Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

He wanted to keep walking, but found that the more he walked, the more painful it became. He had no choice but to step back and sit on a chair to rest. Gradually, the pain in their hearts stopped.

After resting for a while, he wanted to go out again, and the same situation happened again.

As the two of them got closer, everything was fine again.

If Song Hui was desperate just now, he was now completely disheartened. He would be tied to Mo Ningyu for the rest of his life.

Mo Ningyu was even more desperate than him. She had been secretly saving money and preparing to run away.

Song Hui is completely ruined. She is still young and can go to another city to change her appearance and continue looking for another job.

The two of them hated each other, but they couldn't live without each other.

From the dilapidated rental house, there were sounds of men and women crying loudly, which made anyone who heard them sad and cry.

Song Hui and Mo Ningyu went to see doctors and Taoist priests, but neither could cure their problem of being unable to live without each other. Instead, they were treated as mentally ill and were advised to go to a mental hospital for treatment.

The two struggled for a while but couldn't come up with a penny, so they had to accept their fate. From then on, they relied on each other and tortured each other.

Qi An ignored the two men. They couldn't cause any trouble anyway.

Five years later, Qi An resigned from the position of chairman, and Sisi became the new helmsman, and she went out to travel around the world.

Qi An has been in this world for a total of ten years, watching Sisi grow step by step into an independent business woman, marry a reliable man, have both a son and a daughter, and a loving couple.

Sisi lives a very happy life, and she has lived up to the price Zhang Yufen paid.

Before leaving, Qi An curiously glanced at Song Hui and Mo Ningyu.

On the dirty and messy construction site, a middle-aged man with a weathered face was mixing cement shirtless. His movements were so skillful that you couldn't tell at all that he used to be a young master.

Three or four meters away from him, a skinny, small woman with a sharp face was moving steel bars. Her complexion was red and black, and her exposed skin was covered with new and old scars.

"This...is this Song Hui and Mo Ningyu?"

No wonder Ata exclaimed, Qi An almost didn’t recognize him.

Both of them could be called handsome man and beautiful woman before, but the ten years of torturing each other made them age faster than a butcher knife.

After the woman finished moving a truckload, she wanted to go somewhere farther away to continue moving. Before she could even open her mouth, the man put down his work and went with her.

The workers nearby were not surprised: "Mr. Song and his wife have a really good relationship. They are inseparable wherever they go."

"That's right, my god, I've never seen them more than ten meters away from each other."

"That's right, sometimes he even follows me to the toilet and watches me closely."

"It's rare to see such a loving couple."

"..."

Song Hui and Mo Ningyu listened to their coworkers' discussion, looked at each other and immediately turned their heads away, feeling that looking at each other was more disgusting than eating shit.

When will this day end?

Qi An and Ata left contentedly.

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The dense and towering mountains, one after another, seem to have no end.

There is a small mountain village with dozens of households located in it, where people work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset, isolated from the world.

The houses are basically made of adobe. Occasionally one or two families build half a stone house, which is considered a good life in the village.

This place is close to the mountains and beside the water, surrounded by mountains, and with the curling smoke from the cooking fires, it seems like a paradise.

"what……"

A shrill scream broke the silence.

In a shabby room of a house at the very edge of the village, a girl was sitting on the dirty ground, looking at the man who was walking towards her with a lewd grin, and she screamed in fear.

The girl was about fifteen years old, very thin, with her big eyes looking very strange on her small face, which were filled with fear and nausea.

"Sister Liu Ye, just obey me. I will treat you well."

The man was short, fat, and had big ears. He looked like a mentally retarded person. He looked at the girl's exposed skin with a serious expression, and his mouth was almost drooling.

The girl felt sick and scared, and kept shrinking back: "Don't come over here, don't come over here..."

She shouted loudly: "Dad, Mom, help me... help me..."

Seeing the girl calling for help, the man chuckled and said, "Stop shouting. It's no use even if you shout your throat out. You are already my wife, do you know that?"

"Your dad sold you to me. I've given you all the money. Just be obedient and I'll treat you well, hehe."

Liu Ye was filled with despair and tears fell down in strings.

Dad sold her after all.

Wasn't she obedient enough? She started working when she was three years old, feeding chickens and pigs, collecting firewood for cooking, and going up the mountain to collect grass for pigs. When she was older, she worked even harder inside and outside the house, and never had a day off.

They do the most tiring work, eat the least meals, and get beaten from time to time.

Just because she is a girl.

In Xialiu Village, girls are the most valuable and the least valuable.

Liu Ye struggled to get up, grabbed anything she could throw at Yang Lei, and while he was dodging, she rushed to the door and was about to open it and escape.

She still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that her father had not sold her and that her mother could convince her father.

I pulled it, but the door didn't open.

The door was locked from the outside.

The despair in Liu Ye's heart overwhelmed her. It turned out that what Yang Lei said was true.

"Dad, Mom, brother. Let me out, let me out..."

An old male voice cursed: "Why are you shouting? Brother Yang Lei will be your man from now on. Follow him and enjoy the good life. The days of happiness are still to come."

No, it's not like that.

Yang Lei is the son of the village chief. He is the only one in the village who has built a large blue brick and tile house. He is only 23 years old this year, but three women have already died in his bed.

Liu Ye shook her head desperately and begged loudly, calling for her mother to save her.

Her mother just cried but didn't say a word for her.

She has always been like this. When she is beaten, she will just cry, and then she will be told to be obedient and she won't be beaten if she is obedient.

Brother Liu Shan was complaining outside: "I said we should tie up this girl's hands and feet to make it easier for Brother Yang Lei to succeed. Well, Dad, now you have enough money to buy me a wife, right?"

"Uncle Yang brought a few girls here a few days ago. I heard there are college students from the city. Let's go pick one."

After hearing this, there was nothing Liu Ye didn't understand.

My father sold himself in order to buy a wife for my brother.

Liu Ye closed her eyes. She... didn’t want to be obedient anymore.

Yang Lei grabbed her, pulled her onto the kang, and was eager to take off her clothes. Liu Ye pretended to be obedient and even helped Yang Lei.

Yang Lei was shaking with excitement, panting heavily: "That's right, Ye'er, you don't know, I have been thinking about you for a long time, since I was a child, your little face is prettier than the girl from the city that my dad brought back."

Yang Lei bent down impatiently.