"No." Huo Zhenyang tightened his grip, subduing Little Kitten's struggles with a deep voice that was three parts soothing, seven parts forceful.
Yet Jiayi still didn't feel the slightest bit at ease.
Even if Ya Chen wouldn't tell the Chu Family, she felt deeply ashamed—
Just a few days ago, Ya Chen had crowned her with the Pigeon Blood Crown; in the eyes of the entire Ya Family, she was Ya Chen's fiancée.
And Ya Chen harbored fantasies about her, convinced she was his future wife...
How could she appear affectionate with this man in the presence of Ya Chen?
But the harder she tried to break free, the stronger Huo Zhenyang's grip became, fueling his anger even more.
Finally, he leaned in, breathing out sternly, "I will let this cripple know who really owns you."
He wanted to display his ownership of her in front of Ya Chen.
Even if Ya Chen couldn't see, he wanted to make it clear to him.
Just then, the door creaked open.
