"Big sister, what's wrong?"
Unable to restrain his heartache and distress, Zhang Hongyang roared as he rushed into the bedroom door.
Deep down, he sensed that it had indeed happened, that Liu Zhizhong that bastard had taken advantage of his big sister, otherwise why would she be in such a state of despair!
But by this time, Zhang Qixiang had been awake for half an hour.
As soon as she woke up, she sensed something and violently tried to sit up.
But the immense soreness throughout her body felt like it had been torn apart; she couldn't muster any strength and the pain made her lie back down again. It hurt so much that the tears were about to come out.
Beside her, a piece of paper left by Liu Zhizhong had slid to the side, but she had felt it.
She felt utterly devastated, her blanket half-slipped off, revealing her trembling ample chest in the air, her lower body bare and painfully swollen, feeling as though it had been torn.
