Everyone in the capital said that Tanhualang Xie Huaizhi was as gentle as jade, and he was the dream lover of noble ladies from aristocratic families.
But only Fu Yunmo knew that privately he was a big devil in sheep's clothing.
She had seen what he did with her own eyes and had been afraid of him for seven years.
Three years ago, the Fu family was murdered by a traitor, and the entire Fu family was exiled to southern Xinjiang. Unfortunately, she was trafficked to a brothel by a man on the way.
But Xie Huaizhi actually went to southern Xinjiang to take revenge, and even more so to humiliate her, found a brothel, and bought her back to Xie's house to be his foot-washing maid.
He tugged at his collar, his eyes were fierce, and he was approaching her step by step. Fu Yunmo twisted the handkerchief in panic and backed away, and was forced to the wall, unable to escape.
Xie Huaizhi held her chin with his hand and looked down at her condescendingly: "Did you feel wronged by marrying me, Tan Hua Lang?"
Fu Yunmo didn't dare to look at him, and his voice trembled: "No... I'm not wronged."
A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips tightened slightly on her chin: "Not wronged? Then why are you running away?"
