In the car... handle her?
Mi Yao's delicate face instantly flushed with redness. Had he gone mad? They were by the seaside, surrounded by people. As he swept her up horizontally, she could see many stealthy glances directed their way. If he did anything to her in the car... what would the people outside think?
The man strode swiftly, reaching the stretched luxury car in a few large steps. Vice Officer Li respectfully opened the back door, and she was tossed inside by the man.
Huai Fu Yueming bent over to enter and instructed, "Vice Officer Li, stand guard here. Don't allow anyone to come close."
"Yes."
...
Inside the luxurious car, Mi Yao was thrown onto the soft sofa. As she tried to get up, the man firmly grabbed her slender wrist and pinned her back down.
He fiercely sealed her lips with his.
His kiss was forceful, like a raging storm, seemingly intent on punishing her.
