"Damn it, who tore your clothes?" Wen Zao rushed over in two steps, took off his jacket, and draped it over her petite body, then skillfully buttoned it up, leaving only a small head exposed.
Lu Rongrong quickly grabbed a sheet and wrapped it around herself.
Ye Xixi looked up at Wen Zao. His handsome eyelids drooped, and there were sparks in his eyes. She knew he was angry, and she feared him the most when he was angry.
But at this moment, Ye Xixi wished she could add fuel to the fire and settle Lu Rongrong's score along the way.
"Brother... it was them, they kidnapped Rongrong and me here, said they'd make us serve them. If we did well, they'd have my parents bring money to ransom us; if not, they'd sell us to an underground casino as hostesses..." As she spoke, Ye Xixi really sounded like she had suffered a great grievance, and she burst into tears.
