Su Yiwan pushed open the door and saw the messy clothes on the floor, the clothes between men and women were intertwined, and a pair of female pants were blown up by the wind and slashed to her feet.

"It hurts." Su Wanjing's voice came.

She struggled in pain, but was forcibly entangled, her voice hoarse and she cried in a low voice: "No, let me go, don't, help me."

Su Wanjing's voice choked, as if she had cried.

Su Yiwan stood outside the door, and she was very familiar with the sound. She clenched her hands into fists and looked at the table in the bedside table in the lounge, and there was a cup of freshly brewed coffee.

She asked Yan Lancang to soak it, and she wanted to drink it for a while.

The two figures on the bed were entangled, and the ambiguous screams kept echoing in the room. Su Yiwan took a half step back, took the door, and turned around.

"Xiaowan?" Su Yin immediately rushed forward when he saw her.

When Chen Wenhui saw Su Yiwan, she couldn't help but shudder. For some reason, she didn't say a word, but Su Yiwan's eyes were so cold that they were bone-chilling.

"Where have you been? Who imprisoned you? Why do they all say you are missing?" Su Yan stepped forward and questioned.

Su Yiwan heard the screams coming from the lounge. Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She felt a little uncomfortable as if it was itchy but could not scratch it. Her hand holding the medicine suddenly exerted force.

She passed by Su Yin and Chen Wenhui, but Su Yin grabbed her arm.

"Let go." Su Yiwan said coldly.

Her eyes were bloodthirsty, which scared Su Qi so much that she subconsciously let go of her hand.

The anger that Su Yiwan had on her was like a knife that would slash her at any time, which made them unable to get angry and didn't even dare to question her, as if she was afraid of angering her.

"Why is she so scary?" Chen Wenhui thought to herself.

A yellow-haired girl who was not yet 20 years old had murderous intent on her body, and she looked like a man who was in a gangster. When Chen Wenhui thought of this, the sound in the lounge came through the crack of the door.

"Mr. Yan, it hurts, I don't want it." Su Wanjing choked and said.

She felt that her whole body was torn apart, and her fear lingered in her heart. She turned around and wanted to jump out of bed to get her cell phone, but unfortunately, she had not yet reached the ground and was hugged and fell on the bed.

"Yan Lancang, you pervert, let me go, help me." Su Wanjing screamed.

Su Yiwan heard her scream and her steps stopped as she left.

"This, isn't this Wanjing's voice?" Chen Wenhui said in disbelief.

She turned around and stared at the lounge. Su Yi listened and leaned forward and said, "Are you sure it's Wanjing?"

"Mom, mom, save me." Su Wanjing heard the sound outside and shouted at the top of her voice.

The next second she screamed again, and the voice spread throughout the corridor. Many passing nurses and doctors stopped and even the dean came over.

"How come Mr. Yan's lounge has this sound?" a nurse whispered.

Seeing this, Su Yin and Chen Wenhui pushed open the door and saw Su Wanjing rushing in with disheveled clothes, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, and she rushed forward and fell to the ground.

She was covered with only a sheet of paper, with kiss marks and scratches all over her body.

"Mom, Yan Lancang, he is strong, I'm sobbing." Su Wanjing choked and sobbed. She shrank her body in fear, deliberately showing the bruised scars on her body.

More and more people were watching, and they pointed at her.

"Yan Lancang? How dare he?" Chen Wenhui said heartbrokenly, but although she said that, she was not worried at all.

After all, if this matter spreads, the Yan family must be responsible, and they cannot escape marriage.

This was the result she wanted, but she didn't expect that the result would come too suddenly. Even she was a little surprised, and more were surprises.
Chapter completed!