Looking at her still feigning innocence, his heart filled with rage. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face.
Smack- The sound of the slap pierced the quiet room. Ye Lu had never been slapped so harshly before, the force knocked her down on the bed.
All she felt was a burning pain across her face, the taste of blood filling her mouth, blood trickling down the corner of her mouth.
But above the physical pain, a thick sense of humiliation swallowed her. It made her heart sting and caused her body to tremble uncontrollably.
It was like going back seven years. It wasn't her fault, but everyone blamed her, trampled and ruthlessly debased the innocent her.
"Ye Lu, listen to me, don't think that by doing this, I would agree to marry you. I was unconscious, it's impossible that anything happened between us, so don't try to use this as an excuse to make me take responsibility. I will never, ever marry a disgusting woman like you," Shang Jingchen was still absolutely livid.
