Song Qinghuan hadn't yet reacted to Shi Yuhuan's sudden change in attitude when she felt the cold, hard wall against her back, causing her to wince in pain.
Without thinking, Song Qinghuan tried to kick forward.
Shi Yuhuan slightly stepped aside, extending his knee forward to block Song Qinghuan's kick, rendering her immobile in an instant.
And just like that, Song Qinghuan found herself trapped in Shi Yuhuan's arms.
As she looked up at him, the ever-changing emotions playing across his deep-set eyes were difficult to comprehend, making dealing with this unpredictable man all the more exhausting.
Watching Shi Yuhuan slowly move closer, Song Qinghuan's breath hitched.
"You, you, you..." she tried reaching out to push him away, but he grasped her wrists firmly in his hand.
She tried to struggle, but to no avail.
Song Qinghuan suddenly felt a wave of undeserved injustice, her eyes welling up with tears as she fearfully asked him, "What do you want?"
