Xiao Yuchuan looked in through the window and saw Su Qingyue still sitting in the chair by the tables, calm and unruffled, as if it had nothing to do with her. He softly muttered two words, "Justice..."
Qingyi thought the Valley Master was moved, and continued, "Valley Master, to be honest with you, slave is someone who cares about face. It is impossible for slave to ask Young Master Su for help without any reason. The truth is that he previously..."
"What happened previously?" Xiao Yuchuan was interested.
"He encountered slave a few times before, and not only spoke indecently, but once, he also... also..." She looked as if she dared not continue.
"Also what?"
Wei Qingyi's eyes dropped tears, "Young Master Su groped slave's buttocks, and almost raped slave..."
Xiao Yuchuan had just picked up a cup of tea to drink, and the tea he had just swallowed sprayed out, accidentally choking himself, "Cough, cough, cough... cough, cough..."
