Chapter 382 Regretting Furniture Store (1)_1
Li Feng’e saw her loosen her grip but still didn’t feel satisfied, so she fiercely pulled again before finally letting go of the woman’s hair. While straightening her own disheveled hair, she sneered, "Say what? Don’t you know?"
Seeing Lady Ma’s bewildered and slightly fearful expression, Li Feng’e felt utterly content. She curved her lips into a smile and said, "That’s true. With such a shameful matter, how could your man tell you? Ah, but I do pity my nephew, not even twenty years old, never had a taste of what a woman feels like, only to be... tsk tsk, mangled by a bunch of foul, filthy bastards. No wonder he became so foolish and simpleminded, anyone would be unable to bear it!"
Foul and filthy bastards, violated, not even twenty years old.
Lady Ma’s ears rang with these unbearable words, and her mind involuntarily started to conjure up images of Yong Le in prison, surrounded by seven or eight dirty, stinking men, some brutally pinning his arms, others savagely pulling at his injured left leg, and others still, performing unspeakable acts upon his body.
Lady Ma let out a heart-wrenching scream, her eyes almost bursting with horror, as she rushed back into the room. She embraced her young son who had just fallen asleep on the kang bed and burst into anguished tears.
Li Feng’e coldly curled her lips, casting a disdainful glance at the grubby trousers on the ground. She picked up one of her sons and meticulously cleaned the dirt from his face before holding him and entering her own room.
In the kitchen corner, Lady Yang was shocked as she pondered the conversation between the two daughters-in-law, her heart twinging with pain. Lin Yongle was someone she had cherished and raised from a young age. She had never imagined he would suffer such an ordeal.