Si Ye's pupils contracted slightly, a touch of inscrutable emotion flashing through his eyes.
"It's decided then, you'll stay, and I'll make sure you have a good life,"
he declared dominantly, no longer asking for her opinion or caring if she would refuse.
Chen Zhi was infuriated, tossing the towel in her hand fiercely onto his back, "Who do you think you are?! What gives you the right to make demands of me!"
The man turned around, his tone harsh, "Because I am Si Ye!"
Chen Zhi froze, no longer speaking.
Indeed, because he was Si Ye, he could do whatever he wanted, act however he wished, without considering others' wills or caring about their feelings, without caring about anything.
If he desired something, he would have to possess it.
Chen Zhi felt a breath stuck in her throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it down, extremely uncomfortable.
How could there be someone like Si Ye in this world, so unreasonable, so troublesome, so willful...
