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Seeing Ye Zhantian's hesitation and thinking about her current behavior, Nan Zhifeng felt she had lost her dignity, and tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes…
"If you're unwilling, then don't come," Ye Zhantian said, thoroughly disinterested. He got up to dress, angrily shouting, "Coming on your own volition and still playing the victim?!"
Nan Zhifeng sat up and put on her bathrobe, lowered her head, and couldn't help but start crying, "I don't understand. Why, why at all..."
"You ask me why? I want to ask you!" Ye Zhantian roared with frustration, "For three years, I damn well haven't touched any woman—I've been waiting for you to come back. But you? You immediately went to Di Lingzhi, even letting me witness your intimate moment..."
"...." Nan Zhifeng was stunned, "Witness what? What did I do?"
"What act are you putting on?"
Ye Zhantian pounced over and grabbed Nan Zhifeng by the neck, roaring furiously,
