"President, Miss An has come out, yes... OK, I understand."

In the car, Mo Yan sat in the passenger cab to report the situation.

An Lan sat in the back seat and lowered her head slightly, her godless eyes seemed to be looking at the cactus, silently.

The car drove back to the villa smoothly. An Lan was as obedient as a robot who had been winding up. He opened the car door and walked upstairs and closed the door.

Mo Yan glanced at her back, sighed slightly, and handed the medicine prescribed by the doctor to the servants, asking them to take the medicine on time to An Lan and left in a hurry.

In the room, An Lan put the cactus on the ground, sat with her knees, and stared at it.

The servant knocked in, fed the pills and water to her, and whispered: "Madam, you haven't been in a few days. Let's take a nap after taking the medicine."

An Lan remained unmoved and maintained her original posture after taking the medicine.

After a while, the green ball in front of her became blurred. She slowly closed her eyes and slept on the ground for the first time in the past few days.

That night, the closed door was opened, and Feng Yu's slightly tired figure appeared at the door.

When he looked at An Lan, who was curled up on the ground, like a baby without resistance, he was poked some soft spot in his heart.

The faint light shone on her thin face, and her calm sleeping face inexplicably attracted his gaze.

He didn't look at her sleeping face countless times before.

Now, it is rare to see her so quiet, and he is actually a little fascinated.

Subconsciously, he walked over lightly, picked her up and placed her on the bed, and he was lying beside her.

He reached out and lifted up her scattered hair, gently stroked her skin with his fingertips, and became addicted without realizing it. His eyes wandered deep on her face, staying on her thirsty and peeling lips.

He doesn't like such lips, his mouth should be rosy and full, as seductive as cherries.

When this thought came to his mind, he had already leaned over and gently printed her lips, rubbed it a few times, and he reluctantly moved it away after seeing the lips turn red.

"An Lan, as long as you are good, I will not hurt you. You are a smart woman and you should know how to do it, right?"

An Lan in the sleeping state did not see the paranoid possessiveness and stubbornness in his eyes. Perhaps even if she heard it, she would only respond blankly.

People who have been injured and covered in bruises have long lost the motivation to think and fear, and have only the instinct to bury themselves deeply.

That night, Feng Yu hugged her and slept all night.

The next day, when An Lan woke up from her sleep, Feng Yu had already left.

She didn't notice what happened last night, so she sat up and walked to the cactus, quietly watching it.

Day after day, An Lan repeated the mechanical and thoughtless movements.

Feng Yu would enter her room every night after she fell asleep, hold her and murmurs the domineering words in his ears, and swear his sovereignty.

The news that Feng Yu sleeps with An Lan every night soon came to Mailinlin's ears!

During this period, she was half-forced by Feng Yu to be hospitalized and waited for her health to recover before she was discharged. She had already been in a hurry!

Now, when she heard the news from her eyeliner, she could no longer sit still.

In the early morning, the servant just entered the room with breakfast, and the uninvited guest came to the door-

"Lanlan, I'm here to see you!"

Mailinlin's pretentious voice made people feel goosebumps.

The servant stood up after hearing this, looked at her and said, "Miss Mai."

Mailinlin nodded and looked at An Lan. Seeing her down-and-out and thin appearance, Mailinlin raised a smug smile on the corner of her lips.

An Lan, this is the end of the fight with me, but this is far from enough!

She glanced at the breakfast in the servant's hand and said coldly: "Give it to me, I'll feed her."

"But..." The servant looked at An Lan hesitantly and gritted his teeth, "But the sir said, let me take care of Miss An myself and not allow others to interfere."

"Others! Am I someone else? I think you don't want to do it here anymore! Believe it or not, I can let you leave immediately!" Mailinlin glared at the servant with a fierce look, scaring her to take two steps back, and her pale face couldn't say a word.

"It's a shame! A lowly person like you should understand that the master's words must obey unconditionally. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

"Get out." Mailinlin snatched breakfast, and the servant didn't dare to say anything more, so she ran out quickly.

Mailinlin walked to An Lan with a sneer on her face, squatted down, pinched her chin, forced her to look up at her, and said, "An Lan, I have become like this after only a few days of missing her. I feel so distressed to see me, hahaha, I am going to laugh to death." After that, she put all the bowl of porridge on An Lan's head.

Faced with Mailinlin's humiliation, An Lan did not express any dissatisfaction or resistance.

Mailinlin smiled even more proudly, "An Lan, you have today too."

An Lan always faced her tummy water, and the porridge slid down from the top of her head.

"Yoyo, look at your face, it looks like a cat, it's so ugly. Let's go, my sister will take you to take a shower."

Mailinlin grabbed An Lan's hair and dragged her towards the bathroom. Then she threw her to the ground, pressed her face into the toilet, gritted her teeth and said, "Wash, you'll wash it for me."

While pressing An Lan's neck, she pressed the flush button. The cold water poured into An Lan's nose. She closed her eyes and lay down without resistance, allowing Mailinlin to do whatever she wanted.

"How is it? Is the toilet water taste good? Have you ever tasted such a delicious food in your life?" Mailinlin smiled proudly, hoping that An Lan would resist.

But An Lan was about to drown and still stopped moving, and she felt something was wrong.

He grabbed her hair and pulled it up. An Lan fell to the ground and coughed violently, saving her life from the gates of hell.

"You don't resist? An Lan, what are you trying to do? Let me insult you and torture you, and then wait for Feng Yu to come back to sue me for the wrongdoing, right?"

Mailinlin had a fierce face, guessing An Lan's sinister intentions. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was, and her eyes became more and more fierce.

"You want to make me have a conflict with Feng Yu? Dream!" Mailinlin didn't dare to slap her in the face, but just pinched her a few times to vent her anger.

While thinking about how to do it, the text message in the mobile phone rang-
Chapter completed!