Qianqian's boudoir.
Qianqian, who was tightly bound, stared wide-eyed in terror, her forehead covered in sweat.
"Brothers! If you want anything, I'll give it to you. Please, don't kill me!"
The only response was two slaps.
"Shut up! Say another word and you'll lose your life!"
Qianqian's cheeks turned red from the slaps, tears welled up, but deep in her eyes, a cold gleam flashed.
"Brothers, did I offend you? I've done as you asked, please let me go..."
Her plea for mercy was expertly trained at Chunhong House, enough to enchant most men.
However...
Slap!
"Didn't you hear what I said? Shut up!"
The force of the blow sent Qianqian tumbling to the ground.
Her pupils subtly trembled, lying on the ground, seemingly suppressing something within.
But this time, she truly became silent.
"Didn't drink a toast, but took punishment wine."
With a cold huff, footsteps hurried from outside the door.
And then...
Knock, knock, knock.
"Sister Qianqian! It's me! I'm back!"
