Chapter 1113 Xia Yu Visits

She covered her face and looked up at him.

Suddenly, I realized that I didn't seem to recognize this man. I had never seen him clearly in all these years.

In the living room, his expression was gloomy, and his tall figure stood against the light, making people frightened. Pei Ziheng took a few steps forward and grabbed her thin skirt, and slapped her face hard with his backhand, word by word popped out from between his teeth: "You are so courageous, you dare to do murder? Do you know how to kill someone?" How much trouble will Wang Jingwan bring me?!"

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she even forgot about the pain. What, Wang Jingwan is dead? !

She looked at him in disbelief, her lips trembling, and it took her a long time to say: "I, I didn't kill her."

"You still dare to argue?!" Pei Ziheng yelled angrily, and threw her heavily on the floor, "Did you go to her yesterday, why didn't you tell me?! Did you dare to tell me if you killed someone! She died there In my coffee shop, the cup was poisoned with your fingerprints on it, and there is also your surveillance video in the store!"

Xia Ling was shocked. How could the good Wang Jingwan die there?

It was clear that Wang Jingwan was still fine when she ran out crying!

She shook her head, speechless.

However, Pei Ziheng pretended that she still wanted to deny it, and forced him to ask: "How did you kill her? Tell me in detail! Xia Ling, do you know that the Wang family is mad now, and the whole world is looking for you to pay for your life!"

Xia Ling murmured: "I haven't done it."

What he got in return was another unexpected slap.

Her face was red and swollen, blood oozed from the corners of her lips, and she was numb with pain.

Looking at him blankly, she heard her own voice asking: "You don't believe me?"

Pei Ziheng said coldly: "Trust you? Why do you want me to believe you? Yesterday you went to see her without telling me. For so many years, you have never kept anything from me, but you just didn't tell me about this matter. Did you? Do you think that killing her can stop me from marrying? Tell you, after Wang Jingwan died, there are thousands of wealthy daughters, you can kill her? Stupid!"

Her body trembled, it turned out...

His list of wife candidates was so long, but there was no place for her on it.

Her importance in his heart turned out to be second to thousands.

Xia Ling looked sad, and suddenly she didn't want to defend herself anymore.

But he didn't let her go: "Why don't you talk? Who do you think you can hide from those stupid things you did? Tell me how you poisoned yourself and where you bought the medicine? Only by telling me can you get away with it. "

"Excuse me?" She suddenly laughed, "Pei Ziheng, why did you help me escape? The police have not convicted me yet, so you will! You are amazing, even better than the police!"

With a "pop" sound, Pei Ziheng slapped her again.

"Don't push the limits of my tolerance." He said darkly and softly, dragging her up with one hand and dragging her back to their bedroom upstairs. He tied her to the bed and tore her clothes, "Xia Ling, don't you want to say yes, we can do what happened last night again." He knew that she was afraid and the pain was unbearable. The lung-breaking cries still echoed in his ears. She had been spoiled by him over the years, and she couldn't bear the slightest pain, let alone such a brutal and brutal violation.

Sure enough, Xia Ling flinched and even her eyes trembled slightly.

But to his surprise, she still didn't admit it, and just said: "Pei Ziheng, I hate you. Why don't you die with Wang Jingwan? Or let me die like Wang Jingwan."

Maybe death is a beautiful thing. At least, she can live in the illusion that he loves her forever.

Pei Ziheng's eyes turned cold and he pinched her chin: "Say! Don't talk in circles!"

She smiled sadly, intermittently: "Say? After you say it... What can you do? Pei Ziheng, do you think you are the savior? Save me...Let me, let me... Continue to watch you with other women, Marry Li Jingwan or Zhang Jingwan? Just let the police shoot me. If you are free, I will be... free too."

His hand grasped her long hair bit by bit, causing her to scream in pain.

"Want to die?" He gritted his teeth, "I will help you."

There was a tearing pain in the body, the place injured last night was torn open again, and the wound that had just healed a little was forced to bear the second injury, which was even more painful than the last time.

She resisted and struggled in vain, praying that this was just a dream...

However, the nightmare seems to never end.

Xia Ling didn't know how many times she fainted from the pain and then woke up again. The wrists tied to the head of the bed had been worn out, and blood flowed down the white jade-like arms. However, no matter how much abuse she suffered, she never said a word in response to his questioning. Since you don't believe that she didn't kill someone, what's the use of saying more?

Her heart is already broken, so what if her body is also broken?

Sixteen years ago, he took her back from the orphanage and gave her a new life, which was like giving her a life.

Now, just give it back to him.

His embrace was as long as a purgatory.

For several days, Pei Ziheng tried his best to torture her and ask her the truth about killing Wang Jingwan, but she either kept silent or said, "I didn't do it, you are stupid."

He found the remnants of poison from her practice room and threw it on her face.

She coughed and smiled weakly: "Searched from my practice room? Pei Ziheng, I don't believe it. Are you trying to deceive me? Your ability to extract confessions is really getting lower and lower... Hahaha..."

He hit her again, causing her to fall to the ground, her forehead hit the corner of the bed, and she bled profusely.

She passed out, and in her trance, she heard people walking around and the sound of cold equipment.

The voice of the family doctor said: "Sir, miss has multiple internal organs bleeding and a slight bone fracture, she must be sent to the hospital for treatment, and please don't treat her like this again, it will kill her!"

A familiar hand touched her face.

After a long time, Pei Ziheng's voice said: "If you don't send me to the hospital, I'll treat you at home."

"Yes, the conditions at home are too simple, and it is easy to leave sequelae..."

"I said treatment at home." Pei Ziheng interrupted the doctor.

Everything returns to silence.

When she woke up again, she saw Xia Yu. The beautiful and weak girl sat beside her bed, crying so hard. "Sister, are you awake?" Seeing her open her eyes, Xia Yu's face was full of surprise, "How are you feeling? Is there any pain? Brother Ziheng is too cruel to hit you so hard !”

She looked at her sister, and the sadness and grievances she felt these days suddenly came to her heart. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. She didn't want her sister to worry. She has always been her sister's support. No matter how hard she suffers, she is still a sister. A sister cannot worry her sister.