Arrogant CEO Addictive Dote on Wife/C3 Let you pay the price
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C3 Let you pay the price

Song Huaishuang did not know how she managed to return to her room.

Her legs went limp and she collapsed onto the bed as if she had lost her soul.

At this moment, she couldn't hold it in any longer.

Tears rolled down his face and dampened his fragile face. The man's words seemed to still linger in her ears, deeply stabbing into her scarred heart.

Yes, base.

If he wasn't despicable, how could he have fallen in love with that man! And for three whole years!

The phone vibrated continuously. Song Huaishuang wiped her tears away and picked up the phone. The moment the screen lit up, her fingers froze in mid-air.

Twenty minutes later.

The city was shrouded in darkness.

The pretty woman rushed into the hotel. She could not help but be anxious.

Song Huai Shuang gripped her phone tightly. She wanted to break her nails.

Just now, she had received news from Lin Lei that her own sister, Song Huaichun, was in this hotel!

Ever since the Song Family went bankrupt, her little sister had also disappeared ?

Song Huaishuang took a deep breath and walked out of the elevator. She pushed open the door to the room.

"No!"

A painful and ambiguous voice of a woman sounded out from within the room. A young girl was lying on the bed, and beside the bed, several men were surrounding her. The moment he saw the girl's face, Song Huaishuang rushed over subconsciously, "Huai Chun!"

That was her little sister, Song Huaichun!

At that moment, a few men appeared out of nowhere and suddenly grabbed her, tying her to a corner with hemp ropes.

A slim lady walked out from the shadows. She waved the goblet in her hand in a charming manner.

This woman, if she wasn't Lin Lei, then who was she?

"Lin Lei!" Song Huaishuang's eyes turned red, "Let go of my sister!"

"Song Huaishuang, do you really think you're worth anything?" Lin Lei moved gracefully and lifted Song Huaishuang's chin, taking a sip, "Just watch carefully! How did your beloved younger sister get ruined! "

A painful cry came out from the bed as Song Huaichun cried out, "Sister, save me!"

"No!" Song Huaishuang knelt helplessly on the ground. She wanted to struggle, but was helpless and could not move. She could only watch helplessly as the men humiliated the pitiful woman to their hearts' content.

"Song Huaishuang, you better not hate me." Lin Lei laughed, "After all, this is Jin Nan's wish! Who allowed you to take over the Yue Clan's Madam's identity! "

Yue Jinnan!

Song Huaishuang stared at him as tears streamed down her face. The hatred in her eyes was about to burst out.

Yue Jinnan, oh Yue Jinnan, do you hate the Song Family so much? Not even her sister!

One day, I will make you pay the price for what you have done!

Song Huaishuang opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the hospital.

She didn't know when she had passed out. She was in pain and tears. In the end, because of her long time of kneeling and mental breakdown, she could no longer hold on and was unconscious.

Before his eyes could completely brighten up, a palm landed on Song Huaishuang's face.

Song Huai Shuang turned her head to the side and felt a burning sensation on her cheeks.

"Song Huaishuang, I didn't expect you to be such a despicable person when I said you were despicable!" Yue Jinnan stood angrily at the bedside as he glared at the woman on the bed, "Song Huai Shuang, are you so lacking in men to go out with your own sister to find men?!"

BOOM!

Something seemed to have exploded in her mind. Song Huai Shuang did not care about the unreasonable accusation from Yue Jinnan's words, she opened her eyes wide: "Where's Huai Chun?"

"Your sister? "Have a good time." Yue Jinnan scoffed, "Song Huai Shuang, you must remember, if you are not my wife, your sister's fate is the same as yours!"

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