"Yes, I despise you."
"I—"
Shen Lin opened his mouth to speak, but the words stopped on his lips, uncertain how to articulate them.
In the end, he turned away in anger, slightly gritting his teeth.
"Li Zaijun! You're something else! Really something!"
He could actually say such a thing.
"What, you dare to do it but can't bear people talking about it!? You're just not self-respecting! You don't know how to love yourself!" She said relentlessly, tears in her eyes, without a trace of politeness.
Hearing this, Shen Lin felt his temples throb with anger.
In a final act of frustration, he forcefully pinned her down and bit her neck.
Just when her voice almost went hoarse from shouting, she suddenly heard his heavy breathing in her ear, followed by, "You heartless little bastard, my first time was when you forced me."
He said this, as if finding it difficult to express or fearing she might hear clearly, he continued the punishment.
But even so, she still heard him.
