Zhang Lingyu struggled violently as Feng Yong held her, her hands slapping against his back.
"Feng Yong, you bastard, let me go!"
"Who allowed you to touch my body!"
"I want to find Tang Yi!"
"Tang Yi, you jerk, come out and see me right now!"
Feng Yong was indifferent to her protests, as he was caught up in excitement. He had never imagined that one day he would be carrying the goddess of his dreams!
Feeling Zhang Lingyu's soft body pumped his blood with exhilaration!
However, hearing her continuously shouting to see Tang Yi, Feng Yong's fury was uncontainable.
Now that the old man had died and had personally left a will marrying Zhang Lingyu to him, Feng Yong,
she was his wife!
No matter what she did, others had no right to say anything about it.
So, in his excitement, when Feng Yong carried Zhang Lingyu into the bedroom, he put her straight onto the bed, ripped off his coat, and was ready to pounce.
"How dare you!"
