After the person was dragged away, Wang Yiben finally remembered Lin Miaoke, who was weeping bitterly from her beating. Instinctively, he crawled over and reached out a hand, wanting to check on her.
By this time, Lin Miaoke had already lost her mind. Her head was filled with images of that humiliation, and she had no idea what was happening now. Seeing a hand reach out toward her, she instinctively dodged away and screamed shrilly, "Don't touch me, don't touch me..."
Lin Miaoke, who had been glamorous just a second ago, was now in a truly wretched state. The clothes on her body were torn wide open, revealing a patch of snowy white skin on her chest, and her hair was yanked into a total mess, looking like a pile of straw dumped on her head. Her makeup was ruined as well, reds and whites smudged together like randomly splashed paint.
Chapter 37