"What do I want to do? It seems I've spoiled you too much, so much that you naively think you can wear out my patience again and again. I told you not to provoke me, why won't you listen? Let go? I'll tell you, Ling Qingan, unless I say let go, you'll never have the right to say it!"
Ling Qingan's expression immediately darkened, "Wen Jichen, what exactly do you want? Why won't you just let me go?!"
Wen Jichen chuckled lowly, his lips curling into a cold smile.
"Let you go? Sure, beg me!"
Ling Qingan's eyes flashed, biting her teeth tightly.
A moment later, her tightly clenched hands slightly loosened, her voice trembling, "Please..."
In the end, she complied as he wished, being obedient.
But unfortunately, her obedience didn't improve the man's mood; instead, it unleashed the suppressed fury in his heart completely.
He laughed coldly, his deep eyes filled with an overwhelming chill.
