The bodyguard was strong and well-built, her strength was nothing to compete with the bodyguard.
The bodyguard was unceremonious, lifted his leg, and kicked her shoulder, sending her back.
Yu Ya's back slammed violently against the wall behind her, almost knocking the wind out of her.
She clutched her chest, her face full of unwillingness.
But the bodyguard bent down, dusted off the nonexistent dirt on his shoes, and said, "Damn it, I just polished these shoes this morning, now they're dirty again."
With that, he turned and left.
The heavy door was shut tight from the outside.
Yu Ya could no longer hold it back, clutching at her clothes' chest, she began to sob.
She had lived a pampered life, never thinking she would have a day like this, being so abused by a lousy bodyguard.
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By the time Wen Kefan arrived, the plate in front of Yu Ya was empty.
She leaned against the wall behind her, her gaze involuntarily dazed.
