C21 Humiliation in the Forest

Outside the banquet hall, Feng Chuchu shook Si Yeqing's hand away and rubbed his swollen wrist. The pain and the cold wind on her body let her know that this was not a dream. It was a real thing. Si Yeqing was like a cold face black god, staring at her with his eyes. It was as if she had done something that would make her a sinner of all ages