Marriage is involuntary: Mr. Shen, please accept

Xu Qingyan looked a little dazed.

She has been with Song Zhannan for three years, and he appeared when she was saddest. Xu Qingyan originally thought that she and him would get married. Even though he had a hidden disease and could not have children, she was still willing to come to the hospital to do these things for him. Just to prevent him from embarrassing him in front of the Song parents.

But now...Xu Qingyan only felt her hands and feet were cold, and her mind went blank.

However, Shen Zhixing refused to let her go. He pinched her chin with more force, forced her to regain consciousness, and said sarcastically, "I exchanged you for a piece of land in the south of the city, and Song Zhannan will not lose."

She looked up at him, perhaps because she hadn't recovered from the phone call, her eyes were a little empty: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"I bought you from your good-for-nothing fiancé." He lowered his head, his eyes were piercingly cold: "Xu Qingyan, what do you think you are to me now? Hmm?"

She shuddered, the man in front of her was like Satan returning from hell, the corners of her mouth were full of bloodthirsty arcs, her sixth sense told herself that what Shen Zhixing wanted was to drag her into hell without leaving any bones behind.

As if thinking of something, she struggled violently, she didn't know where the strength came from, she broke free from the restraint of his wrist, and waved it regardless: "Shen Zhixing, let me go!"

"Snapped……"

The crisp sound of slaps resounded throughout the monitoring room, Xu Qingyan was stunned, as if a thorn had been stuck in her throat, and she could no longer utter a sound.

She hit Shen Zhixing with her hands.

"Heh..." The man narrowed his eyes, licked the sore corners of his lips, suddenly gave a small laugh, stretched out his hand to attach her soft waist, and pulled it hard, without any emotion in his eyes, he said coldly Said: "Xu Qingyan, this is what you owe me..."

As soon as the words fell, he penetrated her without warning, without any foreplay, dry enough...

"what!"

Xu Qingyan exclaimed, tearing pain quickly spread from between her legs, as if to split her in half, her eyes widened, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

Throat could not help but let out a painful moan.

To be honest, Shen Zhixing didn't feel well either, his pale and haggard face was reflected in his dark eyes, he was in a trance for a moment, but soon he regained his sobriety.

The members of the Xu family are best at disguising, Xu Qingyan especially, remembering that she had such a pitiful look four years ago, but in the blink of an eye she colluded with Xu Zhiguo and almost killed him, his eyes gradually filled with murderous intent .

The movements under him became more and more unrestrained: "I didn't expect Song Zhannan to be such a waste. It's been three years and I haven't touched you. Xu Qingyan, you are really sad."

it hurts...

Xu Qingyan felt that she would die in the next moment, both her body and her heart were riddled with holes.

"I want to sue you, Shen Zhixing..." she said.

He paused, his fingers stopped on her chest, ravaged her fiercely, and sneered: "You are welcome anytime."

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, the torture finally came to an end.

Xu Qingyan's whole body was drenched in cold sweat, her face was as pale as a piece of white paper, only her lips were bright red, and upon closer inspection, she could find that it was a drop of blood from a bite.

Shen Zhixing looked down at her without a trace of pity in his eyes. After a while, he threw a document on her body and said coldly: "After reading this document, I will wait for your lawyer's letter anytime."

She froze for a moment, picked up the document tremblingly, and opened it... Then her face became even more ugly: "Why is Xu's share certificate with you?"

He didn't answer her, but said: "I heard that Mrs. Xu has been too busy to take care of herself recently. Xu Zhiguo has suffered several heart attacks. You say that if you put him in prison now, can he live until the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Shen Zhixing, why..."

"I said, you owe me this." He bent down, clasped her chin, and stroked the wound on her lip with rough fingertips: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, Xu Qingyan, four We have to settle the account of years ago."