Fang Zimo cursed as he walked inside his room, his legs quivering as he walked. Tonight was especially tough on him. Not only did Luo Xin tire him out, but she also asked her sadistic friends to use him to their heart's content. Fang Zimo had no idea how many times he fainted. Every time he woke up, it was a new face, either whipping or using his body to satisfy herself. By the time they left him alone, his lower body was a mess, he was bleeding so badly, and they left him alone. No one cared about treating the wounds they caused. Fang Zimo was brought back to the Fu mansion in a carriage like any package delivered.
His heart was burning with rage, but he couldn't do anything. Luo Xin didn't care about him, but she won't let him go either. She will break his legs and lock him up if he tries to run away. To stay alive and not disabled, he had to stay put!
