Seeing her trying her best to endure, Lin Xiang instinctively wanted to curse out loud.
But she held back and asked Yang Lihua in the softest voice, "What… what did he do to you?"
Yang Lihua touched her lips with the pad of her finger, "He… he forcefully touched… my lips. He also… tried to put his hand into my clothes… but I fought back and he didn't succeed."
Perhaps because she found it too difficult to talk about, Yang Lihua spoke intermittently.
Lin Xiang had already started rolling up her sleeves, "Calling him a scumbag was spot on. Not only does he mooch off others, but he also wants to use brute force? If we don't teach him a good lesson today, he'll really think all girls are easy to bully!"
Lin Xiang knew how much importance women placed on their reputation during this era.
Even though her soul was from the future, Lin Xiang wouldn't think that being forcibly kissed and touched wasn't a big deal.
