South City Center, high-end apartment.
On the sofa in the living room.
Xue Yunfei held a glass of water in one hand and her phone in the other.
He read the long paragraph of text that Yu Xin had sent to describe what had happened word by word.
In her mind, she automatically imagined the miserable scene when Ye Qingwan was bullied.
His eyes were filled with excitement.
A few men surrounded her and kept teasing and teasing her. Her body and mind were ravaged, and she screamed miserably. She was in pain because she had no way to escape…
Just thinking about that scene made her blood boil.
It turned out that Ye Qingwan's beauty was just an illusion.
Her real identity was a pair of broken shoes that had long been played with by men.
She could almost imagine how many times she'd been in the past.
When Ye Qingwan's experience that night was officially exposed…
