Xia Ning was frightened when she felt his hand pull her nightgown. She took a step backwards. But he cornered her.
"Qiao Yu!" Xia Ning looked at the man before her and said with gritted teeth, "Are you violating me?"
The night was dark, the room silent and the air stagnant.
Qiao Yu stopped to hold her head. He suddenly pressed his head against hers, kept silent for a long time, and then said, "I would rather be a villain like I was years ago than see you with another man! Do you know that I hate you very much sometimes?!"
In the darkness, the man's breath was hoarse, seeming to suppress something.
Looking up towards the top of her head with a flash of pain in her eyes, Xia Ning pursed up her lips without a word.
