Double-faced Shaodong: Doting Mango's Fiancée

"As I said just now, I'm not used to being forced to ask questions in this way. If you force me like this, I won't say a word!" Su Mang looked up at the sky, as if he didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Don't forget, you are now my prisoner!" Yang Qian secretly gritted his teeth wildly. He had never met anyone who dared to challenge him like this before!

"So what?" Su Mang glanced at him, "There is a saying called 'Feng Shui turns around', I advise you to stay in Germany, or if you fall into my hands one day, I will let you beat me. It's still miserable today!"

"What a stubborn wild girl! With such a stubborn mouth, just hang around here, and let's see how long you can be so stubborn!" Yang Qianye gave her a hard look, and walked away.

Although he wanted to beat Su Mang to pieces with a whip, but seeing Su Mang's confident appearance, he was afraid that she really had a close relationship with Mo Taohui, so he didn't dare to punish her, and he was unwilling to let her go , can only hang her here to dry.

This is enough for Su Mang.

The thin wire was deeply cut into her flesh, as if her wrist was about to be strangled. Wave after wave of severe pain spread from the wrist to her limbs, and the pain made her clothes all over her body quickly. Drenched in cold sweat, the most terrifying thing is that this torture does not know when it will end.

In the ridiculously large yard, it was quiet and empty, and there was no one there. Su Mang could hear the leaves rustling by the wind. Occasionally, a few birds came to look for food, chirping and flying over her head.

It can be seen that the rumor that only Yang Xiaotian, Yang Qianye and Yang Qianmo live in the inner courtyard is true.

but……

Why is this?

Why do only these three people live in such a huge courtyard?

Aren't they lonely?

Reminiscent of Yang Qianmo's weird behavior today, Su Mang faintly felt that there were some unknown secrets hidden under the calm appearance in this deep house.

Su Mang was hung up from dawn to dusk. She was so dazed by the pain that she almost fainted. All the people in the Yang family seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no one came to see her.

Su Mang felt a little regretful.

The intention of her using this "bitter trick" was to injure her body, to make Mo Taohui feel guilty, and never dare to plot against her again.

But now it seems that the price she paid is too high.

She got up at five o'clock in the morning, hadn't had any water or rice all day, was thirsty, hungry and hurt, making her wonder if she would be hanged here alive.

Facts have proved that people's potential is unlimited. It was already midnight after the moon passed, and she was still awake. The wind in the late summer night was already a bit chilly, and the clothes soaked in cold sweat were clinging to her body, and the cool breeze The coldness seeped into every inch of his skin, and Su Mang felt as if he had been frozen into an ice sculpture, which would shatter if someone knocked him.

In the end, she finally fainted from the unbearable pain and cold.

In the early morning, the dewdrops on the tree dripped down along the tips of the leaves, hitting her already drenched head drop by drop, waking her up from the coma and making her even more embarrassed.

In a trance, she heard a familiar voice, "Who is this? Why are you hanging here?"

It took her a lot of effort to open her eyes a crack, and looked at her feet, her eyes fell into a pair of horrified pupils.

The pain in those eyes that were as clear as clear springs was so deep and obvious, it was heart-shattering.