Ling Batian really couldn't understand why he had ended up in such a state. Hadn't he received the protagonist's script?
Now his body was broken, his eyes were blind, he had nothing left! All those women who used to fawn over him disappeared without a trace once he was imprisoned; they were all fake, and to think he used to like them so much!
They were all a bunch of cheap women!
"Let me out, let me out!" Ling Batian struggled violently.
"Be quiet." The prison guard pressed him down impatiently, "You're disabled and still not compliant, get back in there."
The cellmate in the same ward couldn't help but smirk at the sight, the employer had said, the more miserable this man was, the more money they'd receive. Don't blame them for not being polite in the days to come.
