The several servants were helpless and could only let Fang Chixia kneel on the ground.
Cracking snaps soon ensued inside the room.
The Luo’s family law was established a long time ago, but in fact, no descendants had ever tasted such suffering, and Fang Chi Xia was the first.
The board used was made of wood. Fang Chixia was originally very uncomfortable these two days, so when the first board went down, the pain made her brow twist. All the senses in her body went numb and her face turned deadly white.
The servants of the Luo family were actually very nice, especially the butler.
Looking at her pained, he actually couldn’t bear to look, let alone punishing her.
However, Luo Yi was still nearby so he had no other choice. He could only gesture to the servants to continue, and winked at a servant to go get Luo Yibei.
Luo Yibei was walking towards the villa with Su Ran when he received the news.
Hearing the servant’s report, he blanched, and regardless of the presence beside him, he quickly hurried towards Luo Yi’s villa.
By the time he arrived, Fang Chixia had already taken eight hits.
Each hit from the eight strokes under two male servant’s hands was painful enough to blur her consciousness. Her palm-sized face was now bloodless.
“What are you doing?” Luo Yibei ran in a few strides and pushed the two servants aside flanking her. In his panic, he picked up Fang Chixia who was lying on the ground, “What happened?”
“Great Grandma’s vase fell, and Great-grandpa was determined that I broke it.” Fang Chixia did not know what was wrong with her at this time, but when she saw him, her eyes were sore and she suddenly wanted to cry.
Luo Yibei was aware of how important that vase was to Luo Yi. His heart tightened a bit as he listened to the first half of her sentence, and then his face sank in the second half.
His eyes first swept over her beaten backside, and then looked at her miserable white little face. Luo Yibei felt a piercing pain, as if his heart had been cut open, he asked softly, “How did it happen?”
“I don’t know…….” Fang Chixia’s face was blank and her voice somewhat choked.
This was her biggest grievance. Things have evolved to this point, and she suffered such bitterness, but she couldn’t even come up with an explanation.
“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Her hoarse reply disturbed Luo Yibei, so he held her and softly coaxed.
“Luo Yibei, it wasn’t me, I really didn’t, do you believe me?” Fang Chixia’s eyes flickered with tears while her hands tugged at his clothes as if tugging on the only lifesaving grass.
“I believe, I believe whatever you say, don’t cry,” Luo Yibei wiped away the tears hanging in the corner of the eyes. Regardless of Luo Yi still present, he hugged Fang Chixia and patted her back soothingly one after another, exposing his tenderness towards her unknowingly.
Fang Chixia nestled in his arms and cried like a child who had been wronged.
Luo Yi didn’t move watching them, his brow furrowed.
Su Ran, who came step by step from the garden, looked motionless at this scene from a distance. THUD – she felt something in her heart sink to the bottom of a valley.
Fang Chixia’s emotions were somewhat unstable. Although her life before had not been so carefree, at least she had not suffered such a great deal of violence.
The thing she was most aggrieved about was that she couldn’t even come up with a single argument to defend herself!
Luo Yibei kept on consoling her, waiting until she calmed down a bit, before pulling her up to her feet.