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There was another short fat woman in the room. The woman was holding a book in her right hand and a ruler in her left. The ruler in her hand was obviously shorter, but much wider.

"Read." The short fat woman opened her mouth, spreading the ancient book in front of Qu Yan.

That is a "Female Commandment".

She asked Qu Yan to read the contents of the book while standing upright.

Qu Yan was already about to be unable to hold it, looking at the book in front of him, but he said, "The poison of feudal thought, I don't read it!"

Snapped-

The ruler on the fat woman's hand was slapped heavily on her mouth.

"Read!" The woman's voice became louder.

Qu Yan's mouth turned red immediately, but she didn't care, "You just killed me, I don't even think about it."

Snapped!

It was another foot down.

The lower half of Qu Yan's face was already swollen.

"Read!" The fat woman's voice was filled with anger.

Qu Yan said weakly, "Remembering you a dog slave, when are you playing this set with me?"

"You!" The fat woman was anxious, raised her hand high, and saw that it was another ruler about to throw it towards Quyan.

But this time, the thin woman stopped her.

"You can't slap her on the face anymore. She has a tender skin, and we can't explain it if the face is broken. It's better to stretch her muscles first, so that she won't dare to be hardened by the pain."

The fat woman looked at her swollen face, and knew that the thin woman was right, so she nodded bitterly, "Okay, today I'm going to pull her away!"

For ordinary people, the pain of stretching is no less than cutting the leg, especially if it is stretched very open at one time, there is a risk of straining ligaments and falling leg problems.

But they didn't expect that Qu Yan had a solid foundation in dancing, and the tendons would have been stretched out when they were practicing basic skills.

But Qu Yan also knew that these two perverted women just wanted to torture her. There was nothing left to do. In order to avoid suffering, she secretly applied force on her legs, and at the same time, a painful look appeared on her face.

After such a toss, one day passed.

As the clock rang, Aunt Zhang yelled in the living room, "It's time for dinner."

The two women looked at each other and let go at the same time tacitly.

"I'll be here first today." The thin woman spoke first.

Before Qu Yan could breathe a sigh of relief, the "Female Commandment" had appeared in the hands of the fat woman again.

The fat woman said coldly, "Supper is only when you study; if you don't study, you don't have to eat!"

Qu Yan's eyes were cold, and his face was already pale as paper, but the corners of his lips stubbornly raised, "Heh, let me see if there is anything like your dog that dares to starve me to death."

The fat woman's face suddenly looked ugly.

When she raised the ruler, she wanted to greet Qu Yan's face, but the redness and swelling in the lower half of her face were still there. If something happened, the fat woman couldn't explain it.

"Hmph, I'll see how hard your bones can be!" The fat woman said, throwing a knife-like look at Qu Yan, and left bitterly.

"Let's go, I'll continue to pack her tomorrow." The thin woman said as she closed the door.

After a while, Qu Yan was the only one left in the room.

She suddenly collapsed to the ground.

In fact, she has been overdrawn physically and mentally after holding on for so long.

However, she could not give up resisting.

"Anyone of us has the power to resist, like a butterfly against a silkworm cocoon spreading its wings and flying, and like an ant carrying food a hundred times heavier than itself, a snail has to move forward even with a heavy shell on its back. Even an ant is not reconciled to their original destiny. Why do you, such a smart person, have to accept your fate?"

In a trance, the words of Brother Zhuo Ran are still in my ears...