It was as if she had suffered a massive blow; her eyes were filled with disbelief and pain, her face as pale as paper.
Was it all true?
Ye Anqi's mind went blank.
After a long while, she finally came to her senses.
She tried to prop herself up, but her whole body was sore and weak, devoid of any strength.
Beneath the blanket, she wore nothing at all.
Ye Anqi's face turned even paler.
She clenched her fists in secret, a flash of hatred in her eyes.
Who on earth was doing this to her?
Who?!
Ye Anqi suddenly wanted to kill someone, to tear those bastards into pieces!
"Someone..." She opened her mouth in anger, but her voice was hoarse.
The ground was littered with fragments of her clothes.
Seeing all this, fury and resentment stirred violently within Ye Anqi's chest. "Come out, who are you? Get out here!"
No matter how angrily she shouted, no one appeared.
The dim room held only a bed, empty and desolate.
Her voice kept echoing, eerily terrifying.
