The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 1

With fingernails torn off by cold tweezers, she was completely swallowed up by intense pain, which was like a fierce beast with its bloody mouth wide open.

A few women in prison uniforms were pressing down a struggling gaunt woman in the same prison uniform.

Ling Yiran could only watch as her fingernails were ripped out one by one. The musty smell in the cell mixed with the blood flowing from her fingertips was disgusting.

"The best newcomer lawyer in the past is now nothing more than a pile of mud." A cold and harsh voice sounded above Ling Yiran's head.

She raised her head desperately and looked at the charming face in front of her. Who would have thought that the popular star, who those in the film and television circle believed to be more innocent than a lotus, was so vicious?

"Hao Yimeng, why?" she asked in a trembling voice.

"You killed my sister! How dare you ask why?" Hao Yimeng said with a sneer. With extremely vicious eyes, even the corner of her mouth revealed bone-piercing coldness.

"It wasn't me... I've been wronged!" she said with difficulty, continuously shaking her head, while beads of sweat as big as beans came out of her body constantly. Her delicate and lovely face had been almost twisted with pain.

Hao Yimeng, on the other hand, merely instructed the person who acted. "Continue."

As soon as she finished her words, the person moved quicker.

Within a short minute, Ling Yiran's nails were completely removed. Red blood was repeatedly surging out from her badly mangled wounds, incarnadining the entire ground of the prison.

Ling Yiran was wincing in pain. However, she still tried her best to raise her body with her black eyes fixed on the man standing beside Hao Yimeng.

That was... her former boyfriend! The man who once promised to protect her for the rest of her life.

In the past, even if her fingers were accidentally pricked by a needle, he would feel distressed for a long time. But now, he just watched her nails being pulled out piece by piece.

"Zi... Ziqi..." She cried almost at the top of her voice. "Please... please believe me..."

He was still dressed in a suit and tie as usual, but when he looked at her with his dark eyes, all that remained were only haze and indifference.

"Ziqi, you don't sympathize with this woman, do you? She's the murderer of my sister! I just want to let her rest in peace."

Hao Yimeng held the man's arm affectionately. Her vicious expression turned into a touching one when she faced him.

"She deserves it, so there's no need to pity her." Xiao Ziqi gently stroked Hao Yimeng's carefully maintained hair. "Do whatever you want."

He acted as if the woman with blood all over her fingertips on the ground was an object that had no feelings.

Ling Yiran opened her eyes wide all of a sudden!

"Deserve it?

"Ha!"

This man, who had once treasured her as the apple of his eye, now left her with only one sentence—she deserved it.

With the power that came from some unknown place, she broke away from the person who was controlling her body and then struggled to climb forward, trying to get closer to the man.

"Ziqi, I don't know about the car accident... I really didn't drive under the influence that day. It was Hao Meiyu's car... that hit me..."

"Pah!"

Her left hand with no nails was heavily stamped on the ground by a foot, and the back of her hand was full of searing pain.

However, all of these things were still not as painful as Ling Yiran's heartache at the moment.

Raising her head with difficulty and looking at Xiao Ziqi, who stamped on her left hand with his leather shoes, she could not believe that he could be so heartless.

There was a sharp pain in her hand. She took a deep breath and asked hoarsely, "Did you ever love me?"

"What I regret most in my whole life is asking you to be my girlfriend," Xiao Ziqi said in an extremely cold voice.

"Ziqi, disable her hands. This is the pair of hands that drove the car, hitting and killing my sister." Hao Yimeng's voice resounded.

The next moment, she heard him say, "Okay!"

Then, the sound of bones breaking could be heard while she felt such an intense pain that seemed to be exploding in her body...

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"Aah!" Ling Yiran opened her eyes suddenly. Only then did she realize that she had been dreaming of what had happened in the prison years ago.

She looked down at her calloused hands. After three years of imprisonment, her hands were no longer as soft and delicate as they had been in the past.

Although the fingernails on her 10 fingers had grown back, her hands were still injured.

At that time, the bones in her fingers were broken one by one. Although she didn't completely lose them, which was due to the bones healing themselves, the joints of her fingers looked a little distorted, and there were many fine movements that she couldn't perform very well.

Her fingers hurt her more especially when it was cold or humid outside.