Gong Ting was afraid she would get upset, even if he wasn't at fault, he would quickly show weakness. Arguing with his own woman was the most irrational thing, because even if he won, the one hurt would be the person he liked the most.
Xiao Yu felt extremely aggrieved. Sometimes, women are like this — the more you try to soothe them, the more unreasonable they become.
Whenever she thought about how he had manipulated her so easily during this period, she felt utterly foolish and beyond saving. She desperately wanted to push him away, but the man remained unmoved.
She was so angry that she clenched her fist and hit his solid chest hard. But her strength was like a tickle to the man, and it only made her hand ache.
Seeing her hand turn pink, Gong Ting grabbed her wrist and swiftly pushed her onto the bed, pinning her down as he pressed himself on top, "Has your anger subsided?"
Xiao Yu glared at him with reddened eyes, "No, no, it will never subside."
