Lin Shiyu had become very cold at that moment, and the moment Ye Chen touched her, a faint chill was felt, mixed with the salty taste of tears, causing an unceasing guilt in Ye Chen's heart.
At that moment, the pressure from the family and Ye Chen's betrayal made it somewhat impossible for Lin Shiyu to accept, and her fists pounded on Ye Chen's body.
But Ye Chen had made up his mind to not let go of her, no matter how Lin Shiyu struggled, it made no difference.
Just then, Ye Chen furrowed his brow and a trace of fresh blood seeped out from his mouth, filling it with a metallic taste.
Out of anger, Lin Shiyu bit down on Ye Chen, breaking his skin.
Ye Chen's expression didn't change, as if the pain wasn't afflicting him at all.
When Lin Shiyu tasted the blood in her mouth, her movements briefly stiffened, then slowly stopped, her expression becoming a bit vacant.
"Shiyu, if this can make you feel better, I absolutely won't fight back,"
