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When he woke up again, it was the morning of the second day. It was like a nightmare, but the cold air around him seemed so real. Ye Jia woke up from the cold. She slowly opened her eyes and moved her body. She felt sore all over her body and couldn't move at all.

Her lips were in so much pain that she couldn't even scream for help. Lowering her head, she realized that she wasn't wearing any clothes on her body. Pieces of azure and violet were densely packed on her snow-white skin, covering every corner of her body. Beneath her, several patches of blood bloomed like plum blossoms on the beige carpet.

Her mind rumbled as she instantly realized that someone had already … Tears welled up in her eyes. Her innocence had been mysteriously snatched away by a man whose face couldn't even be clearly seen!

His hands were clenched into fists against the wool carpet. Through the mist of tears, she saw that her clothes were being thrown aside, torn to the point where they could no longer be worn.

Beast! She screamed in her heart, wishing that she could immediately execute that man who had killed millions of people! But at this moment, she didn't even have the ability to stand up!

Who could tell her where she was? How was she going to get out? The cold air ravaged her naked body, and whether it was pain or cold, she began to tremble.

Just as she was about to faint again, the door was suddenly pushed open. An expressionless woman walked in, kicked her with her foot, and shouted: "Hey! "Are you dead yet!?"

Ye Jia stared at her with tears in her eyes and choked with sobs, "Why did you do this to me? Who the hell are you? " Every word she said was painful. Her mouth had already been torn open by that pervert!

"Who am I supposed to ask if you're asking me!? Get up! " The woman lifted her leg and kicked her a second time. How could she know why? The young master had only ordered her to use the cruelest way to torture this woman to madness. She didn't care about anything else!

Ye Jia couldn't get up at all. She knew that this woman was just like the man yesterday. She was definitely not a good person. Therefore, even begging was spared, collapsing to the ground in despair, his heart repeating over and over again in his mind: Xiang Fei! Come and save me!

The woman saw that she could not get up at all, so she dashed into the bathroom and filled a bucket of cold water. It splashed onto her body and scolded: "I'll see if you can stand up!"

Ye Jia screamed. She tried her best to resist the tearing pain as she got up from the ground with difficulty. However, she quickly curled up on the ground again. Cold water dripped down her hair, causing her to shiver even more.

"Tomorrow, when the Young Master comes back from Peace City, if you're still in such a dangerous situation, I'll throw you into a hotel to sell you!" She turned and walked out.

After lying on the ground for 20 minutes, Ye Jianshi could no longer bear the cold air and struggled to get up. However … No matter how she searched the entire bedroom, she couldn't find a switch that could turn off the air conditioner.

Helpless, he could only stumble into the bathroom. Fortunately, there was still hot water. Turn the water to a high temperature and let the hot water pour down from the top of your head. Everywhere the hot water passed, it hurt so much!

After running for a long time, his body finally felt a little warmer and less sore. However, the pain on his wound did not lessen at all. After searching for a long time, she found nothing but a snow-white towel. Her clothes had already been torn into pieces!

She had no choice but to step by step back into the large bed in the middle of the bedroom and get into the only blanket that could cover her body. At the very least, it would be warmer!

She didn't understand why that man would torture her like this. Was this cold, cellar-like bedroom also a method of torturing her? What she wanted to say, then, was that the man was really too cruel. Because it was really cold here, even though she had just washed up and hid in bed, she was still shivering.

It was unknown whether it was due to him falling asleep or due to him falling unconscious. Ye Jia fell asleep in a daze. She woke up a few times, but didn't even have the strength to open her eyes. Then she fell asleep again.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from the quiet corridor. From time to time, it was mixed with the maid's respectful voice: "Eldest Young Master."

Long Haochen didn't reply to the maid's greeting, but went straight to the bedroom in the corner. Behind him followed a woman who everyone called Sister Ling, reporting Ye Jia's situation over the past two days.

Long Haochen stopped in front of the bedroom door and calmly said, "I understand, get down!" His voice was extremely cold, just like his ice-cold appearance.

"Yes, Eldest Young Master." Sister Ling respectfully lowered her head. She didn't dare to stay for even a second longer before she turned around and quickly left.

Long Haochen grabbed the doorknob with his right hand, and lightly turned it to the right before opening the door. An ice-cold aura gushed out of his body as he lifted his long legs and stepped into the cave.

The blood-stained floor had been cleared away, no longer the same as it had been when he had left. His gaze swept across the room and landed on the huge bed in the middle of the room. The corner of Long Haochen's mouth raised slightly, and his devilish sneer deepened.

Ye Jia's face was pale, and her mouth was purple. The wound on her lips had already become inflamed, and a few traces of blood could be seen seeping out from the wound. Her messy hair was scattered all over the snow-white pillow, and she didn't look any better than a dead person. Although her eyes were tightly shut, it was obvious that her sleep wasn't a peaceful one.

Long Haochen's ashen white fingers grabbed a corner of the quilt, and with a great effort, threw the quilt to the ground. A body the same color as the bed sheets had impressively appeared in front of his eyes on a large, snow-white bed. His entire body was covered in the marks from last night.

Seeing his masterpiece, Long Haochen was very satisfied, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Ye Jia who was on the bed was awakened by the sudden intense breath and could not help but shiver. However, her eyelids felt like they were made of gold and she could not open them, even though she really wanted to.

"If you don't open your eyes, I'll throw you into the sea and feed you to the sand fish." A ghostly voice sounded out. Ye Jia was shocked. This voice didn't sound very familiar to her, but she clearly remembered hearing it the night before yesterday before she lost her body. It's him —?! The man who was scarier than the devil!

Ye Jia struggled to keep her eyes open. It wasn't because she was threatened by him, but because she really wanted to see what kind of monster had tortured her to such an extent!

The moment he opened his eyes, he finally … She saw it! This was a person so handsome that it could make one scream, and a person so cold that it could make one's hair stand on end. However, why did she feel that it was a little familiar?

She remembered. It was the man she had seen on the street a few months ago. It was actually him? The man who had told her so many strange things and told her that he was Long Yingqi!

"It's you?" Ye Jia stared at him blankly.

Long Haochen's face was clearly startled, and he coldly smiled as he sized her up, "What? Have you seen me? How come I don't have any impressions at all? "

"Long Yingqi! "Why did you do this to me?!" Ye Jia roared at him with difficulty.

Long Haochen was surprised for a moment, and then burst out laughing. Shaking his head, he said, "Miss Ye, I regret to tell you that you have mistaken me. I am not Long Yingqi."

How is this possible? Ye Jia was stunned, it was him! How could it not be? Long Yingqi was a gentle and clean man with a dreamy smile. As for the person in front of him, other than a bloodthirsty and cruel face, there was nothing else. Although their faces were identical, they were definitely not the same person! Absolutely not!

But why did they look the same? What was their relationship?

As she moved her lips, Ye Jia asked with difficulty, "Who are you?"

Long Haochen bent down, grabbing her chin, and coldly said while looking at her, "You don't need to know who I am, because you don't have the qualifications to know!"

"Okay, then I will tell you, I am Ye Jia, I will tell you, you are torturing the wrong person." Ye Jia! She believed that she had never offended anyone in her entire life, much less this extremely terrifying man. Having been abused like this for no reason at all, she was in great pain! It was very unfair!

"I also want to tell you that I am looking for you, Ye Jia!" Long Haochen said through clenched teeth, increasing the strength in his hands. Because of the pain! Ye Jia tried her best to hold back the tears that welled up in her eyes. But he turned a blind eye to it, and he would not be moved by her pain. What he wanted was to torture her little by little until the moment of her death!

"Why?" Ye Jia asked in confusion. What did she do wrong? At least let her die in a way that made her understand!

"Like I said, you don't have the right to ask me anything!" Long Haoxuan took her hand and moved it under her chin, moving it like a hot iron whirlpool on every inch of her skin. Everywhere it passed, it was a life's humiliation, ruthlessly trampling on Ye Jia's self-esteem.

Ye Jia bit her lips and her body started trembling again. She was so embarrassed and angry that she bit her lips and said, "Animal …."

Long Haochen's warm hand was stopped, and he grabbed her long hair, pulling her up. His jet black eyes had a tinge of red in them. Using tough methods to force her to look straight at him, he roared towards her little face, "Bastard, it's you! It's you, Ye Jia! "

Ah--!" Ye Jia screamed. Her head slammed into the wooden bedside table. A huge pain instantly spread out from her head, making her wish that she could die right now!

However, before she could recover from the pain, her naked body had returned to his embrace once again. A new round of humiliation had replayed itself. It was much more violent than before!

When he came crashing down like a wave, she chose to give up her fearless resistance. She fainted the night before, she didn't know anything, she didn't remember anything, she didn't even remember how he had maimed her body!

It was a pity that the heavens could not do as she wished. There was no way for her to escape. At this moment, her mind was clearer than ever! The heavens seemed to be forcing her to remember him, to remember this cruel and humiliating moment!

The pain in her body could not be compared to her mental state. If she could die at this moment, she would choose to die without any hesitation!

After what seemed like a thousand years, the weight that was pressing down on her finally disappeared. Through the tear mist, she once again saw the giant azure dragon open its mouth wide at her, brazenly announcing its victory!

The green dragon and the man walked further and further away. Then, they disappeared in the direction of the door, leaving Ye Jia alone on the snow-white bed.

Her snow-white skin was exposed to the ice-cold air, but she was already numb to it. She could no longer feel the cold. The only sensation in his body was pain! A bone-piercing pain!

In her heart, she screamed countless times: Xiangfei … Save me …!