The soft whip that can make Lin Zhi cry out in uncontrollable pain is really the one that Cangling specially prepared to wipe chili water and medicine that can double people's pain.

Wu Xiaoyan was born in the Wu family. There are many ways to torture people. She knows what's going on at a glance. Her voice is hoarse, her eyes are wide and resentful.

"If you have any complaints, just come to me. I hurt you. I did everything. It has nothing to do with him. Don't touch him. Hit me, come on!"

Bai Zhi intentionally or unintentionally stood in front of Cangling. He didn't want her to bear such vicious eyes.

Cangling pushed Bai Zhi, and without fear, Wu Xiaoyan wanted to rush over and kill her eyes. Her voice was cold as the frost and snow of the December moon, "continue to fight."

"Pa!" The soft whip in the bodyguard's hand hit Lin Zhi's back again.

He bit his lips, his thin fingers clasped the dusty ground of the cellar, and his thin lips bled out. Although he had tried his best to endure, the burning pain on his back still made him unable to control and hum again, "HMM."

"Stop, stop fighting, Cangling. What do you want to do?" Wu Xiaoyan's eyes widened, his neck and face flushed, and the glittering and translucent tears crossed his dusty cheeks, with a desperate voice.

When they were quiet, Cangling asked casually in a cold voice, "who is the person behind you?"

The bodyguard standing behind Lin Zhi moved his hand holding the soft whip. Wu Xiaoyan looked at her gnashing his teeth. Cangling raised his eyebrows and opened his thin lips slightly.

Before she said it, Wu Xiaoyan shouted out in despair, "yes."

Lin Zhi, who was dying, opened his eyes with difficulty. His thin and pale face twisted with pain. His hoarse voice squeezed a word out of his throat, "No."

He stared at Wu Xiaoyan with wide eyes. He couldn't say, absolutely not.

Cangling's eyes crossed from the two people. He was not in the mood to watch them perform affectionately. He said coldly, "continue to fight."

"Stop, I said, I said!" Wu Xiaoyan closed his eyes, tears fell, and the whole person was shrouded in despair.

"Hurry up." Bai Zhi went over and kicked her.

He still clearly remembers the bright slap on his face after Cangling disappeared last time. Even if the other party is a woman who can't fight back, his foot doesn't save any effort.

"Woo." Wu Xiaoyan groaned with pain. His throat was full of bloody smell. His pretty face full of dust was wrinkled into a ball, lying on the ground and rolling constantly.

Cangling frowned slightly, but was kicked. Is the pain like this? She seriously suspected that Wu Xiaoyan was deliberately delaying time.

Seeing her displeasure, the bodyguard behind Wu Xiaoyan kicked her again on the back and scolded, "say it quickly."

"Cangling, you will be punished." Wu Xiaoyan squeezed out a few words from her teeth. Her eyes stared at Cangling fiercely and said, "let your dogs go out. I'll just tell you to listen to it alone."

"Take them out." Cangling looked at her from above with a cold face. She wanted to see what tricks the woman tied to the ground could do.

"Miss." Bai Zhi looked at her disapprovingly.

"Nothing." Cangling insists that even if she takes risks for the child who has no chance to come to the world, she also wants to meet Wu Xiaoyan in person.

"Yes." Bai Zhi glanced coldly at Wu Xiaoyan and walked out with the bodyguards in the cellar.

"Let's go! It's no use procrastinating. No one dares to break into the winery of Yan's heir here." Cangling leaned lazily against the wall of the wine cellar and looked at the newly made nails with interest.

"Mrs. Yan, who else has such great ability to help us escape the search of Yan Zhengyang." When Wu Xiaoyan spoke, his eyes fell on Cangling's face and tried to see something from her expression. Unfortunately, she was disappointed. After she spoke, Cangling didn't bother to lift her eyelids.

After being silent for a long time, Wu Xiaoyan flashed a trace of panic in his heart and explained anxiously, "don't you believe it? Our lives are in your hands. I don't need to lie to you."

"You really want me to believe you?" Cangling raised her eyes, and her condensed eyes fell on her. Her body and face were full of dust rubbed on the ground of the cellar. Only those eyes that had just been wiped by tears were bright outside, and the bottom of her eyes were still shining with a bit of expected light.

Cang Ling didn't give her a chance to speak. A lot of light came up at the corners of her mouth, and her voice was cold. "Even if I believe you, you and Lin Zhi are dead. I believe what you said won't do any good. Who do you want to protect when you throw Mrs. Yan out to block the gun? Your real ally or benefactor?"

Wu Xiaoyan's heart was shocked. Even Lin Zhi's hands on the ground, which had not been moving, grasped for a few minutes. After a moment, she said angrily, "believe it or not."

Cang Ling sneered, "I never thought to find out that person from your mouth, but your reaction really made me rule out Mrs. Yan. There are not many people who have interest disputes with me. It's easy to check. I'm not in a hurry."

"You..." Wu Xiaoyan gasped.

After a moment of silence in the cellar, Cangling saw that they didn't mean to continue to speak, "since you have nothing to provide me with, I can only let people come in and continue to do it. Don't worry, I will keep your life, and you will all live well before you accept the trial."

"Bai Zhi, come in."

Hearing the voice, Bai Zhi came in with several bodyguards. In Wu Xiaoyan's murderous eyes, Cangling calmly said to the bodyguard with a soft whip, "just fight and keep his life."

In Wu Xiaoyan's crazy curse and roar, Cangling walked out of the cellar without looking back, and a breeze blew in the face. Cangling took a deep breath and felt that the real person was alive.

"Miss, what about these two people?" Bai Zhi asked.

Cangling looked at the blue sky ahead, sighed silently in her heart, and a dull pain came from her chest. "Contact the domestic police, find evidence to convict them, and let them get the punishment."

Bai Zhi stood beside him, painfully trying to comfort her, but he didn't know how to open his mouth. He stretched out his hand to pat her shoulder and took it back.

"Do the people behind them still ask?" They stood quietly for a long time, Bai Zhi asked low.

Cangling straightened her hair, which was blown away by the wind. Her tone was indifferent, and her voice was brought to Bai Zhi's ear by the wind. "Don't worry, give Lin a few lashes every day, and Wu Xiaoyan will compromise sooner or later."

"OK."

Bai Zhi frowned quickly. He could clearly feel that Cangling was different. She learned to protect herself, which was a good thing, but his heart was always strange.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream came from the cellar. It was not loud, but it gave people a sense of terror with a cold back.