Although Hua Fu tidied up a bit, it's clear that things are still very bad.
"Weren't you at the hotel?" Dang Yang frowned and asked.
"We woke up at midnight in the bar and couldn't sleep, so we went out to have fun... Who knew..." Le Xi's voice was filled with guilt and regret.
Hua Fu looked, her expression unchanged, but sneered coldly in her heart.
Ha...
Pretending.
An appearance that seemed sad for her, but in reality had been gloating long ago.
Dang Yang frowned, now that things have happened, being angry won't change anything. He took a deep breath, looked at Hua Fu: "What do you plan to do?"
Under the dim light of the alley, Hua Fu's clothes were seen to be torn, and there were marks on her shoulder and mouth, likely from resisting during the assault and being beaten by the aggressor.
Dang Yang felt a ball of anger, the rage resonating in his chest. As a righteous man, he hated such violence against women the most.
