Pinned down by both arms, Miss Tang felt like the two brawny men were gripping her with iron pincers. The skin she had scraped when she first fell was stinging, and now her very bones felt as though they were being crushed.
Miss Tang’s small face turned deathly pale from the pain, making her look pitiful, but the two men lacked even a shred of pity. They continued to hold her down with brute force, utterly indifferent to her suffering.
"Let’s see if you dare to be sharp-tongued now! Just hoist her into the bridal sedan. Once this is done, Young Master Mai won’t be stingy with our silver. We’ll be rich!" Matchmaker Ma laughed wildly. She could practically feel the silver in her pockets, and visions of a life of leisure danced before her eyes. She felt lightheaded, entirely unable to resist the lure of the reward. "Hurry it up, you two! Don't ruin this auspicious moment, or you’ll be sorry." Matchmaker Ma postured and threatened, though in truth, she was not the one in charge.
Chapter 274