Ning Xi has been thinking about Meifang's resignation from time to time during this time.

When I came to Xiuyan Pavilion today, I couldn't help but ask Yan Yan more.

Because Meifang didn't resign before, she often had to dock with Sister Yan, so she thought that Sister Yan should have some clues here.

"Little girl, Meifang is a good one. Every time I come into contact with her, I can see that she is a capable girl.

It's just that now it's a foregone conclusion, and you don't have to worry too much about things and people.

Shihan is right, we should all learn to respect other people's choices. ”

"Well, well."

Ning Xi really felt that Meifang's departure was a pity.

Just when Ning Xi and the others were chatting about Meifang, the real Meifang was suffering from the darkness of life.

"Escape, you continue to escape, isn't it very capable? You dare to run away while I'm sleeping, yes! Stinky bitch, but I underestimate you. ”

Meng Hu whipped down again.

Meifang, who was scarred all over her body and had messy hair and couldn't see her appearance, curled up there as if she didn't know the pain and wouldn't resist.

I don't know how many times the man in front of her, who once loved her like a treasure, has whipped her.

Not only that, she stumbled upon some of his secrets, which were not good for Miss Ning Xi, and wanted to sneak out to tell Miss Ning Xi, who thought that time, her life changed completely.

He was locked up in this dark firewood room all day long, and he had to endure the whipping of this drunk man at every turn.

It's not that they don't resist, but every time they resist, they get more serious beatings and scolding.

Last night she thought he was drunk and unconscious, and wanted to escape, but she underestimated this man too much.

The result is what it is today.

Meifang's heart is very cold, very cold, a hundred times colder than a snow-capped mountain covered with snow for thousands of years.

She felt that she could not see the light of life anymore.

How can a person who is already discouraged still have expectations?

Meng Hu looked at Meifang, who was motionless like a dead corpse and would not resist, and became even more angry, raising his hand and whipping Meifang a few times fiercely.

There were a few more new wounds on his scarred back.

"Stinky woman, let me tell you, it's best not to have the idea of escaping and telling the truth, otherwise I will kill you."

He was met with Mifang's silence.

Meng Hu snorted and turned away.

When Meng Hu's footsteps could not be heard, all of Meifang's stubbornness collapsed at this moment.

He sat down on the cold ground, biting his lower lip and crying silently.

The body was constantly shaking because of the depression.

If someone came in and saw such a picture, I think anyone with a conscience would be able to cry when they saw it.

It was dark in the firewood room, and Meifang didn't know how long she cried, and she cried until she fainted.

But Meng Hu, who left, didn't come back to take a look.

Not only that, but also sitting on the left and right, indulging in the gentle township, and enjoying it.

Where is the image of a good husband in the past?

"Bang!"

The closed door of Meng Hu's private room was suddenly rudely kicked open.

Frightened, Meng Hu sat on the ground with a butt.

As for the two women he hugged left and right, they screamed in fright, hugging their heads and running around.

Seeing this, the person who came came with a mockery on his lips, "I didn't expect Meng Gongzi to be so leisurely and elegant, I don't know if the tasks I gave him have been completed?" ”

Meng Hu saw the person who came clearly, and he didn't care about sitting on the ground, and said directly with a flattering face, "Not yet, not yet, but please rest assured, I will complete your task in three days, three days, and promise not to disappoint you!" ”