The wall hurt her skin and bones. Yan Chuwei's eyes turned red with anger, and she heard Chu Zhaoyang's unhurried voice: "What qualifications do you have to say these words? I came with Gu Nian just to see how you were tortured. To see whether that you look like a human or a ghost, so we can rest assured."
Since she met Chu Zhaoyang, Chu Zhaoyang has never spoken so many words to her.
This was the first time he have said so many words, but what he said was that he was very happy that she was not doing well!
Seeing that Yan Chuwei was honest, the prison guard let her go, handcuffed her to the table, and forced her to sit down. Yan Chuwei saw that Gu Nian was becoming more and more radiant. Her face was still as young as that of a girl in her late teens or early twenties, delicate, fair, and plump.
The dress was very casual, but looking at it, she had a certain temperament. That temperament was permeated into the bones, and it was not judged by whether she was dressed exquisitely or not.
Furthermore, if her thoughts radiate the brilliance of happiness from the inside out, nothing will be unsatisfactory.
Looking back at her, she was like this now. The better Gu Nian's condition, the more embarrassed she is.
"End me." Yan Chuwei ignored Gu Nian and told Chu Zhaoyang that she was really tortured too much.
She even wanted to die now.
But she was in prison, being watched every day, and she didn't even have the chance to seek death.
Not even the tools to seek death.
"I beg you, don't torture me anymore! Let me die!" Yan Chuwei said tremblingly. Gu Nian didn't know how Chu Zhaoyang allowed Yan Chuwei to be tortured so much that she even said she was seeking death. Yan Chuwei rolled up the sleeves of her prison uniform. There were irregular bruises all over them. She didn't know how they got there.
"They torture me every day, but they don't kill me." Yan Chuwei said, "I know it was you who ordered it. Only you would hate me so much and want to take revenge on me like this. I'm like this now, The torture I suffered from being thin was much greater than what your son suffered at that time!"
"He was only beaten once by me, but here I am, being tortured day and night. They put cigarette butts on my face, burned my scalp and body, poked me with spoons and chopsticks, and twisted me. Me, pinch me. Even...still..."
In women's prisons, there were naturally no men in the cells, and even the prison guards were women.
There was a whole prison of women, and the women inside will naturally have certain needs.
Some people will form partners directly, and some will rely on powerful elder sisters inside and do that kind of thing voluntarily.
She, on the other hand, was forced to serve everyone in need.
No matter the other party's status was high or low, whether she was the boss of a small force or the most inconspicuous ordinary prisoner.
They made her do this kind of thing just to punish her.
Use your mouth and hands to satisfy.
How disgusting it was, she didn't even want to remember it. Especially in this kind of environment, who could take good care of her own place?
There will be some diseases to a greater or lesser extent. Every time she went back to her cell, she would vomit for a long time. She was now as skinny as she was, not only because she was beaten, and her food was not enough, but was always taken away or thrown away by others, and she did not have enough to eat, but also because she had to come back every night to vomit.
She vomited all the food she had eaten. How could she not vomit after such a long time?
She has really had enough of this miserable life.
In this prison, there was no hope of getting out. She knew that as long as she came in, neither Gu Licheng nor Chu Zhaoyang would let her out. It was even possible that the day she was released from prison was the day she died.
Since the outcome was the same, she would rather die now than suffer torture. "I know you won't let me go." Yan Chuwei said, "Then why don't you give me a quick death?"
"Heh." Chu Zhaoyang sneered, "How could it be so cheap for you? Just stay here and endure it slowly."
Today was Little Millet Cake's birthday. How could he let Little Millet Cake's birthday become Yan Chuwei's death anniversary?
Yan Chuwei was not so shameless.
"If you dare to kidnap my son, you have to bear the consequences." Chu Zhaoyang said coldly, "Want to be free? No way. The things you did to Gu Nian in the past, this time, let's just settle it together."
"Was there no liquidation before?" Yan Chuwei said unwillingly. "You destroyed the Yan family and disfigured me. Isn't this revenge on me?"
Gu Nian didn't want to look at Yan Chuwei anymore. No matter how miserable Yan Chuwei was now, she could not arouse her sympathy.
But, she didn't want to get involved with her anymore.
Let her live the rest of her life here, as if there was no such person as Yan Chuwei. Gu Nian quietly tugged on Chu Zhaoyang's sleeves, and Chu Zhaoyang understood.
He didn't bother to look at Yan Chuwei anymore. Seeing her look like this today made him feel relieved. Looking back, remember to tell He Haoran to say to the people in prison and keep doing it.
"Let's go." Chu Zhaoyang said to Gu Nian, "Don't let her affect your mood."
Gu Nian nodded, and the two of them walked out. Yan Chuwei was filled with hatred. Chu Zhaoyang's words sounded like she was some kind of bug.
Looking at them more than once will affect their mood.
"You can't leave! Chu Zhaoyang, you can't leave. Come back! Come back! You can't just leave like this!" Yan Chuwei shouted. The prison guard grabbed her behind her.
It could be said that Yan Chuwei had gone crazy, and Chu Zhaoyang was her only hope.
She didn't want to go back and continue to be tortured and humiliated. Upon seeing this, the prison guard used an electric baton on her: "Be honest!"
***
Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian left the prison, and Gu Nian took a breath.