"Just drink it obediently and everything will be fine. Don't make me feed you like this again next time."
"I won't drink it!" Mo Lan forcefully pushed him away, wiping her lips in disgust.
"Qi Ruigang, I'm telling you, even if I drink Chinese medicine for a lifetime, you still won't get your wish! I hate you, I despise you from the bottom of my heart. Seeing you makes me as nauseous as seeing a filthy rat. In this life, don't think you can change me!"
Qi Ruigang's face turned a livid blue, his eyes menacing and frightening.
The surrounding servants took a few steps back, afraid of getting caught in his wrath.
Mo Lan let out a cold laugh and turned to leave.
"Stop right there!" Qi Ruigang's voice was cold and angry, "Mo Lan, don't force me to resort to measures against you!"
"..." Mo Lan stopped in her tracks.
