The pretty woman, who was still pulling on Lin Miaoke's hair, was suddenly knocked aside by a charging Wang Yiben. Infuriated, she would have been sent crashing to the ground if not for her solid footing.
Weeping, Lin Miaoke straightened her hair and her dress, which had been ripped open on one side. The two slaps she had just received had left her in a daze, but now that she had recovered, she could hardly start a vicious brawl with Wang Yiben's wife right in front of him. Instead, she had no choice but to continue putting on a pitiful act, her tear-filled eyes gazing at Wang Yiben as if he were a descending deity.
Tear-drenched and trembling, Lin Miaoke looked like a narcissus battered by a freezing storm. Her heart-wrenching appearance made Wang Yiben instinctively want to step forward, pull her into his arms, and gently soothe her.
Chapter 34