"Smack!" Her twisting hips were harshly slapped.
The man squinted his eyes, "You are my woman, Leng Chenxuan's, not that bastard with the surname Xu. It was a misunderstanding that allowed that bastard to take advantage of the situation. You are my woman, and you can only have me as your man! Don't behave, or else I'll be careful to twist your neck!"
"You!" Qianxue stopped struggling, fury blazing in her beautiful eyes. She grabbed the man's shirt collar and tore at it, shouting, "How many times do I have to tell you, I have nothing to do with you, why do you keep clinging to me? Do you enjoy trampling on someone's feelings? Wasn't four years ago enough for you, so you have to do it again after four years?"
She cried out, "Enough, I'm tired. Can you let me go? Let me go, let me start my new life. I also wish you and her happiness, and hope you grow old together."
