He scolded gently, a mix of indulgence and mockery, "What a stubborn woman." His warm fingertips caressed her soft cheek, "A woman like you really makes a man both love and hate you to the point of wanting to utterly destroy you."
Destruction implies conquest. A man as arrogant as him desires nothing more than to conquer a woman so stubborn and alluring.
Gu Jiayin did not want to engage in such an intimate act with him in front of so many people. Just as she was about to resist, his voice sounded by her ear, low and hoarse, seemingly flirtatious yet inherently a warning, "Provoking my displeasure now is not a wise choice."
Gu Jiayin, "..."
Indeed, not wise.
At this moment, if he saves her, she can ascend to the skies, but if he tramples her, she can only sink into the mud.
