Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan was thrown back onto the bed. He Yanlang bent down, propped up his arms, and knelt beside Lin Qinghuan. The blood from his forehead was still dripping down, staining his half-buttoned white shirt.

I don’t know if it’s because He Yanlang’s face is too enchanting or what, but this injured man has an indescribable evil charm.

Lin Qinghuan half-supported himself and backed away, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Get out, let me go, I want to report J, I want to report J..."

"Shut up!" Lin Qinghuan refused to listen, so he raised his tone.

Lin Qinghuan had nowhere to retreat and was pushed against the head of the bed.

He reached out to hug her.

"Don't touch me!" Lin Qinghuan reacted by grabbing the pillow and throwing it at the man. She hated He Yanlang's touch.

The pillow was blocked by He Yanlang, who snatched it away and threw it casually on the ground. Lin Qinghuan picked up another pillow and threw it at him, but it was still caught easily.

How could Lin Qinghuan be a match for a man who could fight five people at once?

He Yanlang hugged her and coaxed her patiently, "Lin Qinghuan, calm down."

She was still struggling desperately, using her whole body to resist, shouting at the top of her lungs, "I want revenge, I want revenge... revenge..."

There's no use struggling.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't resist his strength.

He Yanlang held Lin Qinghuan's tearful face, feeling so distressed that he couldn't breathe, "Huanhuan, I won't marry Ouyang Ling. It was just arranged by my family, and it was just a verbal promise from those old guys."

It would have been fine if he didn't explain, because after he did she became even crazier.

No one knew where Lin Qinghuan got the strength from. When people are pushed into a corner, their potential is truly unlimited. She broke away from He Yanlang and yelled loudly, her entire face red with tears, "Why did you touch me? Why? Who do you think of me? It's up to you whether you marry her or not, but why, why do you treat me like this when you already have a fiancée?"

He crucified her with moral shame again and again.

The first time Luo Zhouran.

The second time was when they were caught cheating.

She crawled under the bed, and He Yanlang pulled her ankle and dragged her back. The man's eyes were already red. He pressed down on her, kissed Lin Qinghuan's tears and begged, "Huanhuan, let's just do it for a while, don't cry, please."

"Don't touch me...Don't touch me...Wuwuwu..."

"Just do it for a while, calm down, okay? I like you, Huanhuan, I have never touched any other woman except you, really, believe me."

He Yanlang restrained Lin Qinghuan's hands with one hand. She was still struggling desperately. Her wrists were pinched red by him, but Lin Qinghuan was still struggling with all her strength.

She really didn't want him to touch her.

The whole body is resisting with all its might.

"Don't touch me, if you dare to touch me, I swear I will definitely sue you, don't touch me, wuwuwu...rapist...wuwuwu..."

Rape.

When He Yanlang heard this word, he felt his scalp tingling. Being called a rape by the person he likes.

I can’t describe the feeling inside, but it’s very unpleasant.

He let go of Lin Qinghuan's hand. Lin Qinghuan pushed him away without any hesitation, then grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped herself up, putting some distance between them and looking at him with a tearful face.

"Heh... rapist..." He Yanlang stood up, turned around, picked up the phone on the table, and threw it to Lin Qinghuan, "Take it and report it."

He stared at Lin Qinghuan like a carnivore staring at its prey.

Lin Qinghuan picked up the phone tremblingly.

He picked up a cigarette from the cabinet and lit it with a click. The woman who had been shouting at the top of her lungs just now stopped talking. "Go ahead, what are you hesitating about?"

Lin Qinghuan pressed three numbers, bit her lips tightly, and did not press the dial button.

There was silence, a long silence.

The cigarette was finished. Seeing that Lin Qinghuan had not responded yet, He Yanlang put out the cigarette, bent down, took the phone from Lin Qinghuan, and threw it on the ground casually. His chin was raised, and his face was evil and arrogant, "I gave you a chance."

Rape.

Ha ha.

He was really grateful to Lin Qinghuan.

"You're reluctant to report me and arrest me, right?"

Lin Qinghuan bit her lip and shed tears. She really didn't have the courage. There were many things that she couldn't explain clearly.

She covered her face and cried, her tone finally softened, "I don't want to call the police, I just want to leave here, please let me go, and this is the end of our relationship!"

He hated it most when Lin Qinghuan said he was even.

What did she think he did all these things for? Was it to play games with her?

Dead woman, does she have a heart? She just broke up without hesitation, she is really free and easy.

"That's it?" He Yanlang half-squinted his eyes and moved closer to Lin Qinghuan again, his tone distant and cold, "Can you explain to me what that means?"

He was so anxious that Lin Qinghuan pulled the quilt, feeling pitiful and aggrieved, but she was stubborn and always forced He Yanlang to do something wrong.

"Did anything start between us? Are you going to end it here?"

Not boyfriend and girlfriend.

More like a one night stand.

Lin Qinghuan raised her head. She was obviously extremely sad, but she spoke clearly, "This is the end of our relationship as P-friends!"

The smile on He Yanlang's face was stiff, but it returned to normal in an instant.

What a good relationship! She would definitely be the first one to treat He Yanlang as a friend.

"What if I say no?" he asked Lin Qinghuan provocatively.

With just one sentence, Lin Qinghuan slapped him again.

He Yanlang was hit on the head, but he didn't even have the right to be angry.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't hold back the tears on her face anymore. She bit her lips tightly and cried silently.

He was the one who got beaten, but she felt wronged. He Yanlang was fed up and couldn't coax her no matter what, so he said harshly to Lin Qinghuan, "Stay here and leave when you agree to be my girlfriend."

"What the hell! You already have a fiancée!" Lin Qinghuan reacted quickly this time and yelled. She didn't understand how someone could be so unreasonable.

Doesn't she have ears?

He never acknowledged his marriage to Ouyang Ling.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot, I have a fiancée." He Yanlang bit the word "fiancée" very hard, then licked his lips and smiled evilly, "You can be my lover, I'll be there whenever I call, name your price."

Lin Qinghuan widened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

As pretty as his face is, his soul is evil.

He Yanlang continued, "There's no need to be so arrogant. I can afford any price."

The light in Lin Qinghuan's eyes was fading away bit by bit.

If she had known that He Yanlang was just playing with her feelings, her heart would still have ached so much that she couldn't breathe when he treated her like an object and put a price on her.

What's worse than being treated as an object with a price tag is that Lin Qinghuan once liked someone who treated her like an object.

She liked him, but in his eyes, she was just an object that he could sleep with for money.

There is no emotion, only a price tag.

Under the quilt, Lin Qinghuan clutched the bed sheet tightly, unable to suppress her trembling. She spat on He Yanlang's face, "Pah!"

So disgusting, this face.

He Yanlang just wiped it off with good temper.

He saw that the light in Lin Qinghuan's eyes dimmed little by little until it disappeared completely, leaving him with a coldness that was deeper than impatience and disgust.

She disgusted him.

Despise and spurn him.

He was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

"Get out!" Lin Qinghuan said.

He Yanlang smiled habitually. No one was better at disguising and concealing emotions than him.

Some people appear calm on the surface, but they are actually turbulent inside.

Like him.

"Think about it carefully, Lin Qinghuan!"

He walked towards the door, and with a bang, the door was slammed shut.

Just as He Yanlang left, Lin Qinghuan wiped her tears, cheered herself up, got out of bed and went to look for her cell phone.

If he really dared to control her, she would definitely report him.

Her cell phone was thrown on the sofa in the living room by He Yanlang. She tried to open the door, but couldn't. The door must have been locked from the outside by He Yanlang.

With a "bang", Lin Qinghuan kicked the door fiercely and yelled, "Open the door!"

No one answered.

She raised her leg again, kicked it hard, and slammed the door hard, "Asshole, let me out!"

Still no one responded.

Another long ten minutes passed, and Lin Qinghuan was already out of strength, but still no one answered her from outside.

abnormal!

Lin Qinghuan slammed the door without giving up, "Asshole! I'm going to sue you for illegal detention and restricting my personal freedom. You're dead, He Yanlang, He Yanlang, asshole..."

"Bang bang..."

"Bang bang..."

No matter how hard she knocked or kicked the door, there was still no response from Lin Qinghuan.

There's no use struggling.

It is unknown whether there is anyone outside the door.

Lin Qinghuan dragged her tired body back to the bed, pulled the quilt over her head, and began to cry silently again.

In He Yanlang's eyes, she was just an item with a clearly marked price.

In the living room, He Yanlang sat on the sofa. He did not treat the wound on his forehead, nor did he change his blood-stained shirt. He was obviously a serious mysophobia, but at this moment, compared to the depression in his heart, it seemed that he could endure anything.

His long, bony fingers held a cigarette between them, and he listened to everything Lin Qinghuan had just said.

In Lin Qinghuan's words, he has completely become a legal expert.

He pulled a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth and mocked himself.

After a while, He Yanlang finally came out of the mood influenced by Lin Qinghuan. He looked around the whole room, which was in a mess because of what happened this morning.

He called Lu Yi and asked him to call someone to clean up the house.