Yan was silent, her long eyelashes drooped, and her lips trembled slightly. When Zhou Ting saw this scene, her heart immediately cooled, oh my God, don't be exactly the same as she guessed.

"Miss Yan......"

Yan Xianxian didn't answer, just slowly stretched out one of his hands and gently placed it on the coffee table.

Zhou Ting's eyes widened: there was a blue and purple piece on the arm, and there was an obvious scar on the wrist, and I don't know if it was a needle hole or a pinched or burned, in short, an old wound was stacked on top of a new injury.

She was stunned by this shocking scar, and couldn't help but exclaim: "He hit you? ”

Yan Xian just hung her head.

"Did the three young beat you? Did he really hit you? ”

Yan's thin eyes turned red, and her head lowered.

From this angle, Zhou Ting could see the black blood stains under the white gauze more clearly, and she didn't dare to imagine what the head injury had become.

She was shocked to the extreme: "Three young weishenme beat you? ”

Yan Xian suddenly grabbed her hand, anxious and painful: "Miss Zhou, save me." I know your name is Zhou Ting, I know you have a way, please save me, otherwise, I will die here......"

Ting Zhou works for UN Women, an agency that provides guidance and jishu support to all Member States on gender equality, women's empowerment and rights, and gender mainstreaming. For this reason, she has flown to backward countries such as Asia, Africa and Latin America many times, and campaigned for the emancipation of local women.

In women's emancipation, violence is the most common and intolerable. Zhou Ting never thought that today, there was one under her nose.

Moreover, this person is also the object of Wang Donglin's "Golden House Hidden Jiao".

Her mouth opened into an "O" shape, so much so that she forgot to shake off Yan's slender hand, only to hear the woman's sad and desperate voice, "I have only one way to die here, I want to escape every day, but he won't let me go......"

Zhou Ting said slowly: "He often beats you?" ”

Yan's thin tears flowed down, trembling like a fallen leaf in the wind.

"He weishenme hit you?"

"He often drinks alcohol, hits people when he gets drunk, and hits anyone he catches, vases, wine glasses, chopsticks, and even fruit knives......"

Zhou Ting was so shocked that she lost her voice, and she was stunned for a while: "That's how your head injury came from?" ”

"That night he somehow got angry again, and he hit me with a vase...... It was a very large vase, and I fainted at that time and woke up in the hospital. The doctor said that I was seriously injured and needed to be hospitalized for observation, but he said that there was no need to waste money and that I would not die anyway, so he dragged me back...... I thought I would be a hundred dead when I died, but I didn't die, so I had to live and continue to suffer......"

Zhou Ting's gaze shifted from her head to her arm again...... The evidence is ironclad! Wang Donglin turned out to be such a man full of violent tendencies.

She had long heard that Wang Donglin's private life was very chaotic and wild, but she had very little time to really contact him, and she didn't know anything in the real sense.

"He likes to drink, every time he drinks, he will get drunk, as soon as he is drunk, he will start beating people, and later, even if he does not drink, he will beat people, as long as he is not happy, he will raise his hand and beat ...... He said that his ex-wife was beaten away by him like this......"