A solemn and grave shrine.
Xiaoye Liangzi wore a pure, immaculate white purity, her delicate face shy and smiling.
She felt she had found lifelong happiness and a lifelong support.
Unfortunately, this marriage was not as beautiful as she imagined.
"Slap!"
A loud slap rang out.
Xiaoye Liangzi covered her cheek, collapsing to the ground.
She looked at the drunken figure in front of her, her eyes filled with fear.
Obscene words kept coming through.
"You filthy bitch, you were peeping at that Great Xia Person this morning as if I wouldn't notice?"
Xiaoye Liangzi didn't dare to resist, as that would invite more brutal violence.
She had once cried to her mother, but only received words of urging patience in return.
"Yasuda has a very decent job; he's a senior staffer in a trading company stationed in Great Xia, with a good income..."
The worst part was that here, in the unfamiliar Great Xia, she didn't even have the chance to seek solace from family and friends.
