He saw a pink-coloured bedroom of a young girl, where Lin Xiuwen was standing in a very strange condition. His upper part of the body was bare, his whole body’s skin was rising red, he was constantly making a sound like a general roar of a wild beast, while pushing a young girl to the corner. This young lady, wasn’t she Lin Shiqing’s best friend, the young proprietress of Qi Qi Cafe, Xiao Qi of Xiao Clan?
But right now, Xiao Qi’s originally brightly glowing and lovely face was clouded by the two obvious bloodstains and her snow white nightgown was totally ragged. Holding high-heeled shoes in her hands, she was continuously pounding towards Lin Xiuwen, as if she was trying to kick him out.