How can this be possible? How can this be possible
How could Li Sicheng, such a proud person, be treated as that kind of creature
This would be even more painful for him than killing him!
Su Qianci sat on the sofa, covering her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes and blurry vision.
No, impossible!
If this is true, how can Li Sicheng accept it, how can he accept it!
She knew him, she knew him too well.
But at the same time, Tang Mengying, his childhood sweetheart, also knows Li Sicheng very well.
She knew what method would make him feel the most uncomfortable and painful...
Just by imagining it, Su Qianci felt that she couldn't make it through.
She wanted to see him, she wanted to see him!
Tears flowed uncontrollably, and Su Qianci felt as if a big hand was tightly holding her heart, making her feel so painful that she couldn't breathe.
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The basement was dark and slightly damp.
Faintly, there is an indescribable dark aura that permeates the air and penetrates people's hearts.
It was dark all around, but in the basement where there was no sunlight all year round, it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.
It was pitch dark and pitch black.
In the darkness, there was a panting sound like a wild beast, rapid, crazy and painful.
The sharp high heels tapped the ground, soon forming a brisk rhythm as she walked in.
Tang Mengying was humming a tune, and it was obvious that she was in a very good mood.
When the gatekeeper Jing Sao saw her coming, she automatically took out the key, opened an iron door, then a wooden door, and then a door with iron railings, and Tang Mengying was able to enter.
Carrying a bag and with a slim figure, Tang Mengying turned on the lights that had been off for a long time as soon as she came in.
The basement is separated by a solid iron cage, inside which is a space of less than five square meters, a toilet, and toiletries.
A simple plug-in water heater, a toilet, a mirror, a towel, a cup, a toothbrush and a razor.
Just outside the toilet, there is a small single bed, which is very clean and simple.
There is only one pillow, one quilt and one person.
For the rest, nothing.
A man was lying on it, curled up into a ball, hugging his knees, his body and head were covered in sweat, his temples and neck were full of blue veins bulging with pain, his whole body was red, pale and in pain.
Due to years of lack of sunlight, the originally healthy wheat-colored skin has now turned pale.
It is so white that it is transparent, so white that it looks blue, and you can clearly see the blood vessels beneath the skin. It is so beautiful and delicate that it is hideous.
Li Sicheng hugged himself, panting heavily, his whole body twitching. When he saw her come in, he stretched his hand out of the iron cage and shouted incoherently: "Give... me, Tang..."
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Tang Mengying held his hand, pulled him, and touched her chest, "Here you go, if you want it, I'll give you everything. Do you want it? Tell me, do you want it or not?"
Li Sicheng's hand twitched violently, but when he touched her tender palm, he pulled his hand back.
"Give me... medicine..."
"What did you say? I didn't hear you. Speak louder!" Tang Mengying smiled deliberately and turned to look at Sister Jing. "Open the door. I'll go in and serve him."
When Mrs. Jing heard this, she showed no expression at all. She took out a bunch of keys from her hand and opened the iron gate.
(End of this chapter)