She stopped short of telling him: 'Yes, I'm doing this on purpose. Whatcha gonna do 'bout it?'
Seeing as Yue Tingfeng still did not touch his chopsticks, Yan Qingsi asked again, "You don't like that one? How about…some sliced beef?"
Yan Qingsi took a few slices and gave it to him. His stomach churned at the sight of the food, but his expression gave nothing away.
She was not about to let him off the hook just yet. If Yue Tingfeng still did not touch his chopsticks, Yan Qingsi would continue piling food onto his plate.
Her act of sleeping with him two nights ago was done in vain—he bit her and left marks all over her body. He even humiliated her the day before. All that resentment and indignation she felt toward him had yet to dissipate, and she was adamant to act out those feelings on him.
