Official Son-in-Law and the Beautiful Lady Fragrance

"Big sister, what's wrong?"

Unable to restrain his heartache and distress, Zhang Hongyang roared as he rushed into the bedroom door.

Deep down, he sensed that it had indeed happened, that Liu Zhizhong that bastard had taken advantage of his big sister, otherwise why would she be in such a state of despair!

But by this time, Zhang Qixiang had been awake for half an hour.

As soon as she woke up, she sensed something and violently tried to sit up.

But the immense soreness throughout her body felt like it had been torn apart; she couldn't muster any strength and the pain made her lie back down again. It hurt so much that the tears were about to come out.

Beside her, a piece of paper left by Liu Zhizhong had slid to the side, but she had felt it.

She felt utterly devastated, her blanket half-slipped off, revealing her trembling ample chest in the air, her lower body bare and painfully swollen, feeling as though it had been torn.

Zhang Qixiang stretched out her arm, feeling incredible soreness, she picked up the paper and began to read.

Reading it broke down Zhang Qixiang completely, she felt despair, rage, and had thoughts of murder while tears of regret flowed.

After finishing, Zhang Qixiang clenched her teeth in anger, even seeing the video on her phone, she couldn't believe how provocative she'd appeared and how helpless Liu Zhizhong had seemed. Ultimately, under the influence of alcohol, that lowlife took a huge advantage of her!

Especially the footage from the surveillance, clearly capturing their writhing figures on the bed, all that madness made her heart race and cheeks flush.

But clouded by the effects of the drugs, she couldn't recall any details, unable to relive it, consumed by pain throughout her body, even turning over was difficult.

She tore the paper into shreds, scattering it all over the room, even smashing her phone on the wooden floor in anger.

What a massive loss!

When had the eldest daughter of the Zhang Family ever suffered such a loss?

Liu Zhizhong, that vile beast, justified his actions leaving Zhang Qixiang well aware that this matter shouldn't be spread and must be kept secret!

Wasn't that just devouring her without taking any responsibility, just walking away scot-free and taking a huge advantage?

Zhang Qixiang took a while to gather some strength. Finally managing to rise from the bed, she calmed down somewhat.

She got out of bed to go clean herself.

Only then did she feel what true pain was, really painful!

After a painful bath wrapped in a towel, she returned to the bed, took the western medicine Liu Zhizhong had bought, and applied a suppository, feeling a cool relief, yet filled with hatred.

Liu Zhizhong, that scoundrel, had thought of everything, pretending to be tender but during the act, he was ruthlessly abusive.

But now, for the sake of her dignity and the Zhang Family's reputation, she really couldn't speak out.

If the word got out, how could she live?

She had to swallow the injustice, pretending nothing had happened.

So, the undergarments were no longer wearable; she had to burn them, flush them down the toilet.

Then, while still in a daze, wearing only a shirt and skirt, she cleaned up all the shredded paper around the room and flushed that away too. Was this destroying the evidence? Zhang Qixiang was filled with rage and pain.

Liu the Scoundrel had taken great advantage, even left a disgusting letter, and now she had to help destroy evidence.

Oh god, in front of the Zhang family heiress, what the hell was all this?

Her phone, although the screen was smashed, still worked.

After all this tidying up, the evidence was gone, and the emotional turmoil gradually calmed, but the hatred was profoundly deep.

Zhang Qixiang stood by the window of Villa No. 9, looking out over the entire Tianrun Villa, feeling that indescribable sense of humiliation creeping up again.

On her painstakingly managed territory, the first to fall in her carefully arranged villa was herself!

Who could understand this inner pain and bitterness?

So, she gripped her phone tightly, her roar filled with anger: "Liu Zhizhong you son of a bitch, I will never forgive you! I swear I'll kill you! Kill you!!"

Just then, wasn't Zhang Hongyang coming towards the door from not too far away?

He was quite close, heard everything clearly, and just charged directly into the bedroom, didn't he?

But as he looked around, huh?

His big sister, Zhang Qixiang, was neatly dressed, her back to him, standing by the window merely trembling.

Instinctively, Zhang Hongyang roared out, "Sis! Did that bastard Liu Zhizhong take advantage of you last night? Did he?!"

His voice was hoarse, his throat nearly breaking.

Zhang Hongyang, his head flooded with rage, had imagined too much!

Zhang Qixiang turned around abruptly, her face flushed, her mind swiftly shifting gears, glaring at her brother: "What are you doing? Bursting in without knocking, trying to scare me to death? What are you yelling about so early in the morning? Do you wish that Liu Zhizhong had taken advantage of your sister? Do I look like I was taken advantage of?"

"Uh... uh..."

Zhang Hongyang, scolded and stunned, was overwhelmed by the shadow he'd always lived under his sister, not knowing what to say anymore…