Meng Xi'er's chin was painfully gripped; she tried to shake him off, "Let go!"
Her refusal only ignited Lu Yebai's anger further, compelling him to forcefully push her onto the bed.
"Who are you planning to cast your affections on, if not me?" Lu Yebai barraged her with questions, "Lu Qingchuan? Are you planning to marry him, live with him forever?!"
Meng Xi'er didn't understand what madness had seized Lu Yebai.
This lunatic!
Who she wanted to marry, who she wanted to spend her life with, what had it to do with him?!
"Let me go!"
Meng Xi'er began to struggle vehemently. The more she once liked getting close to him, the more she now despised any contact with him.
Her frail body was no match for Lu Yebai.
Lu Yebai pressed one hand on her shoulder, gripped her chin with the other, his eyebrows drawn low. His drop-dead gorgeous face displayed a trace of anger.
