Every time this man appears, he does so with a stranglehold on her throat, forcing her into a corner before he's willing to let go.
"What exactly do you want?"
"Getting anxious already? Afraid that I'll threaten you with the photos to make you come back to me?" Dan Hanjie cocked her chin upward, pinching it lightly between his fingers, seeing through her fear at a glance.
"..."
Qin Youxuan's body stiffened, trying to turn her head away, but he didn't release her chin.
"Once a week, I agree," Dan Hanjie suddenly spoke, his thin lips approaching her cheek, his warm breath skimming her face, "but I want you."
"..."
"We are husband and wife, we should maintain certain aspects of our life together even if we're separated, don't you think?" Dan Hanjie gazed down at her with a chilling haughtiness, waiting for Qin Youxuan's reaction.
He said she could go, but didn't say he would let go.
"In your dreams!"
Qin Youxuan, as if electrocuted, swatted his hand away.
