In a dark room, Shen Qi was lying alone on a big soft bed, barely covered under the quilt.
Tonight was her wedding night with the Ye Family’s Second Young Master.
However, there were no weddings nor banquets; there was only the rear view of a middle-aged man in a wheelchair and his unkind words—wash her clean and send her to my bed. I want to inspect her.
Inspect her…
To him, she was just a commodity for their mutually beneficial exchange.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Shen Qi’s entire body tensed up as she grabbed the quilt tightly ………Chapter 1
