te, the door to the inner room creaked open. The middle-aged man who had been purchasing paintings emerged."I didn't expect that Teacher Yan Mo had another identity, a master of sound. The middle-aged...“Ever since Ou Yan came back to this house, how much have you suffered What's wrong with venting to your friends How precious is that Ou Yan Can she die if she gets scolded a few times” Zhang Ma said this, and couldn't help but ask, “You haven't said what happened to these injuries on your body Why are they so serious”

Li Yushasha again recounted how she had been bullied by Li Qianqian at her birthday party and beaten up when she returned home, chasing the car to seek forgiveness from her parents but accidentally falling down in the process...

Zhang Ma's eyes turned red with sympathy. "Ms. Yu Sha, what did you do wrong Why are they treating you like this..."

Seeing Zhang Ma's tear-stained back covered in scars, she sadly asked, "You haven't told me yet, what happened to all these wounds on your body"

When Zhang Ma could no longer keep it a secret, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "I went out to take the trash tonight and was suddenly beaten up. I was thrown into the trash pile and only managed to crawl out after a long while..."

Just thinking about it makes Zhang Ma feel sick to her stomach.

That's an open dump, and the residents nearby just throw their trash there. The cleaning truck only comes to pick it up the next morning.

The stench of all those disgusting smells made her retch frequently... that Li Yuanfu bought at an auction a year ago. At the time, he just thought it was too beautiful and spent one hundred million to buy it. It's been hanging on the wall in his living room ever since....