Xia Yinian was thrown on the ground, and immediately two more people came over and pressed her onto a small bed resembling an operating table.
"Come on, give her a check for me. See if this chick is really a fresh one," Sister Lan said with a laugh.
A fresh one! Xia Yinian had already understood what that 'fresh' meant.
An examination? God, what kind of examination did they want to perform on her?
Her voice was finally able to come out, though it was still very hoarse and her throat ached.
"No... don't... touch me..."
They probably thought she'd been drugged and certainly couldn't muster any strength, so the man walking beside her wasn't very guarded.
But to his surprise, the kick from the little girl was so heavy.
The next moment, the man covered his groin, sweating profusely from the pain, his face pale.
Xia Yinian struggled to sit up, but her hands were tied and she couldn't move at all.
She glared at Sister Lan: "I... haven't been... touched, don't... touch me!"
