Around the corner ahead, a woman could be seen, crouching with her head in her arms.
Her face was buried in the crook of her arm, crying in a suppressed way, intermittently, looking utterly desperate.
Hu Xibing hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to go over or not.
After a struggle with himself, he still walked over.
After all, he didn't know if the other party needed help, and if he could help, he thought he might as well do so.
"Miss, what happened? Do you need help?"
The woman, as if frightened, suddenly looked up.
"Is that you?"
Hu Xibing was also startled.
It was Yu Chunyu!
Even though one side of her face was red and swollen, and her eyes were cried out like two walnuts, Hu Xibing still recognized her because Yu Chunyu had once clung to him for a while, showing up in the teahouse every day, so he could still make her out.
At this moment, Yu Chunyu felt her world had completely collapsed.
She had been defiled by that scum, Chiang Baohe!