"Speak!" Suddenly, the man sitting on the couch harshly opened his mouth.
Startled by Mu Xiaoyao's sudden, loud words, Baili Xia took a sharp intake of breath.
Meeting his gaze, she clenched her fists tightly, silent for a moment before she finally spoke in a low voice.
"My uncle said someone wanted to buy my art album. In order to raise money for my mother's surgery, I accompanied him to a hotel, but I didn't imagine…"
Her lip quivered, the painful memory was just beginning and she already felt ill .
"I didn't expect Ye Hua to... drug me, in that hotel..."
"Impossible!" Mu Xiaoyao grunted heavily, his face even more ghastly.
How could Uncle allow Ye Hua to drug her?
He could have had his way with her just by lifting a finger.
Was there any need for drugs? It's totally unnecessary.
"I'm not lying!" Baili Xia raised her head abruptly, meeting his gaze.
Humiliation was mirrored in her eyes, so much so that they turned red.