Lu Beicheng's sudden rage, coupled with the hard impact against the wall, caused Gu Nanyan's chest to feel tight, almost unable to catch her breath.
With both hands tightly grasping Lu Beicheng's wrists, her face turned red with exertion as she struggled to say, "Lu Beicheng, let go of me."
Although she was normally quite impressive, when Lu Beicheng seriously roughed her up, Gu Nanyan was no match for him; the disparity in strength between men and women was just too great.
Glaring at Gu Nanyan, Lu Beicheng did not release her. Instead, his right hand on her neck tightened even further.
Gu Nanyan gradually began to suffocate, and even Lu Beicheng's figure became blurry in her eyes.
Her hands still clung to Lu Beicheng's wrists, Gu Nanyan tried to speak but could utter no words as her limbs slowly lost strength.
Little treasure, little treasure...
