Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

They didn't speak to each other along the way, the bodyguard lifted Su Qianqian to sit on the passenger seat of Yi Ningxiu's car, folded the wheelchair, and then left.

The car started quickly, and Su Qianqian turned her head to the side. It was sunny outside, but her eyes seemed to be filled with snow from the Tianshan Mountains, which was boundlessly cold.

She had sworn at the beginning that if she found that person, she would tear him apart and make his life worse than death.

Now Lance has not been found, but it is good to have a Fang Cheng.

The cold light in her eyes flickered, as sharp as ice. Yi Ningxiu looked at her face while driving, and felt palpitations for no reason.

Su Qianqian, what kind of hatred do you have with Fang Cheng that you will show this expression when you hear his name?

The place where Fang Cheng is locked is the basement of Yi's house.

There used to be a torture hall, which was used to punish servants with dirty hands and feet. Later, in Yi Lao's generation, the punishment system was abolished, but the torture tools were not lost, and all remained.

When Su Qianqian was pushed in, she saw Fang Cheng at a glance.

The man's originally muscular figure had lost a lot of weight at this moment, and it seemed that the journey of fleeing for the past few days was also very difficult for him.

Lance, no longer protecting him, was thrown away like an abandoned child.

The execution hall is very spacious, with a hint of gloom left behind, the lights are dim, and every instrument of torture glows with a cold light under the light.

Su Qianqian sat in a wheelchair and looked at Fang Cheng who was tied to a wooden frame.

She smiled slightly at the frightened man.

"I didn't expect that when we meet again, we will be in this situation." She smiled, "Do you remember what I told you at the beginning? What you did to me, one day, I will be very happy." I will give it back to you a hundredfold.”

Fang Cheng looked at her with fear in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I was wrong about that... But Master Lance has always been nice to you, you can't treat me like this..."

"Be nice to me?" Su Qianqian smiled slightly, and she asked softly, "Would you like to try what it means to be 'nice to you'? You pressed my feet back then, and then let that person Cut it off, do you think that's a good thing?"

There seemed to be boundless hatred hidden in her eyes, Fang Cheng looked into her deep eyes and felt shuddering.

"Miss Su, you have a right to blame, and you have a debtor. I didn't cut your hamstrings. You can't..."

"I can." Su Qianqian interrupted him, "Why can't I?" She smiled at him, that smile was extremely sweet, but as coquettish as poppies, "Didn't I tell you at the beginning? You'd better kill him." Let me go, otherwise, I won't let you go."

She turned the wheelchair, and took out a small knife from the torture equipment beside her. Even under the dim light, the blade was shining with a clear and cold light.

Su Qianqian cut her hair, and said with satisfaction: "It's almost as sharp as the one you gave him back then, isn't it?"

Fang Cheng stared at the dagger in her hand, his eyes became more and more frightened, and he screamed: "Miss Su, please forgive me! I will never dare again!"

"Eighteen days later, I will ask the doctor to pick it up for you." Su Qianqian said with a sweet smile, "I will not keep any of the things you gave me back then."

She slowly approached the wooden frame, and said to the bodyguard beside her, "Hold him down."