Thinking of this, Xiao Ziqi couldn't help but shivered and looked at Hao Yimeng beside him.

Now, the Xiao family and the Hao family are tied to the same boat. Even though Yi Jinli is still really interested in Ling now, he should not have fought with the Xiao family and the Hao family for a woman.

After all, it was her own fault that Ling Yiran would end up like that back then, right?

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Ling Yiran only felt that he had a very long dream.

In her dream, she seemed to have returned to her time in prison. No matter how she escaped or how much she begged, she could not escape the torture.

The cold and stinging water, or it was dirty, or even punched and kicked, the other party's feet stepped on her head and said in a mocking tone, "Look, they are lawyers, intellectuals. Now, they are all in jail like us. By the way, they are not as good as me. We are hitting people, and she can only be beaten!"

When will she bear this kind of suffering? Why... she obviously didn't make any mistakes, why did she bear such pain?

"Ling Yiran, do you know what you are most wrong with? It's that you shouldn't offend this master of the city."

"Ling Yiran, no one who offended Yi Jinli would end up doing well."

"Ling Yiran, Mr. Yi is kind, so he didn't take your life, otherwise you would die in prison!"

Is it kind? Three years in prison, a body of injury, and even in this life, you may never have children again. Can this be called kindness?

It was so uncomfortable, and my body seemed to be about to explode.

It was so uncomfortable that who could save her?

"No...No..." She struggled desperately, but didn't know what she was trying to struggle, whether she wanted to break away from the discomfort of her body, or wanted to break away from this tragic fate?

Who can help her? Who will protect her?

"Sister, it's okay. I'm here. With me here, no one can hurt you." A familiar voice rang in her ears.

Whose voice is this?

By the way, it’s A Jin! A Jin!

Ling Yiran opened his eyes with some difficulty, and what caught his eye was the handsome face as a god.

This is...A Jin! But... it seems a little different from A Jin in normal times.

"Sister is awake, is it still uncomfortable?" Yi Jinli asked, his cold voice with a hint of gentleness.

Ling Yiran shook her head. After being helped by him, she realized how different Ah Jin was from usual.

The originally thick bangs were now combed backwards, revealing their full forehead. At this moment, he was wearing a well-made suit, a tie on his neck, and a watch on his wrist. Ling still recognized the watch's brand. If the watch was genuine, it would cost at least several million.

Is this...A Jin? She blinked and felt an unreal feeling.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Her trance made him ask again.

"You... are really A Jin?" she murmured.
Chapter completed!