Seventy: the Soft Little White Rabbit, All the Members Are Dogs

Su Wansheng is naturally charming, her skin is as good as snow, and she has a seductive fragrance. After her husband died, she, as a helpless martyr's widow, carried the urn and moved into the courtyard of the powerful Lei family in Beijing. Everyone thought she was a weak dodder flower that could only rely on men to survive, but no one knew that beneath those seemingly tender and pitiful tears, there was a heart as cold as iron. On the first night of her stay, Lei Zheng, known as the "Living King of Hell", cornered her in a corner, his eyes full of anger: "Stay away from me, don't think about the things that are available and not available." Later, he fought desperately for her on a rainy night, and knelt beside her bed covered in blood to beg for sex: "Wanwan, please love me..." I thought I would be able to live a stable life after getting rid of this demon king, but I didn't know that the men in the compound were all lunatics. The gentle and scumbag Director Gu was holding her ankle tightly under the table, but on his face he was toasting her; Dr. Lin, as gentle as jade, locked the door of the consulting room and placed the stethoscope against her trembling heart; Su Wan just wanted to use them to get into college and fly away, but unexpectedly, these men had already laid a dragnet in order to keep her. "Now that I've provoked you, don't even think about escaping in this life."