Chapter 13 An Qingshan Has Malicious Intentions

• Seeing how impatient An Qingshan was acting, one would think An Xiaoxiao was a piece of trash he could not wait to throw out.
• An Xiaoxiao had slumped against the dining table, her body weak.
• Her thought processes were gradually slowing but even so she was still aware of what was happening.
• They had drugged her with the intention to send her off to someone.
• Despite how hot her body was burning, her heart felt like it had been dipped in cold water.
• The sound of footsteps neared her.
• She lifted her head slowly and was able to lock her blurry vision on her father.
• “Quickly, quickly! Send her to the Palace Hotel and deliver her up to Mr. He's suite. Keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't escape, got it?”
• She had heard everything.
• Sensing her father's impatience and the eagerness in his words, An Xiaoxiao felt her heart breaking.
• She was like a helpless child. She wanted to ask him why, why her own father would do this to her.
• But nobody answered her.
• She was lifted into a strong pair of arms and taken outside as her father kept urging, “Hurry, hurry!”
• An Xiaoxiao turned her head back and looked at An Qingshan. She could see the excitement on his face.
• Unable to hold back her tears, they flowed down her cheeks.
• But An Qingshan had not seen a thing. All he knew was that as long as An Xiaoxiao was delivered to Mr. He, their business deal would be settled. Not only that, he would receive a huge sum of money as bride price.
• This would be his repayment for taking care of her for all these years.
• At the Palace Hotel, a group of men had dumped An Xiaoxiao on the bed and left.
• They all knew that with their departure, the girl was condemned to hell. But they did not care.
• An Xiaoxiao tried with all her might to get up from the bed but she just did not have the energy to.
• She was scared, terribly frightened. Refusing to cry, she bit down on her lip harshly for she really did not know how much longer she could hold on like that.
• Her vision was getting blurrier and blurrier.
• Her body was getting hotter and hotter.
• At that moment, the bathroom door opened and a middle-aged man stepped out in a bathrobe.
• The man was bald and his huge beer belly strained against his garment.
• This was Mr. He, her future husband.
• Mr. He had just finished his shower and had even taken a pill in preparation for this night. He was beyond excited now.
• Seeing the beautiful and supple girl laid out on the bed for him, Mr. He rubbed his hands gleefully. A perverted smile stretched across his oily face, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth. “Little darling, I'm coming. Hehehe.”
• An Xiaoxiao could only hear a loud droning sound in her ears.
• Suddenly, it felt like a mountain had pressed down on her.
• The heavy weight had An Xiaoxiao's eyes popping open and she stared in shock at the oily, perverted face before her.
• In the next second, she started to struggle violently as she screamed as loud as she could, “Let go of me! Someone help me! Help me!”
• “It's no use.” The smug smile on Mr. He's face deepened. “Little darling, even if you scream yourself hoarse, nobody will come to save you.”