Kicking the door open, when she saw everything inside, the fire in Gu Lingling's chest seemed to burn her whole being.
Zhao Si'en's hands were tied behind her back, her face swollen in a large patch — likely the handiwork of Guo Damao — and her clothes were somewhat disheveled.
Especially those large eyes, which now lacked their usual liveliness and were instead filled with fear, shock, and helplessness, like a bird with broken wings.
Gu Lingling seemed to see her past self once more.
Indeed, she had been naive, but if Lv Guodong hadn't violated her, how could she have eloped with him disregarding everything?
Wang Meili had all but brainwashed her, convincing her that apart from Lv Guodong, she could marry no one else in this life.
Besides, she had never thought about marrying anyone else.
Because at that time, even though Lv Guodong had forced himself on her, she still longed for the ridiculous warmth he had given her.
