Drunk, Lin Xiaoxi was a little unstable.

The rich businessmen put their fat hands on her shoulders and rubbed them ambiguously.

It was like a disgusting maggot climbing on Lin Xiaoxi's body, making her stomach turn upside down.

Lin Xiaoxi frowned, and used her fingernails to pinch the debut scar on her arm to divert attention.

The men's movements grew bolder and began to rub up and down her slender waist.

"You can't drink as hard as you do, you have to have some fun." The greedy eyes of the rich businessman shone brightly.

"Yes, yes, yes." The crowd roared.

"Why don't you call the bed a few times and listen."

Everyone laughed, and some people held their mobile phones to take pictures of Lin Xiaoxi.

Lin Xiaoxi listened to these insulting words, angry and aggrieved.

The sourness in her heart was boundless, and she pinched herself harder.

She had to endure it, because no one would feel sorry for her, and the more miserable she was, the happier Leng Mochen was.

It's just that she really regrets it...... How did she meet him and fall in love with him in the first place.

Leng Mochen wanted to teach Lin Xiaoxi a lesson and frustrate her spirit, but a burst of anger rushed up.

He couldn't wait to chop off the pair of hands that were rubbing oil on Lin Xiaoxi's body.

Before the man was even more excessive, Lin Xiaoxi grabbed the wine bottle and covered his head and poured it.

It's good to be drunk, and it won't hurt to get drunk.

Her tears were pouring down her face.

She drank a bottle of wine in one go, took another bottle and continued to drink.

"Okay, the little beauty is amazing, keep going!"

The wealthy merchant made a gesture for the waiter to continue taking the wine.

Lin Xiaoxi drank fiercely and choked, she coughed violently.

Suddenly, "Gross! ”

She couldn't help but bend over and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The body is like a weed being abused by the wind, swaying.

She looked at the brilliant ball of light in a daze, and the sky and earth suddenly darkened......

"Lin Xiaoxi!"

When her consciousness was scattered, she seemed to hear Leng Mochen's voice.

How so? He hated her to the bone, he had already sentenced her to death, how could he call her in such a worried voice?

The tip of the nose is the pungent smell of disinfectant water, and the eyes are dazzling lights.

Lin Xiaoxi lay on the operating table, staring at the sky in a daze, waiting for the doctor to wash her stomach.

"What's the matter with you young people now? If you can't drink it, don't drink it hard, for the sake of entertainment, you don't want to die, and you actually drink until your stomach is perforated. ”

The doctor saw her wake up and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Lin Xiaoxi was silent, and his mind replayed Leng Mochen's cruelty in that dignified killing.

Those cruel realities, like a sharp knife, are interspersed back and forth in her soul.

Even after a fire, she still lives a humble and small life, like an ant.

Disappointment and helplessness split pieces of her belief in life and crushed it into powder.

In the past three years, she was looking forward to a new life, revenge, and everything, but she never thought that Leng Mochen would easily beat her back to her original form.

She had long been imprisoned in an airtight cage, and she could not escape.

Her dignity and illusion died in those bitter drinks.

She bit her lip and whimpered with unwillingly sadness.

Coming out of the operating room, she was like a puppet with a hollowed out soul, looking at Leng Mochen in a daze.

"How else can you humiliate me? Are you satisfied? ”

Leng Mochen's handsome face sank, "Are you accusing me?" ”

"Don't dare." Lin Xiaoxi hooked her lips coldly and completely lost her vitality.

"Hmph, you're to blame for all this." Leng Mochen's chest was clogged for a while, but his mouth was extremely mean.