A shoe was thrown over and hit Song Yiren on the head.
Song Yiren came back to her senses and looked over with resentment. When she met the other person's eyes, she immediately lowered her head timidly, but the anger in her eyes did not fade away. "Big... Big sister!" If she wanted to survive, she had to swallow her anger.
"Bring the shoes to me." The tall, dark-skinned woman ordered with a smile. She liked to see Song Yiren's pitiful look, and it made her feel good.
"Yes!" Song Yiren didn't dare to resist at all. She lay on the ground, lowered her head, picked up the dirty and smelly shoe with her mouth, and crawled towards the tall, fat, black woman. She knew that if she wanted to avoid being beaten, she had to follow her wishes, otherwise she would definitely be beaten severely.
"Hurry up, do you want me to freeze to death?" urged the tall, fat, black woman.
Song Yiren gritted her teeth in anger and quickened her crawling speed.
"Put it on me." The tall, fat, black woman stretched out her big, smelly feet and shook them in front of Song Yiren.
Song Yiren took the shoe out of her mouth and helped the tall, fat, black woman put on her shoes.
"Hahaha..." A loud laugh rang out in the cell.
"This dog is really obedient. Come, bark a few times and let me hear you."
"If you don't order, you won't have dinner tonight."
Song Yiren narrowed her eyes, and a terrifying sharp light shot out of them, "Woof! Woof!" If one day she could get out, her third request would be to have someone kill these people and Su Jinyue to vent her hatred.
The tall, fat black woman smiled and swung her foot, throwing the shoe against the wall again. "Go get it back!"
Song Yiren suppressed her anger, turned around and slowly crawled towards the shoe.
"So slow? Let me give you a ride." Another woman with a face full of flesh came behind Song Yiren and kicked her in the butt.
Song Yiren staggered and rushed forward. With a "bang", her head hit the wall heavily.
Song Yiren only felt a buzzing in her head, and then her eyes went black and she fainted.
The woman with a face full of flesh walked up to Song Yiren and kicked her. Seeing that she didn't react, she said, "You are useless!"
"Go get some water to wake her up." The tall, fat, black woman ordered a thin woman next to her.
Upon hearing this, the thin woman quickly stood up, poured a bowl of water, walked up to Song Yiren, and splashed the water on her face.
"Cough cough cough!" Song Yiren woke up. She opened her eyes, and her lifeless eyes gradually became clear, flashing with a sinister light that made people feel scared.
When they met Song Yiren's gaze, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts for no reason.
Song Yiren glanced around. Where am I?
She remembered that she was getting married with Mo Feiheng when suddenly a loud explosion sounded and she knew nothing.
Reaching out to wipe the water off her face, Song Yiren slowly got up from the ground. She glanced coldly at everyone in the cell, "Where is this?" Why did she feel like she was in a cell?
"Song Yiren, what are you doing?" Although the tall, fat, black woman was a little scared, she became bolder when she thought that she was the boss of this cell. She reached out to grab Song Yiren's hair and give her a good beating.
But Song Yiren grabbed it and twisted it hard.
"Crack!" The sound of dislocated bones was accompanied by the screams of the tall, fat, black woman.
Seeing this, everyone shrank back against the wall in fear. This was a special cell, so unless someone died, the prison guards wouldn't come here.
"From today on, I'm the boss here. If anyone dares to disobey me, she'll be the one to suffer." Song Yiren glanced at everyone coldly, shook off the tall, dark, and fat woman's hand, and kicked her to the ground. No matter what her reason for being in prison was, from now on, no one could bully her.
Everyone looked at each other and nodded quickly, "Boss, we will listen to you from now on." No matter where you are, whoever has the bigger fist is the boss.
Song Yiren glanced around and walked to the bed where the tall, fat, black woman originally slept and sat down. "Who can tell me how I was sent to prison?" The tall, fat, black woman just called her name, so she was still Song Yiren.
"I heard... I heard it was a hired murder." A woman with a black birthmark on her face said fearfully. She felt that Song Yiren looked like she was possessed by an evil spirit.
Song Yiren pondered for a moment, "What year is it now?" She couldn't see her face, but she felt that she shouldn't be too old.
"1985..." the woman with the flesh on her face replied in a trembling voice. Song Yiren must have been killed by her kick, and now the ghost is possessed by Song Yiren, otherwise Song Yiren would not even know what year it was.
Song Yiren raised her lips and sneered. She had actually returned to 1985, so Su Jinyue should still be alive now. Could her fate be Su Jinyue's doing? Since she could return to 1985, couldn't Su Jinyue also?
But the most important thing now was that she had to find a way out. Only by getting out could she get Su Jinyue's bracelet, become a member of the Su family like in her previous life, and kill Su Jinyue again. Regardless of whether Su Jinyue was the same as her now, she had to die. Without Su Jinyue, no one would know that she was not a member of the Su family.
Seeing Mr. Wei walking towards the parking lot accompanied by everyone, Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue stood up and walked over.
"Grandpa Wei!" Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan came to the car and greeted Grandpa Wei.
Old Master Wei smiled and nodded, pointing to the back seat and said, "Would you please sit in the back with me and chat with an old man like me along the way?"
"Of course!" Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue smiled and nodded. They still liked Grandpa Wei very much. Although he held a high position, he was a very kind person.
After Mr. Wei got into the car, Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue also got in.
The car started slowly and drove towards the gate of the military district.
"Jinyue, you don't mind me calling you that, do you?" Old Master Wei looked at Su Jinyue and asked, his eyes bright and full of the vicissitudes of life.
Su Jinyue smiled and shook her head, "Of course I don't mind." She doesn't care what the person she likes calls her.
"Who did you learn these medical skills from?" asked Old Master Wei. Su Jinyue was so young, yet she possessed such medical skills. She must have a master behind her.
"My master, a village doctor, taught me this," Su Jinyue said. The phone at home should be installed. I'll call my master when I get home to ask about the situation.
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