He went to tear at her clothes.
"Get away..." she struggled hard, a sharp, needle-like pain pricking her lower abdomen.
He Jiahang mistook her resistance for playing hard to get, and the metal buckle of his belt clattered harshly as he unfastened it. Suddenly, Li Susu felt a warm, uncontrollable gush of liquid soak through her pants, staining the sofa in a gruesome, spreading pool of blood.
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