That night, Yang Shan could be said to have walked through the gates of hell.
She never expected that the man she had schemed so hard to marry would one day lay a heavy hand on her.
He smashed her head against the wall, the cabinet, the sofa.
Once a lady of endless glory, she was suddenly reduced to someone worse off than a street beggar. She begged him to let her go, but her pleas only fueled Jiang Lin's vicious desire.
This man unleashed his fury on her with punches and kicks.
He seemed determined to use all the skills he had learned in his life on her, while those in the house who once respected her disappeared after a few token attempts to intervene. They turned a blind eye to this violent beating, allowing Jiang Lin to vent his rage on her.
Allowing her face to be drenched in blood.
This beating did not stop until Jiang Lin was exhausted.
