Wu Bie, dressed in red, was beaten until blood dripped from his entire body, yet he couldn't stop Huai Yu from being locked up, showing that Wu Zhen was truly ruthless this time.
But she had always been that ruthless.
A strong wind started blowing tonight.
Wu Bie, like a tattered red cloth, was thrown into a corner of the residence, his clothes fluttering loudly in the wind.
It was unclear how much time had passed before he regained consciousness, slowly getting up from the ground.
Without Wu Zhen's permission, no one dared to take him back to his room nor treat his wounds.
Despite their blood relationship, Wu Zhen, despising his illegitimacy, had made him serve as a bodyguard for Huai Yu, a role he had held for nearly twenty years.
Although Wu Zhen did not treat him seriously, Huai Yu truly considered him a brother.
This time, Huai Yu, after a decade, was locked again in a small room, and Wu Bie was genuinely afraid that she couldn't endure it.
