Numerous days filled with warm affection could not influence a cold-hearted person like her.
"Run away to where?" Yuan Xuan's voice was hoarse. His large hands lifted her chin while his eyes were tinged with rage. "Do you dislike your status as Mrs Yuan so much? Were you prepared to submissively hand it over to someone else anytime?"
Mu Chenyan was suddenly out of breath. She pressed against his chest to prevent him from approaching. She persistently wanted to turn her little face toward one side but he was controlling her lower jaw...
"Answer me!"
"I don't know!"
"You're being so stubborn!" Yuan Xuan was in a bad mood.
"This is normal!" Mu Chenyan was unwilling to give in either.
They took turns one sentence at a time until Yuan Xuan's pent-up anger reached the top of his head.
"I'll have to properly discipline you and your sharp tongue!"
