Chapter 1580
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The crowd quickly dispersed.
Ye Youyou didn't dare to speak to anyone.
There were naturally people like her in prison.
People who had been wrongly convicted or wrongly accused.
But, such people were in the minority. Ye Youyou didn't dare to take the risk.
So far, only she and the prison guards knew about her pregnancy.
If this was known by the people inside, wouldn't she also end up being toyed with?
Ye Youyou lay in bed, feeling very uneasy.
She closed her eyes and couldn't fall asleep.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps and the sound of sobbing.
From the sound, it was the pregnant woman.
Ye Youyou gripped the thin blanket tightly. She broke out in a cold sweat.
They're back.
"Lower your voice. Do you want to wake them up?"
It was the voice of one of Wang Zhuang's subordinates. It sounded vicious.
Ye Youyou knew that there weren't many people asleep at the moment.
But, no one dared to speak. It was eerily quiet.
The pregnant woman held it in and didn't dare to make another sound.
She turned around and walked to her bed. She carefully sat down.
The pregnant woman's bed was opposite Ye Youyou's. She could clearly hear the commotion from above.
Without a doubt, she was being bullied.
Ye Youyou's heart raced. She was terrified.
She gripped the blanket tightly. She felt extremely wronged.
There weren't many good people in prison.
There were many people like Wang Zhuang and Lao Zhou.
With a personality like hers, she would only be bullied in a place like this.
She didn't have to go through all of this.
The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.
Ye Youyou's eyes burned. She gripped the blanket tightly and closed her eyes.
Li Jinnan, come and save me …
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"Do you want to continue staying here? Make me happy. "
The high and mighty voice was tinged with a morbid desire to conquer.
In the darkness, the figure was like the projection of the devil.
He smiled.
But, to Shen Manting, that smile was no different from a nightmare.
Shen Manting looked at the figure and retreated in a panic.
However, no matter how she fled, no matter how far she went, that figure seemed to be a curse, forever following her from afar, relentlessly pursuing her.
"Do you think you can run away?"
His deep, husky, magnetic voice was like a death-reaping symphony.
Without any room to hide, he suddenly attacked her.
Shen Manting felt as if she had been pushed into a bottomless abyss. Suddenly, her body trembled.
The night was short.
Shen Manting lay on the bed, sweating profusely.
Looking at the decaying ceiling above his head, he panted heavily, his chest heaving up and down.
His back was drenched.
In the August weather, the electric fan in the room swayed from side to side.
The wind was not strong, but as the fan shook, it slowly swept over her body. She shuddered.
He sat up. Everything around him that he had been familiar with for a long time was real.
Not that mansion, and not the room he used to 'pamper' her.
There was no Shen Luo 'an, no Shen family, and no pain.
However, Shen Manting's heart was so empty that she felt like she was about to suffocate.
He reached out and placed his hand on his chest.
Beads of water dripped from Shen Manting's forehead onto her arm.
He got up and poured himself a glass of water.
She slowly finished her drink and looked out of the window.
The night in the small town was exceptionally quiet.
Other than the chirping of insects, there was also the barking of dogs in the distance.
"There won't be Shen Luo 'an …"
Shen Manting muttered to herself as she caressed her lower abdomen.
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