"You can't do this to me, I'm Mrs. Chu, if you ......"

"You are Mrs. Chu, what does it have to do with me?" Ye Jifan was surrounded by cold air at the moment.

His features are frozen in cold air, and he doesn't show any pity for you.

When Mrs. Chu heard him say that his identity had nothing to do with him, her heart panicked again, and her thoughts turned even faster, trying to get out of the predicament by all means.

She thought about all the people around Ye Jifan, and all that could be used had been used, and now there was only one Qiao Yiluo left.

Looking back at the people behind them, their gazes were even more frantic than before.

They had begun to move in small steps in the direction where she was, little by little, getting closer and closer.

She was so frightened that she had to be a dead horse doctor: "This identity has something to do with you." ”

The sense of superiority that has always been ridiculed and flattered made her continue to harden her mouth: "If you dare to do anything to me, Qiao Yiluo's life will be very sad in the future!" ”

It was the first time that Ye Jifan was threatened with Qiao Yiluo, and his cold and hard facial features gradually softened, and then instantly became cold again.

His eyes were cold: "You threaten me with Luoluo?" Very good. ”

"You're threatening me." He took out his mobile phone and played a recording, and Mrs. Chu's face became paler and paler, and finally collapsed on the ground like a broken ragdoll.

Ye Jifan cruelly hooked his lips and waved his hand to the people behind him, and those people swarmed up and dragged Mrs. Chu to the bedroom.

Screams, curses, and threats reached Ye Jifan's ears through the door.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a disdainful smile, and he shook the goblet faintly.

At the moment of oppression, he swore that he would return all the humiliation he had suffered!

Birth is not something he can control, and being oppressed is not something he wants.

As long as he finds an opportunity, why doesn't he fight back?

The red wine slowly runs down the corners of the lips and finally falls onto the white shirt, forming an eerie red dot.

The moment Mrs. Chu was dragged in, he completely became a devil.

What's so bad about the devil? This world is purgatory, why not use one person's fall to protect everyone around you?

The room grew quieter and quieter, and it was only when the sun set in the west that the door opened again.

The men came out one by one, and all of them were satisfied.

They didn't talk to Ye Jifan, they just left alone, and after drinking a bottle of wine, Ye Jifan got up and walked into the room.

The man on the bed was expressionless, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes and despair, deaf to his surroundings.

The clothes on their bodies were long gone, and only the strips of cloth on the floor still showed that they had existed.

In addition to the black purple left by those people, there is also visible dirt on the skin.

It was even more of a mess, and there was blood.

The most shocking thing is the few coins around her cheeks, which are lonely but have a strong sense of existence, and they are the smallest ones in terms of market value at the moment.

They are even more powerful weapons that trample on the dignity of Mrs. Chu.

Ye Jifan was very satisfied with the grand occasion in front of him, he lit a cigarette, smoked slowly, and waited quietly.

Smoke spread through the room, choking Mrs. Chu to cough.

Finally stopped coughing, she saw Ye Jifan.

This man who was treated as a plaything by her and kept for five years.

After he graduated, he entered CL, and he completely turned his face and pulled her to hell.

With hatred in his eyes, he glared at him: "Ye Jifan, you will take revenge, you can't die well!" ”

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