The man strode over, grabbed her chin without a word, and forced her to lift her head. His hand was like an iron clamp, causing her to frown in pain instinctively. She heard his sullen voice in her ear: "What's your name?"
Wang Xue was scared of those eyes and stammered, "I... I'm Wang Xue."
Just now, she was like a firecracker; in an instant, she turned into a meek little lamb.
There's no point in opposing such a man. She could only comply; otherwise, she might not make it out of this villa alive.
Wang Xue quickly analyzed the pros and cons in her head, ultimately deciding to play along sneakily. After all, she'd already been slept with; would that membrane come back by crying out to the heavens?
People must learn to gauge the situation.
Sure enough, they got the wrong person.
Hui Yingzhe seemed to find even touching her repulsive as he suddenly released his grip, his eyes undisguisedly showing disgust.
