The sorrowful torture had finally stopped.
Chi Yi felt as if she had just walked through hell.
She lay limp on the bed, like a pool of mud, but suddenly felt a chill on her body.
Before she could react, the man on top of her had already left.
He put on his clothes again at the fastest speed possible, but did not bother to tidy himself up. He walked out lazily, deliberately not turning back to look at Chi Yi on the bed.
The door opened, and aunt Chen was waiting there with an anxious expression.
Upon seeing him, aunt Chen hurriedly went up to him and asked worriedly, " "Young master, are you all right?"
Because she was worried, she kept peeking inside.
"You can go in and see her in ten minutes." Chi zuxu said.
On his exquisitely sculpted face, there were traces of defeat and fatigue that had never belonged to him.
