Han Zhiyan did not say a word, but looked at Xintong with a pair of eyes, a layer of panic flashing in her eyes.
Xintong looked at the silent Han Zhiyan carefully, and after noticing the panic in her eyes, she curled her lips and smiled meaningfully, "Zhiyan, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else? I heard that a man almost killed you last night..."
At this point, Xintong pretended to be worried and angry, paused, and then said, "I heard that the man wanted to come in and steal. Who knew he almost ruined your innocence."
Han Zhiyan's face became increasingly pale, her eyes were illusive, and her clear eyes were filled with fear and mist of tears.
Seeing this, Xintong had a deep smile on her lips, her charming eyes flashed with evil intentions, but there was a trace of worry on her face, "Zhiyan, why do you look so bad all of a sudden? Did that man do something to you?
Are you done yet? Tell me and I will ask Chen to teach you a lesson."
Han Zhiyan breathed rapidly and looked at Xintong with empty eyes. She thought of the wretched man last night and his frizzy hands wandering around her body.
She even allowed herself to touch his hot body, accompanied by waves of obscene laughter from him.
Han Zhiyan felt nauseated again in her lower abdomen, and immediately started retching.
Xintong still kept shouting in her ear, "Zhiyan, what's wrong with you? Did he do something to you? Did he touch you anywhere? I'll go find a doctor and check you..."
Han Zhiyan's head was dizzy, and she was scrolling through many scenes, constantly exchanging them with each other.
For a moment, the man looked vulgar and kept laughing lewdly.
It was a scene where Shangguan Chen was angry at himself, "If you need it, let other men touch you..."
At that moment, Xintong shouted aggressively, "Zhiyan, did that man touch you..."
"Other men touched you..."
For a moment, Han Zhiyan's head swelled and hurt. She covered her head and shook her head suddenly, tears streaming down her face. The fear in her heart suddenly burst out, as if the sadness that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time suddenly burst like a dam.
He yelled heartbreakingly, "You all go away, I don't want to listen, don't listen, I don't want to listen, please, let me go..."
Han Zhiyan's heartbroken roar was particularly shocking in this huge room.
Immediately all the servants in the house came over.
"Young lady, what's wrong with you..."
"Call Mr. Chen quickly..."
"Call the doctor quickly..."
The chaotic sounds around her slowly reached Han Zhiyan's ears, making her even more uncomfortable. She felt as if the world was spinning suddenly, and her mind seemed to be stabbed with a thorn, which caused endless pain.
Her breathing was rapid and hard, she held her head in pain, shook it, and murmured in a low voice, "It hurts, it hurts..."
Han Zhiyan's heart-wrenching shouts and the messy sounds outside disturbed Shangguan Chen who was in the study. He was suddenly filled with worry and strode to the room to take a look.
What caught my eye was that everyone was surrounding Han Zhiyan with nervous expressions and kept calling, and the whole room echoed with Han Zhiyan's cries.
Han Zhiyan seemed to be in pain, her face was pale, she was covering her head, her eyes were full of fear, and she was sitting on the terrace with tears streaming down her face.
Seeing this scene, Shangguan Chen's heart suddenly lifted.
The next second, Shangguan Chen's expression suddenly changed. He frowned slightly, violently raised his feet, threw away the servant beside him, quickly walked to Han Zhiyan, stretched out his big hand, carefully picked up Han Zhiyan, and lifted her small body.