The noisy environment, all the clothes, thousands of people neatly picked up chopsticks in the whistle, ate as fast as they could, and ate silently, everyone was indifferent, without their own thoughts, and without freedom.

In the crowd, a pair of unusually beautiful eyes looked at the TV screen.

Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at the TV screen.

The calloused hands clenched the chopsticks tightly, clenching their teeth, almost crushing the tooth bones.

in the news

Today, Song Hanyi of An's Group returned to China, and since he took over An's Group, he has changed his style of doing things at that time, and has been enthusiastic about charity and public welfare, turning An's, who only pursues profits, into a company that everyone wants to enter. Back then, as An Anyun's former fiancé, he personally reported the unconscionable things An had done, personally sent his favorite woman to prison, and promised in front of the media that he would never marry for the rest of his life and wait for An Anyun's release from prison......"

The host's voice echoed in Anyun's ears like a spell.

The chopsticks in her hand were broken, and her palms were stained with blood. She didn't feel any pain at all, and slowly got up from the stool.

Surname...... Writing brush...... Resolute......

This man, who was her fiancé, lingered with her at her father's funeral and called her stepmother, and framed her in prison in order to get the family's property.

Her empty eyes stared at the photo taken by the reporter when Song Hanyi came out of the airport on the screen, wearing a black windbreaker, her hair was meticulously groomed, her face was warm and harmless, but her bones were shameless and vicious.

"Anxinyun, what are you doing? Who told you to stand up! Sit down!" the cold voice echoed in the quiet cafeteria.

An Xinyun still stared at the screen as if he couldn't hear it, staring at Song Hanyi's back on the screen with hateful eyes.

Thanks to this man, she has been in prison for the past five years and has been given special care.

After that, Anyun didn't hear what else she said, her eyes kept staring at the screen, and she was dragged to a narrow space, and she didn't come out of the name Song Hanyi.

The surroundings were damp and dark, and the air was filled with an unbearable stench, and the space for only one person was allowed to stick to the wall and not move at all.

This kind of environment Anxin Yun has long been accustomed to, because in the past five years, she has been a frequent visitor here, from the beginning of life is worse than death to the current complete numbness, even she herself does not know how to spend these five years.

……

An-yun didn't know how long she had been locked up, and by the time the door was opened again, her legs were no longer her own.

"Anxinyun, someone wants to see you!" the voice pulled her back into the human world again.

An Xinyun held on to the wall with one hand, covering the dazzling light with the other, and nodded blankly.

She was taken to an airtight place on all sides, and before she could come back to her senses, she was directly held down by several men.

She finally reacted, waving her hands and roaring hoarsely, "What are you going to do?" ”

The men ignored her, two of them holding her hand, and the other was already pulling her clothes in front of her.

An Xinyun's eyes widened, and he roared in horror: "Who the hell are you, what are you going to do, get out of ......"

The frightened voices slowly died out in the air, and finally she stopped struggling, just stared at the ceiling with wide eyes and let them humiliate her.

After it was over, the people threw a wedding card on An Xinyun's face: "This is what Mr. Song asked us to give you." ”

An Xinyun lay motionless on the ground, his eyes unfocused.

After the group left, she slowly got up, put on her clothes, and slowly opened the wedding card.

The wedding date on the wedding card was three days later, which was not only her birthday, but also the death day of her father.

She used all her strength to tear the wedding card to shreds.

She slowly stood up against the wall, letting the blood between her legs drip down her thighs.

……

Three days later, the once famous socialite An Anyun committed suicide in prison, and before she died, she wrote an accusation against her fiancé Song Hanyi and her stepmother Zhang Yingxue, and the suicide note also contained a memory card that stored the video of her fiancé and stepmother at the funeral of An Dahai, the president of the Ann Group, five years ago.

It is said that on the wedding day of Song Hanyi and Zhang Yingxue, Anxinyun's best friend Peng Jiaying before he was imprisoned took the video from An Dahai's funeral to play at the wedding.

The image that Song Hanyi has created in front of the media in the past five years has finally been completely ruined.

An donated it to the orphanage according to the will left by An Anyun.