In the end, I don’t know how much time has passed.
Several strong men had been twisting and turning on Song Yijun's body for so long that Song Yijun felt completely numb.
She stared blankly at the cloudless blue sky. As the sky got darker, it was already approaching dusk. The wind at night was so biting, but Song Yijun's naked white body had lost consciousness and did not feel cold at all.
This body has been completely defiled, and her last vestige of consciousness has been completely destroyed.
A pale smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth, and Song Yijun suddenly felt that she had been so ridiculous for so many years.
For more than twenty years, she has always defended her innocence. No matter how dark her heart was, Song Yijun never indulged herself.
In the past, she did it for Li Jingyi, but now she does it for herself. For Song Yijun, although she is cruel to others, she still knows some integrity.
But now, her last trace of shame has been shattered, leaving only a shattered self-esteem and endless hatred.
This world is unfair to her!
Song Yijun thought painfully, what did she do wrong
From the moment she was born, her fate was so out of her control. If possible, Song Yijun would not want to be born into such a family.
Why can't she be painted by Tang Nuan? Why can't she appear in front of others like other wealthy ladies
Why, she has worked so hard to improve herself, but she is always the one who is looked down upon and despised! ! !
Why!
Can anyone explain why all this is happening
Obviously, no one can answer Song Yijun's doubts.
In the end, Song Yijun didn't know how she regained consciousness. She woke up and put her clothes back on one by one. During the process, her whole body was sore and she felt like her body was about to fall apart.
Song Qianying watched this scene from the side and smiled contentedly, "How are you, Song Yijun, were you feeling comfortable just now?"
“…”
Song Yijun didn't answer, she just put on her clothes one by one, with no trace of anger in her eyes.
At this time, Song Qianying laughed again. She looked at the video on her phone. It was comparable to an island country blockbuster. She couldn't help showing an expression of appreciation, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Song Yijun, you said that if this video of yours is sold online, If so, how much can it be sold for?"
"No one expected that An Ruohan, the dignified female boss of Luo Group, would be bullied by several men. Tsk, Tsk, Song Yijun, this will completely ruin you as a person."
As she spoke, Song Qianying clicked on the previously recorded video and turned the sound up to the maximum.
In the video, Song Yijun screamed in pain, with an extremely shrill voice, "Ah! Let me go, you beasts, ah, beasts!!!"
Of course, along with this sound came some indescribable sounds of body collisions, and those key scenes were clearly captured. Song Yijun's body was red and purple, like a complete disgrace.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Song Qianying laughed loudly while watching, "Song Yijun, I see that with your qualifications, you are quite capable of being a young lady. How about selling you directly? I do know that there is an agency that specializes in shooting sexy videos. As long as it's None of the women who have gone in can come out, how about I arrange for you to go there?"
"you dare!!!"
Suddenly, Song Yijun yelled angrily.
This angry expression finally brought some life to Song Yijun's face. She raised her head, her eyes seemed to be filled with despair, so they were full of sternness.
For some reason, Song Qianying's heart suddenly shook at that moment, as if she was frightened by Song Yijun, and her eyes became a little uneasy.
But considering that Song Yijun is only one person, and there are so many people here, are they still afraid of her
Thinking of this, Song Qianying immediately felt confident again. She turned off the video in her hand and approached Song Yijun step by step, "What should I dare not do? Song Yijun, let me tell you, you deserve it for what you have come to today. I told you a long time ago that I won’t let you go, I said so!”
"Originally, when you came back from abroad, I didn't plan to provoke you, but when you took away the Song Group that my father had run for many years, when you demolished the big house where we lived for many years, when you took away my father's By the time I got angry enough to go to the hospital, the sworn hatred between you and me had already been forged!"
"Song Yijun, I will not accept your apology or compensation. I just want you to suffer humiliation! Do you understand? I just want you to live in pain for the rest of your life and never get ahead!"
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning. Next, I will have you stripped completely and thrown directly to the southern suburbs, so that you can enjoy the true happiness of a family! Song Yijun, you just Let it rot and stink for the rest of its life, just like maggots in a shit pit, let it rot and stink for the rest of its life!"
After finishing her words, Song Qianying turned to several men and ordered, "Come on, take this woman to the southern suburbs and let her experience life!"
"yes!"
Several big men nodded vigorously.
However, what no one expected was that in an instant, an astonishing scene happened.
Song Yijun seemed to have gone crazy, her eyes became particularly vicious, and then she took out a knife from someone unknown. She suddenly rushed to Song Qianying and stabbed Song Qianying in the neck with the knife. .
At that moment, the blood erupted like spring water.
Song Qianying's eyes widened in shock, and before she could say a word, she completely fell into a pool of blood.
"Qianying, Qianying!"
"Sister! Sister!"
Seeing this scene, Lin Jiaohua and Song Qianran on the side immediately rushed over, crying at the top of their lungs as they rushed over, "Catch this woman, catch this crazy woman!"
Then Lin Jiaohua rushed to Song Qianying's side, picked up Song Qianying on the ground, hugged her daughter's face and cried, "Qianying, Qianying, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you!"
Song Qianying did not give any reply.
The wound on her neck was too big, and blood poured out from the wound crazily, directly staining Lin Jiaohua's clothes red.
Lin Jiaohua tentatively put her hand under Song Qianying's nose. Suddenly, her fingers trembled!