Ying Wuqiu found her acceptance of death most nauseating, and he loathed it immensely.
With a surge of anger, he abruptly flipped her over, pinning her against the wall, and from behind, he dominated her with force and authority.
Tang Wanyuan had no room to resist; it was always like this. Clenching her teeth, she silently endured, quietly shedding tears.
She knew that this night would certainly be terrifying and dreadful once again.
...
At the Ye Mansion halfway up the hill,
in the study, Ye Que was on a video call with Tang Shichu.
"It's been many years since we last met, but you're still as handsome as ever," Tang Shichu said with a gentle smile.
Yet his smile hid a trace of desolation.
With keen insight, Ye Que immediately spotted something was off.
He asked him, "How have you been in recent years?"
Tang Shichu still smiled and said, "Good, I'm very good. It's just that without you around, I can't help but feel a bit lonely."
"..."
