Bo Yeyuan's eyes darkened bit by bit, and he immediately pressed the call bell.
"Li Qiyu, I never ordered the servants to abuse you, whoever dares to touch you, I won't forgive her!"
"Ha," Li Qiyu laughed lightly, "Don't put on a show, they wouldn't have the guts without your orders."
Bo Yeyuan picked her up, damn, she had always been thin, but now she seemed even lighter.
Days had passed, and she was still wearing that wrinkled nightgown, like a soiled doll.
Bo Yeyuan cradled her in his broad embrace, arms wrapped around her, and still, he couldn't hold her completely!
The servants dared not to feed her? Abused her, insulted her, even laid hands on her?!
"Li Qiyu, if you were bullied, why didn't you call me? You lost your phone, I had the servant pass a phone to you, yet you didn't answer."
Bo Yeyuan kissed her forehead, and his large palm caressed her abdomen, "Which servant stepped on your stomach? Where did they step? Here?"
