Jade Yumo was under the control of Wang Xiaoqiang. Whether it was her physical body or soul and spirit, Wang Xiaoqiang had her firmly in his grasp. At this moment, she was like a lamb waiting for slaughter in Wang Xiaoqiang's hands, completely unable to resist whatever he intended for her.
Wang Xiaoqiang placed Jade Yumo on the dignified and sacred soft couch. Realizing his malicious intentions, Jade Yumo struggled desperately.
Wang Xiaoqiang extended his right hand toward her, and with a grasping motion, there was an instant explosion as her entire robe burst apart, transforming into strips and fluttering like butterflies. Beneath, her body lay exposed, exuding a certain alluring beauty tinged with poignant tragedy…
Subsequently, beneath Wang Xiaoqiang, even amidst intense resistance, Jade Yumo transformed into a woman. She shed two lines of clear tears, her eyes vacant, her expression a mix of sorrow and despair, as if her heart had turned to ashes.
