When Mo Rou woke up completely, the time had passed zero o'clock.

The wound on the left chest has stopped bleeding, and the carved tattoo is colored, and it is a word, "slave".

"Ah......h

Mo Rou screamed hoarsely, her hands tried to break free, but she was pressed back by the strap tied around her wrist, she was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, tied to the Taipan chair, unable to move.

Her body was overflowing with blood, and the burning pain burned her, Zhao Ziwei, that bastard, took advantage of the time she was unconscious, how many beastly things had been done to her, and the tears of humiliation were about to overflow her eyes, she gritted her teeth and raised her head to force back.

In his eyes, the hatred was monstrous, destroying the world. ——

Zhao Ziwei, one day, I will kill you with my own hands!

If she doesn't avenge tonight's revenge, she vows not to give up!

Mo Rou stared at the word "slave" on her chest on the left, and a poignant laugh came out of her throat, great irony. She remembered that five years ago, on the day Luo Xuan married Yuchen, the sky-high wedding dress on her body was the envy of all the women in City B.

And she stared at the word "royal" inlaid with diamonds on Luo Xuan's left chest, the kind of happiness full of belonging, she longed for twenty years, and then one day twenty years later, she saw another woman wearing the wedding dress of the royal family and marrying the man she wanted to marry the most.

The seeds of resentment grow from that moment, and after the tempering of time, they blossom and bear fruit.

"Why...... Why...... Luo Xuan, why are you so happy, but I want to live so miserably......" Mo Rou cried frantically, laughing madly, her mind had begun to sink into abnormal madness, and the flame of hatred was like hellfire, making her whole person look as terrifying as a ghost.

Her resentment is a vine that grows wildly, constantly spreading and sprouting in her body.

Mo Rou closed her eyes, wept silently, cursed over and over again in her heart, and swore - Zhao Ziwei, Yuchen, Luo Xuan, those of you who hurt me the most and owe me the most, I will not let go of any of them, one day, there will be such a day in this life, she will seize the opportunity to personally get back everything that should have belonged to her.

"Click......

With a crisp sound, the bathroom door in the bedroom opened from the inside, revealing Zhao Ziwei, who was wearing a muscular body, holding a towel in his hand, wiping the wet hair on his head.

Seeing Mo Rou wake up, his smile was melting, as if he had never done anything shameless.

"Baby, you're awake, I'll loosen it for you, it's been tied for too long, the blood on your wrist is blocked, it's not good for your body."

Mo Rou nodded humiliatingly, without any fierce words.

The more a person hates, the calmer he is, and the calmer he is, the more he represents the surging hugeness!

Zhao Ziwei untied the tie that tied Mo Rou's two hands, and his wrists were indeed bruised, he seemed to be distressed and stroked it, rubbing it for her, and relaxing the blood circulation.

"Rou'er, why don't you look at me? If you're too tired, if you're tired, go to bed. Zhao Ziwei continued to act shamelessly.

Mo Rou let out a sneer, and was already in no mood to listen to his hypocritical disgust.

When he opened his eyes, there was a deep resentment in his eyes, and at first glance, Rao was Zhao Ziwei, and he couldn't help but feel his heart beat.

"Baby, these eyes of yours are really not beautiful......" he laughed, and he no longer took her hatred seriously, and forgot about it.

Mo Rou waved him away with one hand, stood up naked, picked up a bath towel on the ground, and wrapped it around her body, so as not to embarrass herself.

Then, she still maintained her pride, raised her chin high, and sneered: "Zhao Ziwei, let's be honest, what do you want from me, what do you want to achieve from me, what do you want to do with me, you can make it clear now, so that the hypocritical smile will not be revealed in front of me anymore, I am disgusting." ”

Zhao Ziwei's face turned blue, flashing a ruthless twist, and after an instant, he calmed down, I have to say that he did excellent kung fu on the surface, and compared with Mo Rou.

"What do you think you have other than your body?" He threw the question back to her.

Mo Rou smiled, a warm laugh, coldly echoing on every side of the room.

"Don't take my mind out of me, I've worked under Yuchen for so many years, and he's not as stupid as you think."

I have to say that Mo Rou is also a shrewd person, she was able to stay in the Yu clan for a few years and rise to the position of manager of the finance department, how could she not have her means and knowledge?! A sharp sentence directly pierced Zhao Ziwei's wishful thinking.

Zhao Ziwei's smiling face couldn't be maintained, he took two steps forward, clamped Mo Rou's neck, and said angrily: "What did you say? Haven't you worked in the Royal Clan for so many years, aren't you the former financial manager of the Royal Clan, and even if you leave the Royal Clan, you should have some of your contacts in the Royal Clan......"

"What's the ...... right" Mo Rou said with difficulty, her face turned purple, and she had difficulty breathing, "Release, let go of my ......"

"Put? Since you are useless, then what is the use of me spending so much money to marry you back? I don't know how many people have ridden this body of yours, and I'm dirty now. Zhao Ziwei's words can not be said to be poisonous, he actually said that a woman's chastity is so unbearable.

Under Mo Rou's eyes, the hatred that devoured the bones rose again, Zhao Ziwei, I will definitely let you die a good death.

"I have another way...... "In any case, she must guarantee her life before she can find an opportunity to take revenge."

When Zhao Ziwei heard this, a bright light flashed in his eyes, stared at her, and said suspiciously: "Are you serious? ”

Mo Rou nodded vigorously, and nodded again.

"I barely believe you once...... Zhao Ziwei let go of her suspiciously, he was determined, Mo Rou had been tortured so inhumanly before she fell into a coma just now, and she couldn't make any trouble from under his nose now, a weak woman, that's it.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Mo Rou coughed up tears again, clutching the bath towel tightly with one hand, very embarrassed.

After a long time, when she was relieved, she looked at Zhao Ziwei, who was showing impatience, and said calmly: "I can tell you a way, as long as you do what I say, you will get everything you want." ”

Zhao Ziwei squinted at her and said in disbelief: "What way?" You speak up first. ”

"Do you remember the little girl that the royal family announced to adopt at the last banquet of the royal family? She is now the tip of the heart of the old man, as long as you can send someone to tie her to your hands, and then take the opportunity to threaten the old man and threaten the old man, why worry that you can't get what you want?! ”

Mo Rou swore that she was the one who guessed a little bit of the inside story, so she was sure that Yu Shengsheng was definitely the cover door of the Yu family now.

"What's the use of being just an adopted orphan?" Zhao Ziwei didn't believe it at all, his sarcastic gaze swept to Mo Rou, and sneered: "Aren't you also a child adopted by the royal family, look at your miserable appearance now, those who are not related to each other are just tools to make money, once they anger the owner or have no use value, they are no different from a guard dog, I think Rou'er should have a deep understanding of this." ”

Zhao Ziwei picked up Mo Rou's chin, tried his best to be vicious, and singled out the most painful wound on Mo Rou's body.

Mo Rou waved Zhao Ziwei's hand away, glanced at him with hatred, and said hatefully: "The blood type of the Yu family is rare, they need Yu Shengsheng to be their blood jar or child birth tool, this is the big secret of the Yu family, and I have been an adopted daughter in the Yu family for twenty years, believe it or not, it's all up to you, but if you can't get the benefit money you want because of this, then don't blame me!" ”

Mo Rou didn't have the patience to talk anymore, she walked to the bathroom, the disgusting smell on her body was almost stunning, and she really wanted to vomit.

Zhao Ziwei stood in place, thinking about the truth of her words......

Is there a rare blood type...... Blood jars or raw child tools......

If everything Mo Rou said is true, then Yu Shengsheng is really likely to be the existence that the old man Yu attaches the most importance to, if he uses Yu Shengsheng as a bargaining chip to blackmail Yuchen to give up one or two percent of the benefits in the cooperation contract, it should be achievable, right?!

Thinking like this, Zhao Ziwei's eyes saw a lot of coins flying, he loved money, needed money, and had a lot of money in his hands, so he had a sense of security.

In the past, the money or status that could only be obtained by climbing into the bed of fat women and sacrificing their bodies has become a thing of the past, and now he has a lot of money, he can get a lot of women's bodies, he can pamper them, torture them, and wreak havoc on them, all according to his mood, he can find a sense of accomplishment in these women, and destroy the humiliating memories of the past.

He needs money!

When Mo Rou came out of the bathroom, she only felt that Zhao Ziwei's two eyes were like the eyes of a wolf at night, exuding a greedy wild light.

She tugged at her lips sarcastically: "Figured it out, right?" ”

Zhao Ziwei paced over, hugged her shoulders intimately, lowered his head, stared at her with tenderness, and his voice was soft, as if he could get tired of water.

"Rou'er, you are such a treasure, I am very happy to marry a virtuous helper like you."

Mo Rou didn't struggle, she quietly let him hold her, but said indifferently.

"I hope that before the matter is completed, you can sign a divorce agreement with me, and from now on, men and women will marry and have nothing to do with each other!"

Zhao Ziwei's eyes flashed with deep thought, Mo Rou, a woman, may be of great help to him in the future, he must not let her go so easily.

"Rou'er, tonight's incident is that I went too far, can you forgive me this time?" Zhao Ziwei pretended to be pitiful and begged.

Mo Rou sneered: "Zhao Ziwei, I have begged you before, but what do you do to me, I think you will not have amnesia for a while, since everyone has torn their faces, don't do it again so disgustingly, this marriage is originally a game of mutual use, I admit defeat when I lose, you win and win what you want, in this case, why should we continue to entangle, look at each other and hate each other, it's not a good thing." ”

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Now there are still a few hours before 0:00, the ribs are trying to be more than 6,000, and tomorrow I will try my best to do more than 10,000 more!!