CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

2Ye Yue packed up everything and walked to the side calmly. She waved her hand and a nurse threw a bucket of cold water at Mu Qianqian who was lying motionlessly on the bed.    

    

Mu Qianqian's eyes were wide open as she stared at the skylight above her head, expressionless.    

    

Her exposed skin allowed the cold water to pour down, but she didn't react at all. She was like a broken doll, cuffed to the iron bed without moving.    

    

The strong sense of shame made her absent-minded. All the anticipation and love and hate she had felt for the past two hours had been banished from her mind.    

    

The tears on her face had been washed away by the cold water. Mu Qianqian lay there numb and silent.    

    

However, her eyes remained fixed on the iron window on the wall above her. She had always been looking, or perhaps it could be said that she was looking at the free sky behind the iron window.    

    

In the basement hall, everyone was trying their best to remain calm. However, if someone was carefully observing them, the concealed expression in their eyes would be slightly different.    

    

Hua Yunrong's hand clenched into a fist. While Mu Qianqian was crying, his body was already moving uncontrollably. However, his wrist was being tightly clenched by Wu Tie, who was standing slightly in front of him.    

    

The corner of Ling Jinghan's mouth slightly curled up. Even though none of them could see what was going on in the secret room, they could guess from Mu Qianqian's collapse and crying that she was experiencing something more satisfying than this moment.    

    

Luo Yu looked worriedly at the people around him. It wasn't only Mu Qianqian who was suffering right now. Ting Lan kneeling at Rong Heting's feet made him more worried, because no one knew better than him how Rong Heting cared about Mu Qianqian.    

    

Now that Rong Heting had reprimanded Mu Qianqian in anger, it gave her the greatest humiliation in front of everyone. However, doing this wouldn't let him vent his anger out, so the person who was most likely to be vexed would be Ting Lan.    

    

Luo Yu exerted even more strength into his palm. He had already felt that something was wrong with Hua Yunrong. Now, he could only hope that this matter could be settled quickly and not get more chaotic.    

    

Mu Qianqian had already made too many people lose their minds. Luo Yu looked at Ling Ao, who had rushed over in the middle of the execution.    

    

The man who had always been indifferent to the affairs of others looked worse than any of them.    

    

From the moment Mu Qianqian screamed at the top of her lungs, Ling Ao's reaction was even more tense than others. No one dared to look in the direction of the dark room because of Rong Heting's anger.    

    

Only Ling Ao had a conflicted expression on his face as he kept staring at the door of the secret chamber.    

    

For the past two hours, Luo Yu, Hua Yunrong, and Ting Ye had their heads lowered looking at the ground. There was no sadness or joy on their faces, only heaviness.    

    

This kind of treatment for a pure and kind girl who didn't know anything about the world, this kind of extreme humiliation, made them all feel unbearable in their hearts. No one knew if Mu Qianqian would be able to withstand such a blow.    

    

Ling Ao had been staring at the door of the dark room the whole time. He couldn't even say what he was really thinking. He was glad that Mu Qianqian didn't let the man in the main seat lose his way, or was sad that ignorant woman was in purgatory despair.    

    

Other than Ling Jinghan, no one else noticed the slight stiffness in Rong Heting's fingers, who was holding the wine cup, when Mu Qianqian shouted out his name in tears.    

    

The smile on Ling Jinghan's face also became ugly after noticing Rong Heting's abnormality. She suddenly started to worry if Mu Qianqian would continue to yell for him to stop all of a sudden, saving her from punishment.    

    

However, as time passed, Ling Jinghan's heart gradually relaxed.    

    

Luckily, this Mu Qianqian didn't completely win Rong Heting's heart. In the end, she was still punished and didn't get any pity from the man who looked like the emperor on the throne.    

    

Mu Qianqian, ah, Mu Qianqian, you're not much different from him. How can a woman who makes men unable to show mercy continue to fight with her?    

    

The smile on Ling Jinghan's face, who had understood everything, became more gentle and sentimental. When the enemy was in a difficult situation, she would definitely trample her to the ground in a victorious manner!    

    

Rong Heting gently shook the glass of red wine in his hand. From beginning to end, his gaze was locked on the liquid in the glass in his hand. It was as if the foam caused by the shaking could attract him more than anyone else.    

    

While Mu Qianqian was wailing, the indifferent expression on the man's face didn't change at all. It was as if the wailing in hell was just a change in his boring life.    

    

If she dared to betray him, it would not be worth his pity. He gave her his trust and thought that even if she couldn't get pregnant, he would have to keep her by his side forever to pamper her. Unfortunately, he was wrong.    

    

When she took the initiative to please him, he thought happily that she had opened her heart and was prepared to take him in. It turned out that everything was just a joke on him.    

    

What was this humiliation? Compared to killing her, compared to taking her life, she had only lost her dignity. Since his dignity had been trampled on by her, he would trample on her. That would be the fair way, wouldn't it?    

    

Inside the room, Ye Yue waited for her men to clean up all the tools and the filth in the room. Then she walked expressionlessly to the iron bed where Mu Qianqian was imprisoned and took out the key to open the cuffs on her hands and feet.    

    

As for the woman who had been trying to escape from the iron bed, if it weren't for her widened eyes, she would look more like a lifeless corpse.    

    

Ye Yue took a white silk robe from her subordinate and pulled her up from the iron bed. The nurse helped her put the robe back on.    

    

The punishments she had ordered for herself would not change as long as they were carried out one by one according to plan. They would not let the other party bear too much, nor would they decrease it.    

    

Ye Yue also understood that it was precisely because she had done the right thing and made no mistakes that her mistress had personally called her over to punish this young woman. She guessed that Master still couldn't bear to see Mu Qianqian bleed.    

    

Compared to endangering their lives, this method was too light. Moreover, the girls who sold themselves in Paradise in the World were many times harsher than the punishment they had to bear. Mu Qianqian only suffered a pain that was several times worse than what she felt when she attacked.    

    

Ye Yue thought like this in her heart, so she couldn't show any sympathy. She quickly dressed Mu Qianqian and had two nurses carry her towards the door.