Wen Xinya's drug addiction acting up was hideous and terrifying. Xu Zhenyu, who had always been fearless, finally knew what fear was.
The image of Wen Xinya screaming and crying hysterically at the top of her lungs lingered in his mind. He could still remember her kneeling on the ground, hugging his leg and crying and begging him. He also remembered the image of her losing her dignity and taking off her clothes in front of him.
This was because the impact on him was simply too great. Even now, he still felt that it was somewhat unbelievable. This woman was Wen Xinya, the one who had picked up a wine bottle and smashed it at the two men in the private room because they had said a few words of contempt to her.
Wen Xinya shouldn't be like this.
