Her feelings towards Beitang Yao could truly be described with the word terror!
Beitang Yao furrowed his brows. After doing such a thing, he actually had to curb his desires while facing her naked form. He draped his suit over her body, then grabbed her delicate hand, prying open each finger. The splotches of blood in her palm made him frown involuntarily.
He knew she was holding his ring in her palm, but her hand was a bloody mess, making his heart tremble.
When he finally opened her hand, a bloodstained diamond ring appeared before Beitang Yao. Her trembling hand shook within his palm. Looking at her pale little face, his breath hitched.
"Young Master, this is your ring. I retrieved it for you," she said with a trembling voice, her eyes heating up. She knew the Young Master would never casually discard her things, and what he threw away was his own.
How could she let the Young Master pay such a price? No matter what, she had to retrieve the diamond ring he threw away.
