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The night was quiet and dark.

The sound of a woman begging for mercy came from the house.

”Si Nan, please, don't …”

Shen Qingyi pleaded, as tears rolled down his face.

However, He Sinan turned a deaf ear, and became even more unrestrained.

”What are you pretending for? Isn't this what you want?”

He Sinan lowered his eyes, and mercilessly ridiculed them.

”No, I didn't …” She tried to explain.

Shen Qingyi opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he was mercilessly interrupted —

”If you're satisfied, go draw blood. Yun Ya is in pain, you can't wait …”

The man rose to his feet, his coat sleeve glinting with a cold metallic sheen, like his thin voice.

Pain?

Wasn't she in pain?

”He Sinan, wait a moment —”

Shen Qingyi looked at his back, suppressed his trembling voice, and said: ”I'm your wife, can you not be so cruel to me?”

”Cruel? What you have done to Yun Ya, was not cruel? ”

He Sinan enunciated each word icily.

”You clearly know that I like Yun Ya, but you used your identity as the great miss of Shen Family to force me to marry you. Shen Qingyi, do you still expect me to show you mercy? ”

”I didn't …”

He Sinan didn't even give her the chance to speak.

”If you dare to use any methods against me, you will have to pay the price. Do you think that by marrying me, I will fall in love with you? ”Wishful thinking!”

After saying that, He Sinan said in a fierce tone, ”Hurry up and go, don't make Yun Ya become anxious from waiting.”

It was as if he hated her the most when he looked at her.

Bang! The sound of the door closing came out, like a knife, it stabbed into Shen Qingyi's flesh.

She hugged herself, feeling a piercing pain all over her body.

For the past three years, he had only left her with this kind of resolute back.

Heh … It was her wishful thinking.