President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 1 Wedges
North City in early June.

The thunder continued from the afternoon to the evening, but it did not rain.

At the gate of Qiao's villa in the south of the city, An Ran, who was wearing a high school uniform, kept tapping on the gate.

"Qiao Yuren, Yuren, come out and save my mother, please help me."

An Ran couldn't help crying.

I don't know if it's the cold or the pain.

Soon, the door of the villa opened, and two strong men came out.

An Ran flinched back: "I...I want to see Qiao Yuren."

"Miss, please come in."

An Ran quickly walked into the villa.

He was quickly taken outside the door of a room on the second floor: "The young master is inside, please come in."

An Ran looked at the two men and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Yuren said that there are dozens of servants in his family.

But when I first came in, there was no one there.

She swallowed in fear.

Before she could react, the door had been pushed open by the man beside her, pushing her straight into the room.

The door slammed shut.

The house was pitch black.

She pressed her back against the door and dared not move.

"Yu... Yuren, are you... are you there? It's me, Ann... ah..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her wrist was pulled suddenly, and she fell into a firm embrace.

She struggled back in fear.

But it didn't work.

Because her people were tightly imprisoned.

With a twist of his body, he was picked up horizontally and thrown into a big bed.

She struggled to get up.

But the black shadow has already rushed forward.

Tearing her clothes, suppressing her to move.

"Don't...let me go...who are you, if you let go, I will sue you, this is a crime."

The man's heavy breathing pressed against his ears, and the kiss fell on his lips delicately.

No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.

In the darkness, her hands fluttered wildly, reaching for an ashtray.

Regardless of fear, she grabbed the ashtray and threw it heavily on the opponent's head.

The opponent was obviously taken aback by the beating.

But soon, he took the ashtray from her hand, threw it aside, and tore open her clothes fiercely.

There is no tenderness to speak of, An Ran was ruthlessly taken away from Chu Ye.

Like a nightmare, that man tortured her for more than seven hours, tirelessly.

When she ran out of the dark room in disheveled clothes, the entire Qiao's villa was still empty.

It was raining heavily at some point outside the door.

She didn't care about anything, rushed into the rain, and ran all the way under the overpass.

At this moment, there was a woman lying under the overpass, who had been washed away by the accumulated rain on the ground for an unknown amount of time.

An Ran rushed forward, knelt beside the woman, and hugged her tightly.

"Mom, Mom, it's raining, why don't you hide, Mom..."

The person in his arms was cold, and when he heard her voice, he didn't open his eyes.

An Ran closed her eyes, crying heart-piercingly.

"Mom... Mom, wake up, don't go, don't leave me, Mom, I was wrong, I shouldn't leave you, I was wrong, please open your eyes."

However, only thunder and rain responded to her.

Mom will never open her eyes to look at her again, she knows, she doesn't have a mother anymore.

She clenched her fists tightly, remembering what her mother had said when she held her hand just before she left.

"Of course, mom can't hold it anymore."

"Mom, I'm going to find someone to save you right now. I will definitely be able to save you. I didn't tell you that I have a boyfriend who is the second young master of the Qiao family in the south of the city. The Qiao family is so powerful that he will definitely be able to save you. I don't I will let you leave me, I will not allow you to go, if you go, no one will love me."

"However, I heard from my mother that if my mother is gone, I will never drag you down again. You have to leave here, stay far away from An's family, and never come back again. Forget about mother, forget about An's family, and leave the house in Beicheng." Forget all the unhappy memories. Don’t be like your mother, you have to find someone who loves you, treat him well, marry him, have children, live a normal life, be good, be happy.”

An Ran sat with her cold mother in her arms all night under the stream of torrential rain.

Its daybreak.

The rain stopped.

An Ran wiped away her tears and clenched her fists tightly.

"Mom, I promise you, after cleaning up the family of An Zhantang, I will leave here and never come back."

(End of this chapter)