Spicy Monkey

Five years ago, Wen Mian was branded with the stigma of climbing into her adoptive brother's bed, a finger pointed at her spine.
Everyone said she was an ingrate, unable to appreciate the new life the Pei Family had given her, and instead repaying kindness with enmity.
Only she knew that this so-called favor was nothing but an unfathomably deep hell on earth.
After five years of grinding hardship, Wen Mian had almost died abroad.
When she came back, she was a changed woman, swearing to make every member of the Pei Family pay.
She had thought this was a desperate dead-end gambit.
But unexpectedly, the adoptive brother who had sent her away was like an annoying piece of gum stuck to her shoe, following her everywhere.
She killed, he handed her the knife, she sought revenge, he silenced the witnesses.
Finally, Wen Mian couldn't help it—
"What exactly do you want?"
And that man, who had bided his time for so many years, finally showed his true colors, "Can't you see? I've been doing it all for you."

Marked by My Stepbrother

But no matter how she dodged, her hands were firmly restrained by the other person.


The woman took a deep breath, her eyes piercing with a different kind of emotion.


"I said, don't move, or I'll show you the strength of my hand directly!"


The man didn't say anything unnecessary.


But his threat made Wen Mian tremble inside.


Pei Zhiyao and Yan Jun suddenly burst in.


The security at the door was brushed aside by the two.


Seeing Pei Zhiyao's threatening appearance, the lobby manager immediately stepped out and asked:


"Are you here to check in, or are you looking for someone?"


Pei Zhiyao slapped his phone on the counter, his voice sharp as if making a threat.


"Looking for someone. Which room is Wen Mian in?"


The lobby manager seemed to know something.


But his eyes shifted and he said nothing.


This made Pei Zhiyao even more curious.


Chapter 338: Rescuing Wen Mian_1