Lin Yue looked at Jiang Wenshu, who had been thrown outside the courtyard, with a sense of schadenfreude. Look, it wasn't just her who was powerless to resist Zhao Erhu's "violence." Even a man like Jiang Wenshu was weak as a chick in Zhao Erhu's hands. Too embarrassing. What use was such a man? She would definitely never fancy a pretty-boy.
Having lost face in front of so many people, Wenshu, with his scholarly pride, considered face a major issue and didn't bother Lin Yue any further. He snorted and walked away, his belly full of fire, but his heart truly unwilling to let it go.
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