"Mom, help me, please help..."
A sudden wail came from the room next door; it was Fang Zihao's voice.
Sun Ya was unreasonably beautiful. Fang Zihao was her son, so of course, he was good-looking too, always living a pampered life, enjoying every comfort. His fair skin and delicate features made him a classic pretty boy.
Such a pretty boy, in the eyes of those burly men who already fancied this sort of thing and had taken drugs, was a rare delicacy. He was quickly stripped and pounced upon.
Pain and humiliation made him scream and wail hoarsely, just like the beautiful women he had forcibly humiliated in the past, loudly crying out for help.
Sun Ya heard everything clearly, and knowing her precious son's plight, her heart ached.
She wanted to rush to save him but suddenly her ample hips were assaulted, a surge of sharp pain struck as Xu Qianli slapped her hard.
