Song Huanyan smiled faintly, with no intention of engaging in pointless chatter with Yun Zuo Yi. She lifted her head, puffed out her chest, and raised her foot to walk away.
Suddenly... Yun Zuo Yi grabbed Song Huanyan's arm, swung her forcefully, and pinned her against the wall.
Song Huanyan let out a stifled groan. Her back slammed solidly against the wall. It was somewhat painful. Song Huanyan frowned and glared at Yun Zuo Yi.
Yun Zuo Yi looked at Song Huanyan.
"Yun Zuo Yi, what are you doing? Let me go," Song Huanyan said, frowning and struggling.
But Yun Zuo Yi used the strength of a man to press her against the wall.
Song Huanyan's struggles made a flash of anger and regret appear in Yun Zuo Yi's eyes.
He should not have been such a gentleman back then; he should have taken Song Huanyan by force.
If he had taken Song Huanyan back then, he wouldn't be feeling so resentful now.
