Tong Yunrou cried out in pain, feeling as if her bones were about to shatter!
Tong Qingyan hurriedly stepped forward to help pull Tong Yunrou out.
When Tong Yunrou was helped out, everyone was shocked.
Tong Yunrou had taken good care of herself. A woman of thirty-five or thirty-six looked almost the same as one at twenty-five, her skin was very fair, without any wrinkles.
But now, Tong Yunrou nearly went mad, screaming out of control, "What happened to me?"
On her fair arms were red marks, like a fishing net!
Horribly ugly.
Bai Chuwei pulled up the corners of her mouth lightly and said nonchalantly, "It might be the evidence of trespassing into someone else's room."
Evidence!
The word made Tong Yunrou blush.
As Tong Yunrou rubbed her arms, she realized she couldn't remove the marks no matter what she did—tears of frustration were about to fall. How could she be a beautiful bride now?
