Li Chengxiang felt a desolate sensation rise from the bottom of his heart, his little face that had been reddened by crying was now completely devoid of color.
She lay there dully on the ground, unable to utter a single word.
The Lord Li outside the door had already left, cursing as he went, saying that he was going to settle accounts with Wang Quan.
The two maids inside the room stepped forward and pulled the numb Li Chengxiang up.
"Miss, let us serve you in your bath now,"
Just as the maid's hand touched Li Chengxiang's clothes, she began to struggle frantically, "Don't, don't touch me!"
What did it matter if her father had agreed?
What did it matter if he had signed?
If it was not with her own willing heart, nobody should even think of taking advantage of her!
In such straits, Li Chengxiang felt a decisive force arising within her.
She thrashed wildly and the two maids momentarily could not cope, allowing her to break free.
