7: Chapter 7 He Does Not Intend to Let Her Go
7 -7 He Does Not Intend to Let Her Go
How could she have known, that after the child was born, it would turn out…
Although the child belonged to that demon, it was also hers.
She loved her child, and to take care of them, she had worked diligently over the past five years, living frugally and enduring a very difficult life.
All of this was his fault!
Now, it seemed that fate still hadn’t let her off the hook, forcing her to encounter him again and get entangled with him.
Today, he had decided not to let her go and was determined to punish her severely.
What terrible things had she done in her past life to repeatedly fall into his hands and meet with such terrible fates?
Lin Xinlan desperately wanted to scream all this out loud, desperately wanted to tell him how terribly he had wronged her.
But she held back, she couldn’t say it, couldn’t say it even if it killed her.
Someone as high and mighty as him would certainly look down on such a child, perhaps even despise and scorn them.
She would not let her child suffer even the slightest grievance, and besides, she didn’t want her child to have such a father.
Thinking of her child, Lin Xinlan suddenly felt much braver.
She quickly regained her composure, facing him with a cold gaze and defiant, unyielding eyes.
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, further illuminating the expressions on their faces.
His was cold; hers was defiant.
Rong Shaoze was a bit surprised by her reaction, but it didn’t affect his judgment of her, “Take her away.”
With a wave of his hand, Lin Xinlan was forcibly dragged away.
She struggled, her hands quickly restrained, and she screamed until her mouth was also quickly sealed.
But she still wouldn’t cooperate, didn’t want to go with them at all costs.
Suddenly, someone struck the back of her neck, her vision went dark, and she fainted on the spot.
It’s so noisy, too noisy.
Lin Xinlan opened her eyes groggily and saw a cage.
She was stunned for a moment, listening to the loud clamor around her, her mind filled with an even greater sense of foreboding.
Alert, she sat up abruptly from the ground, and through the bars, she realized she was in the center of a high platform, encircled by layers of people.
Those people were shrouded in darkness; their faces were indiscernible.
But their voices were intermittent in her ears; their greedy stares landed nakedly on her body.
She lowered her gaze and discovered she was only wearing a thin gauze dress.
The gauze dress was so thin, it hardly covered anything; practically, she might as well have been wearing nothing.
Lin Xinlan suddenly remembered what Rong Shaoze had said before she lost consciousness.
He said, to sell her…
What kind of place was this, an underground black market?
Lin Xinlan’s face grew paler, as her heart sank lower and lower.
Her body trembled, her hands shook uncontrollably and wouldn’t stop.
“No, this can’t be real, it can’t be…” she muttered in disbelief.
Then, she shook the bars frantically and screamed incessantly, “Let me out, let me out!
You bastards, how can you do this to me, let me out!”
Lin Xinlan covered her ears tightly, crouching on the ground, screaming at the top of her lungs.
But her screams were too faint; the surrounding noise too clamorous, drowning out her voice quickly.
An auctioneer took the stage and began to introduce her as if she were merchandise, speaking at length, each sentence describing her “functions” and her uses.