Hao Jiayi's entire body suddenly stiffened on the spot, but she quickly came to her senses and began to struggle again.
If Xiao Mo sent someone to test her, she was as good as dead.
"Don't be nervous, we have a common enemy," the other person said persuasively, slowly releasing their grasp. "Xiao Mo won't come tonight, nor will he harm you, let alone use the things in his secret room against you."
Hearing the words "secret room," Hao Jiayi shuddered uncontrollably.
She looked at the person opposite her in shock, seemingly unable to understand how she knew about these things.
That particular inclination, Xiao Mo had concealed it very well, hadn't he?
Feng Jiyue had people investigate Xiao Mo before but never discovered this particular leaning of his.
So how did this woman know?
The woman across from her curved her lips and gently pulled open her collar, revealing the scars on her back, "He treated me the same way, so I understand you."
Hearing this, Hao Jiayi's pupils shook.
