Li Tingshen used only one hand, but it made her breathless, as if he could snap her neck in the next second!
Yin Luoxue instinctively raised her hands, trying to pry his away, "Uh... let... let go..."
A bone-chilling coldness fogged the depths of Li Tingshen's eyes. His deep voice, colder than the temperature around them, enunciated each word, "Haven't I been tolerant enough towards you? Time and again, I've yielded to you, agreeing to have Gu Mian give you a blood transfusion."
"You set up Gu Mian, almost getting her beaten to death, yet I didn't lay a hand on you, only sending your mother to jail. You drugged me, attempting to sleep with me, yet still, I did not touch you, merely dealing with your aunt as a warning, without laying a finger on you."
