He ruined her life.

She begged him no less than a hundred times, even when he was violent to her, she cried and begged her to let her go, but what on earth had he done that wasn't physical torture to her?

Xia Yan had never thought that people from the upper class would interact with each other, nor had she had any extravagant expectations. But now that she has experienced it, she finally understands from Yi Beihan that they just rely on their wealth and power to succeed.

They do whatever they want to others. In their eyes, ordinary people are their slaves!

And he is his tool for revenge and venting!

All this is the so-called upper class life.

She looked at Yi Beihan with sympathetic eyes.

There had never been a woman who had such a strong interest in him, and there was no woman who could spend more than three times with him.

It has to be said that she is a little different, and Yi Beihan knows exactly why.

Now, he hates the way she looks at him.

Such a woman, who had no right to be here in the first place, actually looked at him with almost pity. It was really ridiculous...

All of these are the reasons for the subtle formation of hatred.

His eyes were stained with scarlet, and he stared at the photo of a mother and daughter on the file.

The mother and daughter both had flower-like smiles, but to him, they were just signs of hatred.

"Crack!"

The coffee was spilled, and the delicate porcelain cup instantly fell into pieces, and the liquid mixed with the broken pieces and flowed all over the floor.

"Boom!"

He punched the wall, causing the ground to shake and the entire building to move.

There was a knock on the door, and there were worried voices from the secretary and subordinates outside the door.

"Mr. Yi, you..."

"I'm fine. No one is allowed in without my permission!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the wall hard again.

Oh, is this God letting Himself punish sinners?

Mother's debt is repaid by daughter, this is what they owe Yi Beihan and the Yi family!

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Xia Yan lay weakly, feeling like a vegetable.

She was imprisoned and could not go anywhere. She seemed to be tortured by Yi Beihan all day long until she died.

Does it mean that you will be liberated when you die?

No, she can't die, she has to live strong. If such a small thing tortures her to death, isn't Xia Yan too fragile?

However, her life seemed to be hopeless.

She didn't know what she should do, or what she was doing now, maybe she was waiting to die.

There has never been a moment when I felt so hopeless and helpless as now.

There were soft footsteps in the wooden corridor, and the sound of a door being twisted was heard. Light suddenly shone in, stabbing her so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.

"Miss, the young master wants you to come down."

As the maid said, she walked directly towards Xia Yan who was lying on the bed, covered her mouth with her hand, pulled her up mercilessly, put on her slippers mechanically, and pushed her, Xia Yan almost fell down

On the ground.

For these servants, they did not dare to offend Xia Yan easily before they figured out who Xia Yan was. However, they also knew slightly that this woman did not please the young master very much.

Xia Yan was trembling, and her thin body looked more and more haggard. She glanced at herself through the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, her eyes were swollen, her face was pale, and only one word came to her mind: floating corpse.
Chapter completed!