Loh Cheng, after getting dressed, walked over, still catching his breath, "Young Master."
Only then did Luo Xiao turn around. Seeing Loh Cheng's youthful and handsome face covered with beads of sweat, he chuckled lightly without saying anything. As he brushed past Loh Cheng's shoulder, he glanced at Fu Qingshuang, who lay sprawling with legs apart, his gaze growing colder, "Take her away and clean her up."
"Yes, Young Master."
Standing behind, Loh Cheng was now entirely certain that Luo Xiao's marriage to Fu Qingshuang was absolutely forced...
Otherwise, who could bear to go to such lengths while fully aware?
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Tong Ran walked all the way back to the Imperial Dragon Mansion.
The distance from the Fu Corporation Building was considerable, moreover with the emotional turmoil from the wedding banquet, so by the time she reached the entrance, her legs were weak, her little face covered in a fine sweat, almost on the verge of collapsing.
