A moment ago, the little girl was still looking at Li Shaoyun with a face full of worship. The next moment, she was whipped by Meng Lin until she spun three times on the spot. She felt as if there were stars above her head, and she fell to the ground.
Meng Lin had tolerated her for a long time. As his subordinate, she was actually siding with an outsider. She stared at this Li guy with a lustful expression. Did she think he was dead?
Meng Lin naturally knew that Xiaoqing could not fake it. She did not have the chance or the ability to do so. However, in order to find a way out for herself, someone had to sacrifice herself.
Xiaoqing raised her head in a daze and saw Meng Lin's angry face. She then saw many women walking over to persuade Young Master Meng to calm down. Her heart trembled.
"I-I didn't…" Xiaoqing looked aggrieved.