Li Qiyu's mouth was stuffed full, her jaw forcibly opened, and food was ceaselessly pushed into it.
"Aren't you acting? Eat! If you can act so well, why won't you eat…"
She tried to cough as she gasped for air, food lodged in her throat, feeling like she was going to choke to death any second.
Her body was very uncomfortable, tightly restrained by him, and with his increasing strength, she couldn't struggle.
Li Qiyu felt pain, the most intense pain was that of her fragile heart, ready to shatter at the slightest drop.
"Is this acting good or not? Huh?"
With a tyrannical flip, the placemat on the tea table was torn off, and the freshly prepared dishes spilled onto the floor.
Li Qiyu closed her eyes tightly, knowing full well that he was that kind of person… yet she never learned her lesson.
Had the warmth of the past half month almost lured her in again? Otherwise, why would the pain be so severe!
