"Who do you think this is?"
As soon as Old Mr. Gong's voice fell, the bodyguard escorted Liu He into the room.
Liu He was pushed to the edge of the bed, and Lin Zhiyi hurriedly got out of bed to help her up.
Before the two could stabilize, Wen Qing charged over and yanked open Liu He's collar.
"Look, this is our Second Madam, still bearing the marks of another man, no wonder she hides; I wouldn't have the face to show myself either."
Liu He struggled fiercely, but as her wounds had just healed, she was no match for Wen Qing.
It was Lin Zhiyi who helped her pull the collar back and fastened it again.
Humiliation was written all over Liu He's face, her eyes red with tears, "Wen Qing, you've gone too far."
Wen Qing scoffed, "I've gone too far? I wouldn't go looking for a young man. Can you deny that this isn't you in the photo?"
She said, holding up the embarrassing photo.
Liu He glanced at it and bit her lip hard, unable to retort.