Lu Jihan was wearing a black tailored suit at this time, with a few buttons undone on his white shirt, exposing a sensual Adam's apple.
Standing at about six foot one, with a tight, narrow waist and long legs, his physique was perfect, like a male model stepping out of a fashion magazine.
He exuded an aura of restraint, yet all Song Yinyin could think about was that night when he did those beastly things to her...
A surge of anger rose in her heart.
The next second, she blurted out a defiant remark: "Why should I change my dress? If you don't tell me where we're going, I'm not changing."
Lu Jihan squinted his sharp eyes.
Daring to openly defy him?
Very good, very good...
He stood in front of her with his hands in his pockets, just a foot away from her.
Leaning down slightly, his lips almost brushed her ear: "Do you want me to strip you right here?"
Song Yinyin turned around in shock, glaring at him with almond-shaped eyes: "You wouldn't dare!"
