I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

The light in the room was not very bright, but she still felt a bit dazzling after not seeing light for two days.

"Do you know who I am?" The slave stood in front of the bed where Shi Xiyue lay, looking at her condescendingly.

Shi Xiyue stared at the old man with thick features. He had dark skin and a sneer at the corner of his mouth, which made him feel a bit wretched at first glance.

She didn't recognize him, but his voice sounded familiar to her.

"My name is Nuzhi." He announced his family name to Shi Xiyue.

The word 'nu' is inferior, and if it starts with 'nu', it is used as a surname. Except for people like Lin Boyuan and Shi Minglong, there should be no other 'slave' surnames in this world.

"You may not have seen me before, but I have seen you many times, especially when I am around Lin Boyuan. I see you often."

"..."

Sure enough, as she thought, he was really Lin Boyuan's remnant.

I just didn't expect that in this vast sea of ​​people and the world is so big, I could meet people like Lin Baiyuan here.

Lin Boyuan is really a poisonous insect, dead but not stiff.

Even though he was dead, his men were still working for him.

"I saved you from Brother Sal. Now that you're awake, shouldn't you say thank you to me?"

With a sneer, the slave asked Shi Xiyue for credit.

Shi Xiyue struggled to sit up from the bed, only to realize that her legs could not move at all.

"My legs..." Shi Xiyue murmured excitedly, lifting the quilt on her body with her hands. Under the gray trousers, she saw that both ankles were wrapped with thick gauze and fixed with wooden boards. touching her feet. "What's wrong with my feet? Why can't I move them?"

The anesthetic had long since worn off, and when Shi Xiyue looked at her legs, she felt a piercing pain.

She recalled what she had experienced before the accident.

It seemed as if there was still a bright knife flashing across her vision.

She remembered that it was Brother Sal who cut off her hamstring.

"I can make you survive and save a life, so you should burn incense. What legs do you care about now?"

While the slave was speaking, he sat directly on the edge of the bed, his eyes resting on Shi Xiyue's face.

The woman in front of him was the woman that Lin Baiyuan went crazy and wanted to get. It's a pity that he couldn't do it until his death. He was even solved by this vicious woman with her own hands.

She and Fang Linger looked exactly the same, but Lin Boyuan ignored Fang Linger. Every time he saw Fang Ling'er hiding in the corner, crying silently, God knew how distressed he was.

A wretched man's hand suddenly reached towards Shi Xiyue's face and touched her cheek.

"What are you doing?" Shi Xiyue reacted quickly, scolded angrily, and slapped his hand away angrily.

The slave was not angry at all, but still looked at Shi Xiyue reluctantly.

Time flies, and it has been more than ten years in a flash, but so much time has passed, but the woman in front of him seems to have not changed at all. Time has been really good to her, leaving no trace of aging.

I remember one time, when he went to Fang Ling'er's room, Fang Ling'er also treated him with this hateful attitude.

Whether it's Lin Boyuan's men or Shi Minglong's men, it's like they can't see the light of day. Wearing a thick black mask wherever he goes.

People around them only know what they call 'slaves', but have never seen their true appearance.

It wasn't until the slave returned to Shashui Bay in the Western Region Country and became the owner of Shashui Bay that he dared to take off the mask on his face and act openly as a human being.

"I saved you, shouldn't you be grateful to me? Is this how you treat your savior?"

The slave glanced at Shi Xiyue's beautiful face, and finally his eyes wandered to the collar of her thin gray shirt.

Because she was injured, the servants had to clean her body, so two or three buttons on the collar of her shirt were loose.

Although Shi Xiyue is no older than she was more than ten years ago, as Sheng Xichen's wife, she lives the life of a wealthy lady and takes excellent care of her body.

There is no way to tell that she is almost forty now and is a woman in her twenties or seventeens at most.

All the people taught by Lin Boyuan are perverts. What you see in front of you is the best example!

"Although you are still alive now, it does not mean that you will live forever. If you want to know the truth, then be obedient and start pleasing me now. Otherwise, if Brother Sal comes here to trouble you again, I can't guarantee that he will not Will kill you."

As the slave spoke, his hand repeatedly touched Shi Xiyue's face.

"Go away..." Shi Xiyue slapped the slave's hand.

The back of the slave's hand was red from being slapped by her.

The pain made him feel resentful. Lin Boyuan gave him a hard time because he almost molested Fang Ling'er.

He threatened him and not allowed him to touch Fang Linger. Otherwise, his eyes will be gouged out, his limbs will be chopped off, and he will be thrown into an urn.

Now that Lin Boyuan is dead, and even with his death, he has not tasted the taste of Shi Xiyue.

Then let him do the job well, and a hundred years later, when he goes underground to see Lin Boyuan, he can still ridicule him.

The slave's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly rushed towards Shi Xiyue, forcing her to the bed.

"Who do you think you are? A filthy piece of shit who has given birth to so many children and still thinks you are a girl of eighteen or nineteen?

I can take a liking to you, that's your blessing. If you want to live, then obey me obediently, otherwise I will kill you now..."

"Let me go... let go... help me..."

Shi Xiyue's arms were suppressed by the slave, and the hamstrings of her legs were cut off, making her unable to move at all.

"Haha... scream, it will help my happiness more, haha..." The slave held Shi Xiyue's hands with one hand and raised her hands above her head.

The freed hand tore Shi Xiyue's shirt and leaned over to kiss her.

Shi Xiyue shook her head crazily, her eyes filled with despair.

When the slave kissed her neck, she opened her mouth and moved closer to his head, biting the man's ear fiercely.

"Ah..." The slave howled crazily in pain.

The taste of blood spread in Shi Xiyue's mouth, and she had no intention of letting go. Forcibly biting off the outline of the slave's left ear.

"Ah... bitch, bitch..." The slave finally broke free. He covered his bleeding ears with his hands, and his hands were covered with blood.

Shi Xiyue spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, and spit it out on the ground along with the outline of the slave's ears.

The slave's whole body was shaking with pain, and his heart was filled with anxious anger.