"Despicable!" Weilan glared furiously, shocked that the once gentle Lu Heyan had become so unreasonable, "Do you even know what you're doing?"
"How could I not know?" Lu Heyan's lips curled up with a sinister and crafty smile as he walked toward the edge of the bed.
"Don't mention my brother." Lu Heyan roared.
Weilan was startled by his shout.
The mere mention of Lu Hechen seemed to make Lu Heyan lose control.
Weilan saw that Lu Heyan's entire handsome face was twisted, his eyes filled with menace and deceit.
"Fine, I won't mention him." Weilan tried to stay rational, not wanting to provoke him and also looking for an opportunity to escape.
"Shen Weilan, you've gone too far." Lu Heyan lunged forward.
Weilan rolled to the side again, avoiding him.
But the next second, his strong hand gripped Weilan's ankle tightly.
Suddenly, Weilan was dragged over to him.
"Let go—"
"Let go?" Lu Heyan flipped over and pounced, pinning Shen Weilan down.
