Once he finished speaking, he audaciously pulled her into his arms, throwing away his pride, his ego, and any semblance of shame he had left. His only desire was to placate her, "I've messed up—I beg you to come home, alright?"
Just the thought of her almost being deceived and kidnapped today, messed with by men, and nearly dying in a car crash caused Ye Junqing's heart to boil over with rage, much like a volcanic eruption. The very thought of slicing up Xia Wealth filled him with a vengeful pleasure!
If he wouldn't get struck by lightning for making mincemeat out of his father-in-law, he really wouldn't mind becoming the demon here and now!
"You're begging me to go home with you—who do you think you are?"
In finding herself unable to free herself from his grasp, she growled lowly.
How could this man be so strong? She was already using all her strength, but it was never enough against his hold, leaving her feeling utterly helpless. The indignity gnawed at her nerves.
