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Zhang City Women's Prison.

"Yi Chen, I beg you, please save my father!"

"No!"

Ye Anan's scalp went numb, she suddenly grabbed her wrist and kicked her down to the ground, "What are you doing!?"

The woman let out a cry and got up.

"Not only that, look at her despicable appearance. Not only have she been kneaded by a hundred men before, right?" All of their eyes were fixed on Ye Anan's chest, releasing waves of ridiculing laughter.

"Aiya, I'm afraid it's contagious."

"Haha …"

Ironic jeers rose and fell.

When her father died with hatred, the image of his eyes unwillingly widened was like a nail in her heart.

At this moment, they were being knocked into the depths of their souls again and again.

The pain was heart-wrenching!

Big Sister's arrogant voice continued, "I'm sure you have inherited your father's teachings. The prison is very hard and has many long hours. Why don't we …"

Ye Anan had indeed inherited her father's teachings well, but she had given Chi Yichen the most coquettish passion in his life.

But what was the final result?

Ye Anan sneered, and her fingernails dug deep into her palms.

"Won't we know whether it is contagious or not after we try it out!"

With a taunting voice, Big Sis reached out her dirty hands straight for Ye Anan's chest.

Anger filled Ye Anan's ice-cold eyes.

Chi Yichen slandered her because she loved him so much back then, to the point of being blind and disregarding everything else.

But these bitches, what right did they have?

Ye Anan suddenly grabbed her wrist and jumped up from the bed. After slapping her twice, she folded her wrist behind her back.

He bent his knees and pushed against her waist, relaxing his grip.

Her fluid movements were completed in one go.

"AHH!" Pain! Let me go... "Ahh!"

The eldest young mistress didn't even have time to react as she laid on the ground like a dog, begging for mercy in pain.

Ye Anan jumped down from the bed and sat on her back while kneeling on the ground. She grabbed her hair and fiercely smashed her head onto the ground, "How about my father?

The muffled sound of the collision made everyone's hair stand on end.

As a female criminal, she didn't dare to step forward.

"Ye Anan... Ah … Sister Nan, please, please let me go … "Stop fighting …"

The eldest young mistress sobbed and begged for mercy. The blood mixed with her snot and tears, turning into a ball.

Ye Anan acted as if she did not hear it, her gloomy voice was like an arctic storm, chilled to the bone. "If you dare talk anymore, I'll kill you! "I don't plan on going out alive anyway, why would I care about another crime!"

"What are you arguing about!"

The lights in the prison were turned on from the outside. The guards ran over and shouted at the top of their lungs.

Ye Anan calmly stood up, her cold eyes were like an Asura from hell, fiercely staring at the motionless woman on the ground.

"Quick, look!" A female criminal shouted, "Her lower body is bleeding..."

Everyone looked at Ye Anan.

Between her straight and fair legs, blood flowed out from the base of her thighs.

That blood was like a valve opening water cage. In just a short period of time, the dark red liquid under his feet had already gathered into a pool and flowed along the ground to the side.

"It seems to be an abortion …"

Abortion?

Ye Anan's face instantly turned pale white.