Wen Tong froze, and looked back at Wen Jingxiong, "You still think I'm doing it for Wen's property?"

Wen Jingxiong stared at Wen Tong's desolate and indifferent eyes, and was stunned.

Wen Tong, who was once innocent, obedient and sensible, seemed to be dead at this moment.

Wen Tong in front of him completely lost his former aura.

Wen Jingxiong was so dazed that he couldn't speak for a while.

Wen Tong sighed slightly, turned around, and left.

But she still seemed unwilling, "If I can't get it, I will really choose to ruin it. Don't force me."

Wen Jingxiong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to scold Wen Tong, but he couldn't, he always felt heavy in his heart.

At night, the corridor was empty.

The window at the end was not closed tightly, and it was blown by the wind and rain.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.

Wen Jingxiong woke up with a start, and the door was opened at the same time.

Afterwards, a pair of disheveled men and women rolled straight in.

He looked at the person in shock, and when he saw the faces of the man and woman clearly, he sat up from the bed in shock.

Jiang Lin and Zhao Lanzhi knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Zhao Lanzhi hurriedly wanted to trim her hair and continue to put on her undressed clothes.

Jiang Lin didn't dare to make a sound, as if he had just come from hell.

"You—you—" Wen Jingxiong pointed at the two people, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Jingxiong...it's not what you think, I—we were framed!" Zhao Lanzhi still wanted to quibble.

Jiang Lin also slowly came back to his senses, "Yes... we met..."

The door suddenly opened again.

A sound of steady footsteps sounded from behind them, Jiang Lin and Zhao Lanzhi stiffened at the same time, unable to speak a word.

"You—who are you!" Wen Jingxiong watched as the man behind them walked in, wearing a half-face mask.

The man ignored anyone, turned right, and inserted the disc into the player.

"No—don't!" Zhao Lanzhi struggled to get up, but was kicked back to the ground by the man.

The screen quickly lit up.

Clear picture, clear sound, from beginning to end...Wen Jingxiong looked at the screen, trembling all over.

The two people kneeling were the same, as if they were replaying the torture and humiliation they had just endured in their minds.

"You—you actually did such a thing!" Wen Jingxiong shouted, his blood suddenly surged, he lost his voice after shouting, and fell on the bed.

"Go away." The man looked at the two people and opened the door.

Like mice, the two rushed out in a panic, not forgetting to pull and cover each other.

When all this was done, the man rang the bell, called the doctor, came out, and walked toward the end of the corridor.

At the end, at the corner where the light did not reach, there was a tall figure standing in the darkness, leaning against the wall, holding a lighter between his slender fingers, opening and closing it, playing with it.

Yan Lie walked towards the figure, "Master, it's done, but Mr. Wen is not in a good condition."

"Ben deserves to die."

Those four words made Yan Lie silently shut up.

In the ward, Wen Tong was sitting on the sofa, and Ning Lingyou was sitting opposite her.

They are all waiting for one person, Long Li.

"It shouldn't be, he will definitely come today." Ning Lingyou glanced at the time, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

"Master, I think you are overthinking, you should go back and rest quickly," Wen Tong said.

Ning Lingyou changed into a comfortable position and lay down on the sofa directly, "I don't, he has the key card for this suite, what should I do if he comes to stay with you as soon as I leave later and won't leave?"

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