He Shiwen suppressed the nausea in her chest, her pale jade-like hand holding his black and wrinkled foot, gently kissed it.
The once noble and inviolable He Shiwen had gradually lost herself under Zhao Yougang's abuse, leaving only a fearful and humble shell.
She never could have imagined that one day she would be kissing a man's toes, especially when that man is a forty-something, ugly old man!
After being beaten half to death for refusing to submit to the initial humiliation, she had slowly learned to obey.
...
Zhao Yougang was very satisfied, grabbing her hair and throwing her onto the floor, dragging her body to that room on the third floor.
The telescope was set up at the window, obviously there from before.
Ji Nanfeng could also be considered Zhao Yougang's enemy, so Zhao Yougang had been monitoring his every move.
However, unfortunately, Ji Nanfeng was cautious and rarely returned to this villa, so he basically gained nothing.
