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The night wind blew, and the cold moon outside the window was reflected on the balcony of the window. It reflected off the gray floor, making it seem cold and unrestrained.

Su Qinglian lied on the soft, large European leather bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Her mind was in a mess, her thoughts drifting, memories flooding into her mind.

When the Su Family Group collapsed, and her father faced an enormous debt compensation, she collided with walls everywhere on the Lian City. In the end, when she had nowhere else to go, she boldly made a decision, which was to sell out her body and soul.

She was bought by Shi Hanmo at the auction, sold by Shi Hanmo as an item at a clearly marked price.

When a man has nothing, all his pride falls short of money.

On that day, there were many people who wanted to buy her.

No matter how high the prices were, only Shi Hanmo, who was sitting in the corner, had his light on. At that time, Su Qinglian had already noticed the man with the sharp corners, who had an extraordinary temperament.

For a moment, she thought he was the angel who had descended from the sky to save her, but she had no idea that the man who had given her so much hope had pushed her once again into the bottomless abyss.

"Dong, dong, dong." The knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Are you asleep?"

It was Shi Hanmo's voice.

The lights in the house had long been extinguished, and Su Qinglian opened his eyes wide, not saying a word.

Hearing the sound of the key being inserted into the bed, Su Qinglian who was lying on the bed subconsciously closed his eyes, his hands tightly grabbing onto the bed sheets.

With a "click," he finally came in.

The sound of slow footsteps gradually approached, accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol.

The pungent smell of the wine was almost nauseating. Su Qinglian tried his best to hold his breath, but his face turned red from holding in his breath.

The man elegantly placed the wine cup on the bedside table, his long fingers untied his shirt. The moment his clothes fell on the ground, Su Qinglian knew what was going to happen next.

"Why didn't you open the door when you weren't asleep? Are you feeling proud that you can finally escape my control? "

Raising the blanket, the man took half a step forward and pounced onto Su Qinglian. The latter groaned in pain as his ribs almost ruptured as if he had received a huge impact.

Su Qinglian was like a soulless wooden body, lying on the bed stiffly, allowing the man to use his strength.

She never refused any of Shi Hanmo's requests, it was just that Shi Hanmo was never satisfied with her performance, and every time he saw Su Qinglian lying there half-dead, he would feel ineffably angry.

"Call out!"

Shi Hanmo's movements sped up, and his tone became cold.

Looking at the woman's pained and humiliated expression, a ball of fury rose in his heart.

He was a man whom all women in Lian City admired and admired in their hearts. Countless women chased after him like a flock of ducks. He did not know why this woman was in so much pain, nor did he understand why she felt so humiliated.

Wasn't he the one who was really humiliated?

If not for Su Nanfeng, he wouldn't have fallen to the point where his family was destroyed and everyone lost their lives. He would never forget the humiliation and disdain he had endured all these years.

Therefore, all of this should be repaid by his precious daughter.

The night was as dark as water, and a light drizzle came from outside the window. Inside the bedroom, the dense scent of hormones spread without restraint.

"Su Qinglian, why don't you just f * * king call me out!"

Call?

Su Qinglian curled his lips into a bitter smile, and firmly bit his lips to prevent himself from making a sound.

Maybe this action had completely angered Shi Hanmo, he immediately dragged his off the bed, pushed her against the wall, and turned on the lights in the house.

In an instant, the dark room immediately lit up.