C181 Sooner or Later He Would Have to Die

This is the price you have to pay for falling in love with someone you shouldn't have loved. Ling Muxue, you can really wake up now. Everything that he used to be gentle with you is just a thing of the past.

You were so stupid you couldn't help it. You wanted to know if he really wanted to live with you, so stupid that you forgot how he'd tortured you, and in the last few months you were still stupid enough to indulge in his gentleness.

But this time his heart is truly dead, it is dead on the bridge, and he is nothing but a devil without a heart, and there is only hatred between you, and no love at all.

Ling Muxue was tied to the big bed for three days and three nights. Her entire body was in pain, especially her lower parts. The pain was so intense that her entire body was convulsing. She could clearly feel the blood flowing out and her body was covered with a thin blanket.

Her head was already tilted to the side without any strength left in it. Her face was so pale that it was terrifying. She was like a broken doll.

The whole room was filled with the smell of lust.

At this moment, there was a cracking sound and several maids came in.

The housekeeper coldly ordered, "Release her!"

Two maids stepped forward to untie the rope. Ling Muxue lay on the bed weakly, but Xiao Qinghan did not order them to let her go.

But instead, she just washed her and tied her to the bed. Ling Muxue did not struggle at all throughout the entire process, like a rag doll allowing them to carry her around.

The housekeeper picked up a bowl of porridge from one of the maids' tray, sat on the edge of the bed, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and passed it to Ling Muxue's pale lips.

"Miss Ling, let's eat!" As the housekeeper spoke, her eyes were filled with disdain. All the maids around her were looking at Ling Muxue with disdain. She did not expect this woman to be so shameless to find a man behind the young master's back.

The young master was really blind to fall for such a slut.

However, it was strange as to why the young master did not drag the woman who had betrayed him out of the basement and torture her to death. He even wanted her to serve him.

At this moment, Ling Muxue only closed her eyes weakly and tilted her head to her arm. She did not have any intention of speaking.

"Miss Ling!"

"You guys can take it away. I don't want to eat it!" The voice was weak and weak as if she had used all her strength to speak.

The housekeeper looked at Ling Muxue with a serious expression. She took back the spoon and ordered in a cold voice, "Open her mouth!"

The very next second, Ling Muxue's head was fiercely lifted by a maid. She grabbed her hair and pinched the sides of Ling Muxue's mouth with one hand.

"Ah..." Ling Muxue closed her eyes and screamed weakly.

Then, the housekeeper poured the porridge into Ling Muxue's mouth.

"Ahem..." Ling Muxue shook her head weakly and struggled. Her pale face was twisted. The porridge that was not poured into her mouth slid down the corner of the mouth.

Half of the entire bowl of porridge was poured into her mouth and the other half overflowed.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Ling Muxue coughed violently. Her throat was very uncomfortable and her pale face was also tinged with a strange red.

The butler picked up a tissue from the side and roughly wiped Ling Muxue's mouth with it before she said in a cold voice, "Miss Ling, you better open your mouth wisely from now on. Otherwise, we will have no choice but to pour it in for you in the future."

After she finished speaking, she got up and left.

Ling Muxue cleared her throat a few times and her head powerlessly leaned to the side of her arms. She lowered her eyes and tears started to fall without any warning.

Just like that, Ling Muxue was imprisoned in the room and every night, she was subjected to Xiao Qinghan's uncontrollable torture.

The room was dark and Ling Muxue's screams of pain could be heard, but Xiao Qinghan did not mind and continued to vent his anger.

When he was on top of her, even when it was dark, he used the pillow to cover Ling Muxue's face. He didn't want to see her face, let alone kiss her.

After he finished venting, he pulled away and left with a cold gaze.

Right now, she was like an exclusive prostitute who was being imprisoned, allowing Xiao Qinghan to torture her at any time.

She was imprisoned here, enduring Xiao Qinghan's endless torture every day. During the day, when she was mocked by the servants, they would first feed her, and in the end, whether Ling Muxue took the initiative to eat or not, they would directly pour it in.

Her body had already been ruined by Xiao Qinghan, and the pain of being torn apart spread throughout her limbs and bones. Rather than live like this, she might as well be released early. But every time she had this thought, she really died. What about her mother, Yiyue, and Xiao-Xiao? She didn't want to leave them.

No! She couldn't die like this! She was framed, she couldn't just give up and die unjustly. Even if she died, she'd drag them down with her to hell.

She wanted to escape.

The entire study room was in a mess, and everything was in a mess. The antiques were all shattered on the ground, the glass pieces were broken, and the books were in a mess.

"Young master! Miss Rorai is here!"

Jon entered the study and was assaulted by a pungent smell of alcohol. Ever since he brought Miss Ling back, the young master had locked himself up in the study every day. During the day, he was drunk and unconscious, and at night, he swayed his way to Miss Ling's bedroom.

"Scram!" Then, a bang sounded.

Jon quickly took a few steps back, and the pieces of glass hit Jon's shoes.

Xiao Qinghan opened his shirt to show off his sexy and perfect eight-pack abs. He leaned back on the sofa with his hair in disarray, and his handsome face had a strange blush from being drunk.

There were already a lot of empty wine bottles around him.

Jon raised his eyes and looked at the young master worriedly. The young master was torturing himself and drinking non-stop, but he was also trying to numb his nerves. Torturing Miss Ling was no different from torturing himself.

He had never seen his young master torture himself so crazily. The dark life in the little hell had long since honed his heart to be bloodthirsty and ruthless. He had thought that his young master would not have any more feelings, but the young master was actually torturing himself because of Miss Ling.

It seemed that the young master really loved Miss Ling, that was why he was so crazy.

Since he couldn't let it go, he wanted to persuade the young master to find out more about the situation. Perhaps she really had misunderstood Miss Ling, but seeing the young master's expression, she couldn't possibly listen to him.

At this moment, Rorai walked in in on her high heels.

"Miss Rorai!" Jon lowered his head and called out respectfully.

When Rorai looked up, she saw Xiao Qinghan lying arrogantly on the sofa, his eyes dark. It seemed that he really loved Ling Muxue.

Because in her eyes Jon was thinking the same thing, and how could such a powerful man be drinking here, paralyzing himself, torturing himself, if it weren't for love and care?

She was really curious as to what Ling Muxue had done to make a ruthless and bloodthirsty person like him fall in love with her, and so deeply that he could love her without caring about the consequences.

However, it did not matter whether she knew it or not. This time, Ling Muxue was dead for sure.