"Madam…" Xiao Hong wrung her fingers and looked at Xia Ruoxin in front of her, at a loss of what to do. How could such a thing happen? There was someone in the madam's room, and it was a strange man that she had never seen before. If not for the madam stealing people, where else would the man have come from?
"Xiao Hong, go out first." Xia Ruoxin continued lying on the bed, covering herself tightly with the blanket. Xiao Hong moved her lips for a long time, wanting to ask but the words were not coming out—wanting to leave but her legs were not moving. At last, she closed the door.
The door closed, and the usual silence ensued. Xia Ruoxin bit her finger hard. Oh, Chu Lui. He really was so harsh. He would treat her this way for the sake of his beloved's reputation. The first time, he had forced her into another man's bed; and the second time, he let a man in her bed.
She curled her body up tightly. Her left hand cramped hard and hurt, and so did her abdomen.
