Deep in his heart, he held a tiny shred of hope that he would see the Jing Haohao who once bit his lip so hard at his mother's birthday banquet that he could only drink porridge for three days.
However, the woman merely clenched her fists tightly, suppressing her anger bit by bit, then turned and took the initiative to kiss his lips.
Her lips were trembling fiercely, her eyes closed, as if she was enduring some form of excruciating torment.
Seeing her in this state, Liang Chen felt even more disturbed and uncomfortable. He could see the helplessness and rejection in her eyes when she touched his lips. His anger was further inflamed.
Liang Chen raised his hand, gripping Jing Haohao's chin, preventing her from getting closer. He grinded his teeth and glared at her face, saying, "For the sake of Shen Liangnian, you really are willing to endure anything. I'm curious to see just how far you can take it!"
With that, Liang Chen flipped her over and pinned her beneath him...
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