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“Mianmian, cover your mouth and don’t make a sound. If your fiancé sees this, I won’t care whether you live or die.”

The little beauty was pressed against the restroom wall by his fiancé’s uncle, his tear-filled eyes full of despair…

Feng Mian was treated as a gift by his father to curry favor, sent to the Chi family for their temperamental young master, Chi Chen. Chi Chen had always been a scoundrel; upon seeing the little beauty, he harbored evil intentions, wanting only to have a taste of freshness before kicking him to the curb. He wanted only Feng Mian’s body, not his heart. He allowed others to humiliate Feng Mian while he watched coldly from the sidelines. Even seeing Feng Mian covered in injuries, he remained unmoved, intent on crushing all of Feng Mian’s pride to get him into bed.

Little did he know, a pair of eyes in the shadows was unscrupulously eyeing his “fiancée,” with a gaze that seemed to peel away every layer of clothing covering the little beauty…

The little beauty lived in the dilapidated backyard of the Chi residence. Every night, the tall man would expertly find his way to his bedroom. After failed attempts at resistance, the little beauty was forced to endure everything. “Uncle, if we are discovered, I will die…” the little beauty sobbed in extreme anxiety.

The man curled the corner of his lips. “What does that have to do with me?” He feigned ignorance of all the little beauty’s despair.

The little beauty suffered cold treatment and abuse in the Chi family, becoming increasingly emaciated, his eyes growing dull. Chi Chen watched it all, and before he knew it, he began to feel pity. In a moment of impulsive heat, he agreed to the arranged marriage with the Feng family, only to turn around and find that the little beauty was gone.

He pushed open his uncle’s door, and the scene before him made his mind go blank.

Feng Mian, in rags and trapped in the room, was covered in ambiguous purple bruises, nearly tortured to the point of fading away. His once-flat abdomen was slightly rounded it was the child of another man. The man, who appeared abstinent and noble in everyone else’s eyes, sat satiated beside his future fiancée, staring at him coldly.

“Mianmian is now my fiancée.”

 

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