607: The Woman In He Zhing's Captivity

The Woman In He Zhing's Captivity

Standing at the door of the room, Mo Roulan was still completely as she looked at the figure in the corner of the room. 

If she had not noticed carefully then she might not have noticed it because of how dark the room was. 

She couldn't see the figure's face but she could see the long black hair. 

From her petite frame and her hair, it looked like she was a woman. 

Another woman was locked here just like her. 

Did it mean that He Zhing and He Juan ….

Mo Roulan felt her body going cold and her throat going dry. She stepped inside the room slowly. 

The figure was not moving at all. 

"Hi…"

She whispered softly trying to attract the woman's attention but when the woman suddenly started whimpering at her voice, Mo Roulan's eyes went wide with panic. 

"Are…you alright?"

She asked breathlessly. Whatever she was seeing was too much for her. 

She could only imagine what the woman had gone through when she saw the bruises on her legs in the light which came from the opened door. 

The woman wore a dress which reached her knees. Her white legs were graced with bruises and scars. 

Mo Roulan came out of her trance when she heard another whimper. 

She didn't know why but she felt tears filling up her eyes as she stepped closer. The woman started trembling. 

Mo Roulan didn't dare to go closer after seeing this. 

The woman seemed very scared. 

She stood at the same spot waiting for the woman to raise her head. A long time passed, the whimpers lessened but her body was still trembling and she finally raised her head. 

When Mo Roulan saw her eyes, her eyes teared up more. 

Never in her life, had she seen so blank eyes. They were blank …but the emptiness of those eyes seemed to suck her in abyss. 

It made her feel the despair of the woman….the suffering she had gone through. 

A tear slid down her eyes falling down on the ground. 

Mo Roulan exhaled sharply when she noticed the scar that ran down from her forehead to her chin. 

It seemed to be fresh. 

She suddenly find very suffocating to breath and looked away. 

How could anyone behave like this with an alive person! She looked as if she had been treated worse than animals. 

The woman continued to look at her with the same blank eyes. 

It was as if she was waiting for Mo Roulan to punish her and then be done with it. 

Mo Roulan took a deep breath before she turned around to leave the room. She needed some time for herself otherwise she didn't know if she would be able to stand for long. 

Mo Roulan locked the door just like before and came back to her room. 

As soon as she was inside the room, she let the tears fall down. She covered her face with her hands and cried for some time. 

As a woman herself, she could feel that the woman had suffered a lot. She could see from the emptiness of her eyes that the woman had been …raped. 

Perhaps many times seeing how her condition was. 

They were such monsters. 

Mo Roulan laid down on the bed and stared at ceiling silently. 

Will the same happen to her?

She wondered. 

He Jian was right. He should punish them. Would he look for her? 

Mo Roulan pondered on these questions silently. 

It was when she heard the sound of door being opened that she sat up on the bed swiftly. 

Her eyes went to He Zhing who had stepped inside the room with a plate in his hands. 

She felt disgusted at his sight. 

Remembering the woman in other room, she wanted to kill him but she knew her place for now. 

She was no opponent for him. 

"Eat it. You will only receive two times meals here. Later it will be my son who will decide how many times of meals you should get."

Mo Roulan felt as if He Zhing treated her some sort of toy for He Juan. 

She hid the coldness of her eyes and nodded her head quietly. 

After He Zhing left, her body relaxed to a great extent. 

She looked at the plate silently for a long time. 

When she was sure that He Zhing might not be in the house, she opened the door of her room and stepped outside with the plate in her hands carefully.

She didn't see He Zhing anywhere so she walked to another room and opened the door. 

The woman was still in the same position and this time she was already trembling. 

When she raised her head again and Mo Roulan saw the fresh fingerprints on her face, her heart clenched at the sight. 

She also saw her torn dress and exhaled sharply. 

It seemed that He Zhing just now …raped her again. 

Mo Roulan stepped closer to her carefully. The woman was very scared. She could see it but she never screamed or shouted as if she had been trained to do so. 

Her body continued to tremble. 

Mo Roulan kneeled in front of her carefully and then put the plate in front of her. 

"Do you want to have some?"

She asked as softly as she could.  1

The woman looked at her before looking at the plate. 

She stared at it for a long time. Just when Mo Roulan was wondering if she should ask once more, the woman picked the plate and started eating as if she had not eaten for ages. 

Mo Roulan saw as she ate hurriedly. As if she was afraid that someone would snatch away the plate from her hands. 

She knew it was rude to stare at someone who was eating but she couldn't move her eyes away. 

She wondered when she was fed last time. 

When the woman put down the empty plate a few moments later, Mo Roulan didn't have any complaints. 

Although she didn't have anything, she felt full. 

It felt full to see that she ate everything. 

Mo Roulan smiled at the woman softly but the woman didn't reciprocate it. 

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