The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 111. Dream, Past 2 (First Update)

Chapter 111: 111. Dream, Past 2 (First Update)

For three consecutive days, they lived like this. Every mealtime, a woman would come in to bring them food, always steamed buns, with a kettle in the room for when they were thirsty and a spittoon for when they needed to use the toilet, which they had to do inside the room. The room was filled with an unpleasant odor.

In other words, apart from this room, there was nowhere else they could go.

During these three days, the boy would talk to Shen Qinglan every day. Although she really wanted to return home and was still afraid, the fear in her heart had gradually diminished somewhat.

"We can’t get out now, but when we can, I’ll find a way to let you escape, and you must go find a police officer, okay?" This was a sentence the boy often said to her, and every time Shen Qinglan would nod obediently.

Shen Qinglan found a small hole in the corner of the wall, so small that she could see into the next room through it.

There was a bed in the next room, and it seemed someone was living there. Every night, strange noises would come from that room, hmm’s and ahh’s. There was always a man who liked to lie on top of a woman, then gnaw away at her, and the bed would shake, taking a long time to finally stop.

It was because of those strange sounds at night that she discovered the hole.

Shen Qinglan thought the boy would stay with her for a long time, but after a couple of days, the boy was taken away.

When those people tried to take him, the boy resisted, struggling not to go. Shen Qinglan watched helplessly as they took out a handkerchief, covered the boy’s mouth with it, and then he was taken away. From then on, Shen Qinglan never saw him again.

The boy who had said he would protect her, who would help her escape, just vanished from her life like that.

Several other boys and two girls were taken away with that boy.

Only the girl who had come in at the beginning and Shen Qinglan were left in the room.

Shen Qinglan was very scared. She had been afraid ever since the boy was taken away. She wanted to go home, but she couldn’t escape. The door was locked, and the room had only a tiny window, too high for her to reach even on her tiptoes.

Strange sounds continued to come from the room next door every night, sounds Shen Qinglan had now grown accustomed to. She lay on the straw to sleep, having slept on it for these days.

The straw was uncomfortable, and there were little bugs that always bit her, leaving many red bumps on her body.

Shen Qinglan slept restlessly, waking up as soon as the door to the room opened. She looked in terror at the tall skinny man who entered.

"Yo, sweetie, you’re awake, huh? Want to play a game with uncle?" The skinny man’s gaze lingered on Shen Qinglan’s tender face, drooling with desire.

At the time, Shen Qinglan didn’t understand what that look meant. She just backed away in fear.

The skinny man rubbed his hands together, "Sweetie, don’t be afraid, uncle is going to play a game with you."

Shen Qinglan shook her head, retreating continuously.

The other girl had also woken up, but she just watched everything blankly, holding her legs and hiding in the corner, saying nothing.

Then, the woman came in, grabbed the man, "Lao San, can’t you change your ways? These people are all meant to be sold for money. If you spoil them, who will buy them?"

The man known as Lao San spat, "They’re all money-losers, not even worth entertaining me."

A woman slapped Lao San’s hand hard and pointed at Shen Qinglan, "Don’t touch this one. Boss said this face is the most distinctive among this batch. He’s counting on getting a good price for her. If you ruin it, you’ll see how the boss deals with you."

Lao San pouted and looked at Shen Qinglan with a pitying gaze, "Fine, I won’t touch her. But the other one should be okay, right? It’s been half a year and she still hasn’t sold. She’s just losing us money by sitting around."

The woman knew Lao San’s character well. Since the other little girl was unsellable anyway, she didn’t object this time. Lao San walked over to the girl, whose expressionless face finally showed fear.

"Don’t, don’t come any closer."

Ignoring the girl’s screams, the woman walked away, not forgetting to instruct Lao San to lock the door when he left.

Lao San waved his hand dismissively, pulled the girl up with a jerk, and dragged her out of the room. Then the door slammed shut. Shen Qinglan walked quickly towards it but heard the sound of a key turning—the door was locked.

Shen Qinglan retreated to a corner and sat down quietly, hugging her knees.

Soon, Shen Qinglan could hear the cries of the girl from next door. She slowly moved to the small hole and peeked inside.

The skinny man had dragged the girl to the bed. She backed away in fear until she was cornered with nowhere else to go.

The skinny man rubbed his hands together, "Although you’re not as pretty as Little Darling, your face is still passable. I didn’t want to touch you, but since no one has wanted you for half a year, come on, have a good time with uncle. Once uncle is satisfied, I’ll give you something nice to eat."

As he spoke, the man stripped off his clothes, leaving him in only his underwear.

The girl tried to run, but the room was too small, she wasn’t as strong as the man, and there was nowhere for her to escape. She was quickly pinned down on the bed by the man, who ripped at her clothes.

Shen Qinglan saw the man climb on top of the girl, just as he had done before, gnawing on something, while the girl screamed in heart-wrenching cries. The sound was so piercing that it made Shen Qinglan’s heart tremble.

She covered her ears with her hands, refusing to look or listen, hiding in the corner, her body trembling slightly. But even so, the creaking of the bed and the girl’s cries still drilled into her ears.

After a while, the next room quieted down. Shen Qinglan cautiously crept to the peephole and looked inside, wanting to know how the little girl was doing, but she saw no sign of her in the room.

Soon, there were sounds of keys at the door. Shen Qinglan quickly lay down to feign sleep. The door opened, and a figure was thrown in like a discarded rag, hitting the ground with a thud.

The door was swiftly locked again. Shen Qinglan cautiously opened her eyes and, using the moonlight shining through the window, saw the girl lying on the ground motionless, naked, and it wasn’t clear if she was still alive.

Shen Qinglan was terrified. She wanted to cry but didn’t dare, fearing she would draw the attention of that horrific man. She cautiously crawled over to the little girl.

The little girl’s eyes were tightly shut, her face streaked with tears. In the moonlight, Shen Qinglan could see what seemed to be blood on her legs.

She retreated a few steps in fear, daring not to move.

She sat beside the girl, motionless, watching over her until she could no longer support herself and lay down on the ground to sleep.