Even though he had anticipated all sorts of consequences, when Lu Zhanbei actually saw it, he still felt his blood boiling.
Inside the oversized men's coat, the only thing visible was a seamless skin-colored underwear set. Her shirt was already torn and tattered, messily tucked inside her clothes.
On her collarbone, there were even clearly visible... purple marks...
Just one glance, and the blood in Lu Zhanbei's body seemed to half-freeze: "Did they do this?"
Gu Qianqian, knowing what Lu Zhanbei had discovered, embarrassingly grabbed back the coat to cover her body again, then hurriedly explained, "It's just... just the clothes got messed up, nothing else happened..."
Lu Zhanbei: "..."
Calling this nothing?
He didn't speak, but the chill emanating from him made Gu Qianqian's breathing become labored. Afraid he would misunderstand, she quickly reached out to hold his head tightly: "Lu Zhanbei, I'm really okay..."
