A flicker of weak flames suddenly welled up in her cut eyes, Beitang Yao watched it, and only released her after a moment.
"If you want Qiao Zhenyu to leave uneasily, you can persistently do some and remember some meaningless things. I will let you taste the flavor of pain." As he spoke, his eyes were full of a fierce light, but it was hidden by his lowered eyelids. No one saw it, even Xia Qingqian missed that incisive fierceness.
If she had seen it, she definitely wouldn't have said the following words, "Beitang Yao, in these three years, you can arbitrarily torment me, but you have no right to interfere with my thoughts!" Her hands slightly tightened, forming a small fist.
She knew that once tonight passed, she would endure endless humiliation and torment. But right now, there was no need to suffer his disgraceful behavior. She was a person with character; how could she let him ride roughshod over her when he is not controlling her?
