Xinlan, I deeply regret letting Qiao Yiyang take you away. If I could turn back time, I would stay by your side every day, watch over you, and never give him a chance to exploit!
Suddenly, I think that just letting him die is too easy for him, I should catch him and torture him slowly, making him die painfully while still alive!"
The brutality in his tone was too intense.
Lin Xinlan was horrified and afraid that he would do something drastic.
"Rong Shaoze, enough!" She pushed him away forcefully, her face cold, her voice merciless, "I don't want to talk to you anymore. Right now, I'm asking you if you want to sleep in separate rooms. If you don't agree, I'll move out! If you think imprisoning me, torturing me will keep me, then try it!"
Rong Shaoze staggered backward shock.
In his eyes, there was indissoluble shock and a heartbreaking pain.
Clenching his fists tightly, his thin lips pressed into a line, his dark pupils locked on her, he kept silent.
