Wen Wan's first instinct was to turn and run, but in the end, Little Red Riding Hood still couldn't escape the clutches of the big bad wolf.
Afterward, the woman sat on the bed, wrapped in a sheet, staring as the man bathed, dressed, and left the resting room.
Her clothes had been ruined by him, her body covered in marks he made; how was she supposed to go out like this! And it seemed the man had no intention whatsoever of helping her! She didn't have her phone on her either.
Left with no other choice, she finally pulled a shirt from his closet and put it on. The shirt was so large that it looked more like a nightgown on her.
Wen Wan left just like that. As someone was making a call and heard the noise, they glanced at the woman, their dark pupils dilating in an instant, their gaze lingering on the woman's small face for no more than two seconds before slowly drifting down, scanning back and forth a couple times, and then hanging up the call.
