On the messy bed, Lin Siqing was held firmly under Jiang Jiyue's body.
Even with so many people watching, he was like a wild beast, releasing his primal instinct.
Lin Siqing was almost conscious as she tried to get him off with all her strength.
"Let go of me! How dare someone like you do this to me, I'm going to kill you!"
Everyone could see the "battle scars" on her body and the tint of blood on the bed sheet.
"This…" The crowd was dumbfounded.
Lin Wanwan was as shocked as everyone else. What the hell is going on?
She was sure that Jiang Jiyue didn't consume the bottle of liquid. This wasn't supposed to happen…
Lin Siqing seemed to have finally realized that the crowd was watching her. "Get lost! Get lost right now! It shouldn't be me. It should be Lin Wanwan!"
Hearing this, the sympathy that arose in Lin Wanwan's heart was gone with the wind.
Although she had no idea what happened, she reaped what she sowed.
