A flash of malice crossed Yao Anjing's eyes, but she could only endure it and play along, "Yes, I'm your Zhenzhen, aren't you feeling terrible?"

Qi Yijuan suddenly pounced on him, and the person beneath him obeyed him, letting him do as he pleased.

wrong!

It's not Qiao Zhen!

Qi Yijuan threw Yao Anjing aside with all his might, then trembled and shrank back into the corner, "You're not... you're not, get out... stay away from me."

Yao Anjing's face turned deathly pale. Even with Qi Yijuan in this state, and her completely naked, Qi Yijuan still refused to touch her. There was no greater humiliation than this. "If I'm not, then who is? Qi Yijuan, whether you want me or not, I, Yao Anjing, am yours today."

No matter how Qi Yijuan huddled in the corner, he looked like a violent yet powerless wild beast. He appeared fierce, but in reality, he could only let others touch him.

Unable to bear the humiliation, Yao Anjing forcefully pulled Qi Yijuan away, stripping him of his suit jacket. Looking down at the frail Qi Yijuan, her long, slender fingers slid down his chest through his shirt. "So what if you're married? You're cheating on me now."

The words "cheating" seared into Qi Yijuan's nerves.

He tried to break free from Yao Anjing's grasp, but he had no strength. His vision blurred a few times, and then he completely fainted.

Yao Anjing smiled smugly, and then proceeded to strip Qi Yijuan of all his clothes. Just as she was playing with the little boy, completely captivated—

"Bang!"

Qiao Zhen kicked open the door and stormed in, shoving aside the naked Yao Anjing. "I'll curse your ancestors for eighteen generations! You shameless piece of trash! You're something no one would want even if you were naked!"

She was quite scathing in her rebuke: "You act all high and mighty like a lady, but inside you're pitch black. You have no shame whatsoever. Do you think you're a prostitute in a brothel? Clinging to married men like that!"