Song Qingyang was completely stunned, for a few seconds, her mind was blank.
Yu Dou grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the car door, slightly releasing her lips, gasping, "If you want tonight, and the next few days to be peaceful between us, you must endure this kiss. You know your father's personality better than I do; tonight's dinner won't be the end..."
Song Qingyang was startled, her dark eyes glinting under the dim light, and her crimson lips trembling slightly.
She felt she should say something, but what could she say? She didn't know, and couldn't say anything.
Yu Dou, however, didn't give her a chance to react, he kissed her lips again, she uttered an "um," instinctively trying to struggle, but gave up in an instant.
Yu Dou was right, Father was willing to go to such lengths to invite Yu Yao, Song Yansheng and others, just afraid that any mishaps would occur before the wedding.
