She struggled with all her might and said coldly, "Leng Yixiu, take your hand off me!"
In response, the man laughed sarcastically, "What, you can't even stand this little touch? It seems it's time to remind you of your current identity."
Before Lin Yixun could fully grasp the meaning of his words, she was scooped up by the man. With a bang, the master bedroom door was kicked open by him, and Lin Yixun felt her body suddenly become light, then heavily fall onto the large bed.
The man's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Lin Yixun, angering me now will do you no good."
"Good?" Lin Yixun laughed bitterly, "I'm already lying here at your mercy, can there be anything worse than this?"
"Being trampled? Being with me means being trampled for you?" Lin Yixun's words completely enraged Leng Yixiu. He suddenly leaned close to her, forcefully gripping her jaw, and said through gritted teeth, "Lin Yixun, what if that person were Ouyang Hao?"
