Sebastian Reed

“Song Chengcheng, have you really degraded yourself to this extent?”
“Ji Lin died, and it's all your fault!”
When she said this, her eyes were fixated on me, almost shedding tears of blood.
My name is Song Chengcheng, and I just graduated this year.
Right after graduation, I went on a graduation trip with some good friends.
But nobody expected that the picturesque, beautiful little village would turn out to be a hellish place.
My boyfriend, Ji Lin, was killed by the ignorant villagers while trying to protect me.
Before he died, he urged me to escape.
The flames in the darkness blazed brightly, and several burly men, wielding blood-stained shovels and hoes, looked ferocious.
“Just a few stinking women trying to escape, do you even know whose territory you’re on…”
“We'll deal with all of you in the next couple of days!”
Ming Cai was sobbing quietly beside me, and the other three girls were doing the same.
But my mind was consumed with thoughts of Ji Lin.
He was dead.
Dead in this impoverished little village, in the place he intended to devote his future to teaching.
What should I do?
What can I do?
The flames of revenge blossomed in my heart, forming a flower.
It was a continuously blooming flower of evil.


After Being Trafficked, I Started My Revenge

In less than two months, I saw that group of cops in the village again.


One of the young guys came up to me with a grin, apologizing insincerely.


"Sorry, sister-in-law, we just wanted to see if you were planning to run away."


I was clearly holding a grudge about them cursing my mother-in-law, so I snorted and turned away.


Wang Dazhuang's face was full of restrained pride, being looked at with envy by others made him even more smug.


But his expression quickly turned sour.


Recently, he often felt a pain in his waist, although every time he drank my medicinal soup, the symptoms eased quite a bit.


He naturally loved me more, but he also wondered if it was just him hitting middle age and not being so capable?


He went to the hospital for a check-up, but nothing came up.


However, the medicinal soup was indeed good stuff, even the doctors praised it, and they checked the dregs but found no problems.


Chapter 5