After I was released from prison, the wealthy bosses pulled me into a flash marriage

Yan Qing saw that Song Shinian was so persistent, and tried every means to plan to this point, in order to let her and Song Shihuan confront each other on the spot.

Song Shinian would only believe it if he confronted her with an answer.

No matter what Song Shihuan said before, or what Yan Qing made up, Song Shinian would never believe a word!

Soon, Song Shihuan was arrested and escorted over.

Song Shihuan was still wearing the same clothes as before, and her feet were bare, and the exposed skin on her feet was all pulpy.

Probably because I haven't worn shoes all the time.

In the past, perhaps every step Song Shihuan took barefoot was on a valuable cashmere carpet.

But now, in this place, every step Song Shihuan took barefoot was probably stepping on thorny thorns.

After being raised in the Song family for so many years, Song Shihuan was indeed cultivated into the habit of being a young lady and being coquettish.

But now, she doesn't look like a young lady at all, instead she is covered in embarrassment and scars.

The beautiful face that was once expensively maintained is now covered with old wounds and new wounds, and the face is almost unreadable.

Song Shinian had known for a long time what Song Shihuan had been tortured to. After all, before coming here, she could see what kind of life Song Shihuan was living here every day.

On the other hand, the memories of Song Shihuan in their minds are still the appearance of the high-ranking and arrogant young lady in the past.At this moment, the desolation, decadence, and decline are like broken roses thrown on the ground and trampled on by countless feet. The contrast is huge.

Nan Zhu and Su Man knew that Song Shihuan had fallen into Song Shinian's hands, and that she was also in a place like Nanguo, and they also knew that she would not have a good life.

But seeing Song Shi's happy look, the two were still surprised.

Or to say, to punish people, they have to be people from the Southern Kingdom.

Huo Ling also saw Song Shihuan being taken out of the room before, but Song Shihuan's entire body was covered tightly. He didn't expect Song Shihuan to look like this when he only showed his face.

Song Shihuan was pushed into the room with no one to support her. She couldn't stand on her feet and fell directly to the ground.

Song Shinian walked towards Song Shihuan step by step.

At the same time, someone brought shoes over, Huo Yanxing took Song Shinian's shoes and came to her side.

Song Shinian was standing two steps in front of Song Shihuan. Song Shihuan was lying on the ground limply. He didn't know whether it was too painful or just couldn't stand up.

Huo Yanxing took Song Shinian's high-heeled shoes, came to Song Shinian, squatted down, and put the shoes on the ground, his big hand gently grabbed Song Shinian's ankle, and Song Shinian tacitly stretched out his hand to gently support Huo Yanxing's Shoulder.

After she put on the shoes, Huo Yanxing looked back at Huo Ling and Yan Qing, and then whispered in Song Shinian's ear: "I'll leave it to you, I'll keep an eye on them."

Song Shinian faced Huo Yanxing and nodded slightly.

Huo Yanxing would never interfere with Song Shinian's handling of this matter.

At this moment, those who hadn't recovered from seeing Song Shihuan were all still looking at Song Shihuan over there.

But Song Shinian took two steps forward slowly.

The toe of her high heels just landed in front of Song Shihuan's fingers lying on the ground.

Song Shinian slowly squatted down, forming a stark contrast with Song Shihuan who was lying on the ground.

She is elegant with some domineering, some domineering, condescending.

Song Shihuan used to dream of trampling Song Shinian in the mud and not being able to turn over.

Today's Song Shihuan really seemed to be trampled in the mud by Song Shinian, unable to turn over at all.

Song Shinian gently pinched Song Shihuan's chin and raised her face to meet his gaze.

With a little force in her hand, Song Shihuan's jawbone could already be heard slightly cracking.

If he hadn't listened to Song Shihuan's words, with Song Shinian's hatred for her, he would have directly crushed her bones!

Song Shinian said with hatred and a bit of evil in his tone: "Look, after all, it fell into my hands, didn't you? Remember what you said? Now, I want you, in front of me and Ms. Yan ,say it again!"