Xia Ruoxin felt so bad that her heart ached. In reality, how could she bear to leave? It's just that the huge sum of medical fees had left her with no way out.
She patted her daughter's small back, hoping that the mature child would understand her reason for leaving.
At nightfall, Xia Ruoxin changed into an extremely revealing dress once again. Her breast could almost be seen fully. She hugged her shoulders to save herself from further embarrassment.
There was a light layer of makeup on her face. It masked the wounds that have yet to recover. With each layer of powder applied, she did not seem to be as plain as she used to be.
In another box, a group of men was drinking while she smiled and drank at the same time.
A man hugged Xia Ruoxin at her waist, his hand moving along her body. He was actually pinching her hard constantly. It was painful and uncomfortable.
