Bai Xueyue stared up at the man, her trembling eyes wide and nervous. She scrambled to her feet, her gaze trained to the floor. When the man, reeking of alcohol and tobacco, took a step towards her, she shrank backwards, hoping to blend into the darkness of the hallways. Alas, it was inevitable, and everyone had seen her.
"What are you doing out of your room?" Viscount Bai Sheng snarled, storming towards her, but it was too late.
Bai Xueyue had caught the eye of the highest bidder in Hechen. He was a man with a large pocket and an even bigger house to store as many wives as he pleased, no matter their age, though he preferred them young and before they bled.
Despite coming from Hanjian, a country where harems were frowned upon, he did not mind. So long as he had the money to support his many wives, he would not face any problems.
