Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

At this time, Wen Xinyue waved casually at a burly man standing not far behind him.

"Pull people up!"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately strode to the water's edge, grabbed Jiang Yuange, who was already exhausted in the water, and mercilessly dragged her out of the icy water like a dead dog.

After an afternoon of electric shocks, last night's fright from a water snake, and the torture of being soaked in smelly ice water all night, coupled with a fever, Jiang Yuange was now sore all over and had no strength left.

She was dragged along by the man without any dignity and finally thrown onto the wet concrete floor like garbage.

Wen Xinyue took two steps forward and lifted Jiang Yuange's face with the tip of his shiny leather shoes.

When he saw her rosy cheeks due to fever, Wen Xinyue couldn't help but sigh twice.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this beautiful face. It would be such a pity if it was ruined so easily!"

Faced with such insulting actions and words from this man, Jiang Yuange seemed to have lost all perception and did not make any response.

She just lay quietly on the cold ground, gasping for breath.

Every breath he exhaled was so hot that it seemed to ignite the surrounding air.

Seeing that Jiang Yuange didn't react at all, Wen Xinyue just felt bored.

He snorted coldly and retracted his foot. Wen Xinyue lowered his head and looked at the disheveled woman in front of his feet.

Her wet hair was scattered and stuck to her face, and her wet clothes were tightly stuck to her body, showing off her curvy figure to the fullest.

After he looked the man on the ground from head to toe, an idea came to his mind.

Wen Xinyue squatted down, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and said in a calm tone,

"Although we have some hatred for each other in this foreign land, we are from the same place after all. We are fellow countrymen after all. I can give you a chance."

Regardless of whether the man's words were true or false, they gave Jiang Yuange a glimmer of hope.

She struggled to lift her heavy eyelids and looked at Wen Xinyue.

"Teacher Wen..."

Jiang Yuange's voice trembled a little.

"What happened before... was my fault. I sincerely apologize to you! No matter what you want, as long as I have it, I am willing to give it to you. I only ask you to be merciful and let me go this time..."

Jiang Yuange bowed his head and begged for mercy to Wen Xinyue.

Hate it? The answer is undoubtedly yes.

But she was more afraid because of what he said yesterday.

She was afraid that this despicable man would put her in a situation worse than death.

Her current situation was completely under the other party's control, with no room for resistance at all.

When Wen Xinyue heard Jiang Yuange's plea for mercy, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He stood up slowly and looked down at her, as if admiring a prey trapped in a trap.

"Oh? Anything?"

Wen Xinyue's voice was somewhat teasing.

"Well, I'd like to see what you can give me."

Jiang Yuange raised his head with difficulty and said firmly,

"money,"

"Teacher Wen...as long as you let me go, I...I can give you a lot of money."