Tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes.

Her innocence is gone.

She gave her virginity to a stranger.

That feeling of confusion and helplessness, that indescribable sadness in my heart.

But she didn't blame the man.

Because, after all, it was she who took the initiative to ask him for help yesterday.

But that man took her several times last night.

Now her entire body is covered with the ambiguous marks he left on her.

It looked utterly appalling.

Tang Xingmi wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

I threw off the covers and got up, enduring the pain.

She was alone in the room.

I figured that man had probably left a long time ago.

She was barefoot, standing on the ground, her eyes searching for her clothes.

The target was found in front of a round table; the torn dress lay alone on the ground.

Her brow furrowed slightly.

It's simply impossible to wear it anymore.

I glanced up and saw a white dress on the purple sofa to my left.

It is very conspicuous.

Did he put this there?

Tang Xingmi muttered to herself, filled with doubt, and walked around the table barefoot.

She walked up to the sofa, bent down, and picked up the dress.

When held in the hand, the fabric feels incredibly soft and silky.

She spread her arms and looked up, and a white square-neck long dress came into view.

She glanced back at the tattered blue floral dress lying on the ground.

He shook his head helplessly; it seemed he had no choice but to wear this.

She changed into her dress.

The dress is very pretty and the size is perfect.

It looked as if it was custom-made for her when she wore it.

This dress was specially purchased by Fu Xiaohan at the request of the hotel manager this morning.

Last night, he couldn't control the lust in his body and was a bit rough with the girl.

They ripped that girl's skirt to shreds.

It can no longer be worn.

He then instructed someone to buy this dress specifically for her.

I changed into a dress and put on white sneakers.

Tang Xingmi left the hotel without looking back.

And the 100 million yuan check left by Fu Xiaohan, and his business card.

Unfortunately, before Tang Xingmi woke up, she was blown under the bed by a gust of wind.

Lying alone under the bed, unnoticed by anyone.

On the other side...

Fu Xiaohan rushed back to the Fu family's old residence.

He parked his car and ran into the lobby.

Anxiously, he asked the housekeeper, "How is Grandpa now?"

The butler followed behind him, busy reporting on Old Master Fu's health condition.

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaohan quickened his pace, his brows furrowed, and asked the butler in a cold voice, "Why did you suddenly faint?"

Grandpa has always been in good health.

This morning, his assistant came to the hotel and told him that the old man had fainted.

Fu Xiaohan's heart was in his throat.

Worried, I rushed back.

When the butler saw his young master, his handsome face was frighteningly cold.

A shiver ran through my body, and my back was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Fu Xiaohan arrived at the lobby on the first floor and ran into Old Master Fu's bedroom.

The old man was helped to sit up by the maid and leaned against the headboard, his face somewhat pale.

When Fu Xiaohan entered the bedroom, the servants all bowed respectfully to greet their young master.

He looked up and saw his grandfather, his eyes filled with worry, and went straight to the bedside.

The maid voluntarily left the room.

"Grandpa, how are you? Is there anything still bothering you?"

Fu Xiaohan held his grandfather's hand, his eyes reddening, his heart filled with worry.

The old man leaned against the headboard and gently patted the back of his hand.

He joked with him, "You brat, why are you crying? Grandpa's still here. Don't cry. You're a grown man, why are you still crying?"

His grandfather was his only relative in the world.

He grew up relying on his grandfather.

His grandfather was his life.

He really didn't know what to do if anything happened to his grandfather.

Upon seeing his grandfather, even the fearless head of the Fu family had tears in his eyes.

The old man tried to get up, lifting the blanket. "It's alright, I'm fine, really fine."

Fu Xiaohan covered him up again, saying, "Grandpa, be a good boy and lie down."

He was still worried, so he called Dr. Liang to give the old man a thorough examination.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, the old man's dizziness is caused by low blood sugar."

Fu Xiaohan stood by the bed and glanced at his somewhat mischievous grandfather.

"Low blood sugar? Grandpa, did you skip meals again?"

The old man was caught off guard. Like a child who had made a mistake, he hung his head and remained silent.

Fu Xiaohan pursed his lips and looked at his grandfather helplessly.

This morning, the old man went to exercise without eating breakfast, and then he fainted.

Dr. Liang stood by the bedside and carefully instructed, "Sir, you still need to eat breakfast on time."

"Breakfast is a very important meal of the day. If you don't eat on time, it can lead to low blood sugar, which can cause dizziness."

The old man said politely to Dr. Liang, "I understand, thank you for your help, Dr. Liang."

"You're too kind. Please get some rest, I won't bother you any longer."

Fu Xiaohan saw Dr. Liang off.

Only after learning that his grandfather was alright did Fu Xiaohan's tightly furrowed brows relax.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Aunt Wen carried the cooked porridge towards the old man's bedroom.

"Aunt Wen, give it to me."

Standing at the door, Fu Xiaohan reached out and took the steaming bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.

Aunt Wen hurriedly reminded him, "Young master, be careful not to burn yourself."

Fu Xiaohan gave a soft "hmm" and carried the porridge into the bedroom.

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Tang Xingmi returned home and stood at the door.

I haven't even stepped inside yet.

She paused slightly as she overheard the conversation in the living room.

"Mom, that's my favorite dress! How could you let her wear it!"

Cousin Liu Yuexi sat on the living room sofa, venting her dissatisfaction to Yang Xueping with a displeased expression.

That blue floral dress was her favorite.

Giving it to that wretched girl Tang Xingmi is such a waste.

“We have 160,000 yuan now, there’s no way we can’t buy a dress. Mom will buy you an even better and more expensive one later.”

Yang Xueping took out a check from her pocket and sat down next to her.

Liu Yuexi saw the check and took it, her eyes widening as she looked at the number on it.

"Mom, it really is 160,000!"

It was the first time she had ever seen so much money.

Yang Xueping patiently coaxed her precious daughter.

"Her clothes are awful. If she weren't dressed up nicely, why would Manager Wang have taken a liking to her?"

"Then we won't get the money."

Liu Yuexi looked at Yang Xueping with concern and asked, "Mom, was she really......"

She saw with her own eyes that Tang Xingmi drank the tea that she had drugged, so there shouldn't be any mistake.

"Um."

Yang Xueping nodded to Liu Yuexi in affirmation.

"Once we withdraw the money, we'll give 88,000 to your brother to get married, and the rest will be yours."

"When the time comes, Xixi can buy whatever she wants, and you can make all the decisions."

"Mom, you're so kind, thank you, Mom."

Liu Yuexi hugged Yang Xueping and kissed her, feeling extremely happy.

Tang Xingmi, standing at the doorway, overheard the conversation inside.

It felt like a sharp stab to my heart.

It's the height of summer in June, but her body feels like it's in an ice cave.

Their words chilled her to the bone.

It turns out that all the kindness I showed her yesterday was an act.

The purpose was to sell her to someone else.

The profit was 160,000.

Why?

Why treat her like this?

Even if you don't like her or hate her.

There's no need to be so heartless, treating her like a commodity to be sold to someone else.

How could they be so heartless!

They completely disregarded any sense of family ties.

They actually drugged her.

However, the person who administered the drug was his own aunt.

Tang Xingmi felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out with a knife.

Silent tears streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto the cold floor.

Her eyes were cold as she clenched her fists, pushed open the door, and went inside.