He Yingdong stood tall between the sea and sky in a pitch-black suit, like a grim reaper king.
From his hair to every pore, he radiated a terrifying aura.
Yes, he was very angry.
He had given her a chance, but she didn't cherish it, smiling at him while secretly planning to elope with that murderous lover.
He wanted to strangle her right then.
This ignorant little woman.
"He Yingdong, I was just taking a walk..." she said hastily.
She was wondering how much He Yingdong really knew. Perhaps he had only silently followed her here.
"Really? Taking a walk with a suitcase?"
Her eyes shifted, and she turned to flee; he reached out and grabbed her arm.
His strength was tremendous, nearly crushing her bones.
She was always afraid of pain.
The pain made her hiss softly, "He Yingdong, what are you doing? Are you stalking me! Let me go, I want to go home!"
She struggled desperately, like a little beast caught by a hunter, desperately trying to escape.
Yes, she wanted to flee.
