He treated her like this, making her feel like she was just a tool, a tool for venting his lust.
Her heart felt cold and chilled to the core...
In fact, in his eyes, she had always been a tool, so there was no real reason to feel sad.
But it was unavoidable that she would feel uncomfortable.
After all, no girl would want to be treated like this...
...
Chen Zhi didn't know what was wrong with her mind, but the more she thought about it, the sadder she became, eventually starting to go crazy. She grabbed Si Ye's clothes and began to tear at them fiercely, vowing to strip them off him!
Her hands clawed and scratched over his body. Si Ye was already tense all over, and now he was particularly agitated.
"Woman, have you lost your mind?" he asked in a low growl, gripping her throat tightly.
Yes, she was going crazy!
She longed for freedom but couldn't obtain it; she was like a dying, struggling golden oriole!
