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This sentence was too destructive.
In one second, Qiao Dongyang had grabbed her hand and sat up.
"I'm a normal man."
"Is that so?" Chi Yue's eyes slanted, and Qiao Dongyang's face darkened, as if he would rather have strangled her. "Like just now... if it were someone else, they would have devoured you completely by now, believe it or not?"
Chi Yue kept silent, gently turning the hand he had pinched painfully.
"Nonsense! How are you any different from the others? Deep down, you can't escape your base instincts."
"..." Qiao Dongyang felt a bit tight, "Chi Yue, you're not going to inherit my estate when you anger me to death, so why put in so much effort?"
Chi Yue gave him a white look and didn't make a sound.
