beg you, Si Shaofei, let them go." ”

"Yan. The man leaned over and gently stroked Qiao Yan's little head with a pair of big hands, "Didn't you say that you would never beg me for mercy?

If it was normal, Qiao Yan would have avoided Si Shaofei's playful touch, but at this moment, she didn't move expressionlessly, letting the man touch her chin all the way from her hair.

Then, coldly lifted up.

Forced her to look up at him.

"Is it wrong?" The man stared at her fiercely: "Say, do you dare to date other men in the future?"

"Young Master Jiang and I are innocent. Qiao Yan looked at the man indifferently and said word by word: "We don't have a date." ”

"Die without repentance! Then kneel! When will you admit your mistake and get up again!"

After the man finished speaking, he coldly let go of his hand, and the two photos of Qiao Yan making love with other men almost became the biggest thorn in his heart.

Next, he no longer paid attention to Qiao Yan who was kneeling on the ground, and directly ordered someone to bring breakfast.

Breakfast was for two, because Qiao Yan didn't eat either, but the more Si Shaofei looked at the people on the ground, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, so angry that he threw the other one directly into the trash.

But, remembering that the man had a bad stomach, he left a bowl of porridge in the end.

"Open your mouth!"

The man ordered Qiao Yan coldly, Qiao Yan also glanced at him coldly, and the spoon was handed to her mouth, but she still chose to obediently follow his instructions.

It's just that after drinking a bowl of porridge, the two didn't exchange a word during this period, and they didn't look at each other again.

"Is it wrong?" After the man finished feeding the last spoonful of porridge, he asked the people on the ground again.

Qiao Yan didn't speak, just turned his face indifferently.

"Smack!"

Manly smashed the bowl directly in front of Qiao Yan, and then dragged her through the person's arm and knelt directly on the broken porcelain slag.

"Little things, then we'll consume them slowly!"

The broken porcelain slag was directly embedded in the flesh, and Qiao Yan's knees were instantly bloody, and the pain in her heart made her instinctively want to bounce up.

But the man who had been looking at her gloomily had a big hand pressed against her neck as if it were a thousand pounds, making her unable to move at all.

"Ah Yan, if you dare to move, maybe there will be new evidence, so that your Uncle Jiang is not only as cheap as being imprisoned for a lifetime, but will be sentenced to death immediately!"

Si Shaofei's threatening words fell, Qiao Yan really stopped struggling, even if Si Shaofei unloaded the force that had just clamped her down the next moment, she was expressionless and motionless.

Only the cold and beautiful eyes obviously had an irrepressible severe pain, but even though the cold trembling all over his body and the bleeding of his teeth, Qiao Yan didn't move.

The man continued to work online, and at this time, the whole space was eerily silent.

Qiao Yan's knees had been completely soaked with blood, and even the broken porcelain pieces on his hands and arms had just been pierced when he was pressed down by the man.

After a while, Qiao Yan felt that her head seemed to be a little dizzy, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, she could clearly hear the sound of the blood on her hands dripping on the floor.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour or two hours, or three hours......

Qiao Yan knelt on the ground and was already numb, her face was pale, her lips were blue and trembling, she thought that she had never fainted, probably because the sharp pain in her leg had been tormenting her nerves strongly.

And the man has been sitting upright in the office.

During this period, he occasionally looked up at the person kneeling on the ground, but only coldly, and when he lowered his head again, the anger in his cold eyes would only increase.

Finally it was twelve o'clock.

The man walked up to Qiao Yan, Qiao Yan first saw a pair of his leather shoes, and then the next moment he was forced to pinch his chin again and look up at him.

"Now, little thing, do you know it's wrong?"

Qiao Yan only looked at the man coldly, and she still didn't mean to speak.

But this undoubtedly makes the manhood even more ruthless.

"Damn thing! It still doesn't hurt enough!"

The man said coldly, and in the next second, he couldn't restrain himself and slapped Qiao Yan.

Then, a fierce palm wind struck, and Qiao Yan was instinctively frightened to close his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Such a familiar fear made the man's heart tingle, and his manic anger finally turned into a slap and fell gently on the person's face.

"Little thing, why do you have to force me!"

While the man's eyes were cold and painful, he fiercely held Qiao Yan's knees that had been trembling with his big hand: "Ah Yan, if you don't admit your mistake, your knees will be useless, do you still want to use a wheelchair again?"

"Of course, there's nothing wrong with being in a wheelchair, after all, you can be a little better if you can't run, do you say it's okay, Ah Yan?"

That being said, when the man saw that Qiao Yan's knee was bleeding more and more, and the person was still in pain, his heart stabbed even harder.

At this moment, Qiao Yan's every frowning movement was like a steel knife poking at his heart.

"Get up!" Si Shaofei still didn't use Qiao Yan, he roughly pulled the person up from the ground and sat him on the bed opposite.

"Don't move!"

After the man finished ordering coldly, he grimaced his face, went to get gauze potions, tweezers, and other things, and treated Qiao Yan's knee wound.

Maybe it was because of the fire in his heart, his movements were not gentle, and even a little rough, and after a few movements, he almost sprinkled salt on the wound, which made Qiao Yan even more painful.

"Hiss~" In the end, Qiao Yan couldn't help but scream in pain.

"You deserve it!" The man spoke coldly, but the movements of his hands were softer.

After twenty minutes of tossing, Qiao Yan's knees were wrapped in gauze as if they were swollen with two large bags, and his hands and legs were wrapped more like a mummy, and it was inconvenient for the joints to move.

"Yan. I saw the man gently kiss each of Qiao Yan's two big bags, and then raised his eyes and asked her contemptuously: "You say, are you more obedient after you can't move, or are you more obedient after becoming a little fool?"

This kind of calm words that suppressed anger made Qiao Yan's heart tighten, this is a very dangerous signal, this man can do anything.

Almost instantly, Qiao Yan stabbed at him with a pair of cold and beautiful eyes: "Si Shaofei, I warn you, don't come nonsense! Grandpa will find out!"

"Don't worry, little thing, I'm not willing to give it now, but if you keep going like this, I won't be willing to give it up when the time comes!"

The man said coldly, and at the same time impatiently ordered her: "Okay, now immediately, take off your clothes yourself!"