With a wave of his large hand, he tore her clothes apart.
Although they hadn't gone all the way last night, Huo Jingting had left several kiss marks on her body, which were now exposed as her clothes were ripped.
Fu Lingfeng's eyes blazed as he stared at the marks on her body, the flames of his anger burning ever more fiercely.
"What, I don't want you, and you can't stand the loneliness? So you're so desperate that you run out to find men and eagerly offer yourself up to be screwed?" His hand caressed her softness, "Whose hands made these larger? How many have touched you? Huh?"
He was livid, not caring at all how humiliating his words were.
Gu Nanqiao trembled with rage. She raised her right hand, aiming for his face, but he ruthlessly threw it aside.
"Fu Lingfeng, if you have any shame left, get the hell out!" she gnashed her teeth, never feeling the depth of her hatred for him so intensely that it could no longer be ignored.
