"Lin Fan... don't... don't do this... to me!"
Facing Lin Fan, who had cast a shadow in her heart, Qin Yushu's body involuntarily trembled.
Having been assaulted by him several times, now at the sight of him, her body couldn't help but shake.
"If I don't do this to you, how should I treat you?"
With a smile on his face, Lin Fan stepped forward, grabbing Qin Yushu by the neck: "Did Huo Ben tell you that I've been taken care of? Weren't you just laughing happily?"
"I... I really don't know... I know nothing... I beg you... please don't hit me..."
Trembling all over, Qin Yushu looked fearfully at Lin Fan's raised hand, completely scared, tears already streaming down her face.
"Slap!"
But in the next moment, that hand still slapped hard on her face, the burning pain confirming that Lin Fan was truly not dead.
"I was wrong... I dare not again... please spare me, okay? I'll do anything you want... I'll listen to you!"
