"Letting you crawl through a dog hole is too easy, I've thought of a better way to torment you."
Ye Anqi suddenly laughed, her laugh filled with disdain, "It's a good thing I never believed your sweet nothings."
After speaking, she turned her head away so no one could see her expression clearly.
Ya Shitian became irritated. He grabbed her wrist in one swift motion, pulled her to her feet, and flung her into the car.
Ye Anqi's head hit the car window, causing her to feel dizzy and disoriented.
Before she could regain her senses, Ya Shitian got in, "Drive—"
The driver didn't dare delay and quickly pressed the accelerator.
Ye Anqi's head was knocked again...
This bastard definitely did it on purpose!
A spacious and luxurious living room.
The seven to eight meters high ceiling was adorned with vibrant, beautifully painted frescoes.
Ya Shitian leaned against an expensive leather sofa, his stern face intimidating.
"Gather all the servants," he commanded in a deep voice.
