Upon hearing this, the redness of Mu Xiaoxiao's cheeks faded as she turned pale in horror.
Han Xue'er suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right! I forgot to ask them to prepare a camera. For such an exciting scene, surely we have to capture it and let Young Master Jie admire it, don't you think so?"
Mu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and said nothing.
Han Xue'er used a knife to lift up her chin, forcing Mu Xiaoxiao to look at her, and she shouted, "I asked you a question? Answer me!"
Mu Xiaoxiao snorted, refusing to speak to a lunatic.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao was a hundred percent certain that Han Xue'er had gone crazy.
"Slut!" Han Xue'er slapped her again, turning Mu Xiaoxiao's face to the side.
"Just wait and enjoy it later!" Han Xue'er said as she gritted her teeth.
She then strutted toward the door and told the bodyguard, "Go get a camera right away. I want to film the whole process of her being raped!"
