"…You hate me."
His peach blossom eyes, glistening with tears, dimmed slightly. The hand gripping her fragile neck slowly tightened—
'This is for the best. This way, she'll stay forever. She'll always listen to me, and she'll never leave me.'
…Not until her struggles grew faint, her face flushing an unnatural red from lack of oxygen, veins popping on her forehead, her red lips slightly parted to release a nearly inaudible, pained moan, did he snap back to his senses. He abruptly released his grip, snatching his hand back as if burned.
The moment Shen Lang could get air, she started taking huge gulps to steady her breathing. After a long moment, she lifted her long lashes. A faint red light flashed at her fingertips, and without a shred of hesitation, she slapped him!
She put her all into that slap. Shen Zhi's face immediately swelled and turned red, stinging with a fiery pain.
But he didn't seem to mind. He stroked his face and chuckled. "…Feeling better now?"
