Su Yiwan pushed open the door and saw that the clothes on the ground were messy, the clothes of men and women were staggered, and a piece of women's pants was blown by the wind and scraped to her feet.

"It hurts." Su Wanjing's voice came.

She struggled in pain, but she was forcibly entangled, screaming hoarsely, and crying in a low voice: "Don't, let me go, don't, help." ”

Su Wanjing's voice choked, as if she had cried.

Su Yiwan stood outside the door, this voice was familiar to her, she clenched her hands into fists, and looked at the bedside table in the lounge, and there was a cup of freshly brewed hot coffee.

That's what she asked Yan Lancang to soak, and said that she wanted to drink it for a while.

And the two figures on the bed were entangled, and the ambiguous screams kept echoing in the room, su yiwan took half a step back, closed the door, and turned around.

"Xiao Wan?" When Su Yan saw her, he immediately rushed forward.

Chen Wenhui couldn't help but shiver when she saw Su Yiwan, for some reason, she didn't say a word, but Su Yiwan's eyes were cold.

"Where have you been? Who imprisoned you? Why do they all say you're missing? Su Yan stepped forward and asked.

Su Yiwan heard the screams coming from the lounge, her heart sank to the bottom, a little uncomfortable like she was itching but she couldn't scratch it, and the hand holding the medicine suddenly became stronger.

She crossed Su Yan and Chen Wenhui, but was grabbed by Su Yan's arm.

"Let go." Su Yiwan said coldly.

Her eyes were bloodthirsty, and Su Yan was so frightened that she subconsciously let go of her hand.

The anger on Su Yiwan's body was like a knife that would be cut down at any time, so that they couldn't hold their breath, and they didn't even dare to question, for fear of angering her.

"Why is she so scary?" Chen Wenhui thought to herself.

A yellow-haired girl who is not yet 20 years old, but with murderous intent on her body, like a person who mixes with the underworld, Chen Wenhui thought of this, and the voice in the lounge came through the crack in the door.

"Mr. Yan, it hurts, don't want it." Su Wan choked up and said.

She felt that the whole person was torn apart, fear lingered in her heart, and she turned around and wanted to jump out of bed to get her mobile phone, but unfortunately she didn't get down to the ground, and her body was hugged and fell on the bed.

"Yan Lancang, you pervert, let me go, help." Su Wanjing screamed.

Su Yiwan heard her cry and paused as she left.

"Isn't this a quiet voice?" Chen Wenhui said in disbelief.

She turned to stare at the lounge, Su Yan listened, and also stepped forward and said, "Are you sure it's Wanjing?" ”

"Mom, Mom, help me." Su Wanjing heard the sound outside, and she shouted at the top of her voice.

The next second she screamed again, and the sound spread throughout the corridor, and many nurses and doctors passing by stopped, even the dean came.

"Mr. Yan's lounge, how can there be such a voice?" A nurse whispered.

Seeing this, Su Yan and Chen Wenhui just pushed open the door and saw Su Wanjing rushing in disheveled, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, and the whole person jumped forward and fell to the ground.

She was covered with only a sheet, kisses/marks and scratches all over her body.

"Mom, Yan Lancang him, he's strong,. of me. Su Wan choked and sobbed, she shrank her body in fear, and deliberately presented the bruises on her body.

There were more and more onlookers, all pointing at her.

"Yan Lancang? He, how dare he. Chen Wenhui said sadly, but although she said this, she was not worried at all in her eyes.

After all, when this matter spreads, the Yan family must be responsible, and there is no escape from marriage.

This is the result she wanted, but she didn't expect this result to come too suddenly, even she was a little surprised, more of a surprise.

"Don't help me, it hurts, it hurts." Su Wanjing was helped up, and she screamed in pain.