The man's rational reins had reached their limit, and his heart was inexplicably cold to the core.
This kind of man, his name is Sheng Qianchi, never considered threats as anything significant. If someone threatened him, he would think it's funnier than the most ridiculous joke in the world.
Because he would make those who threaten him wish they were dead.
Yet the woman beneath him, clearly at his mercy, uttered a simple threat that pierced him so sharply, leaving him shivering with fear.
If she hated him...
No, he didn't want that outcome.
But he truly needed her. If he let her go tonight, what would he do?
He refrained from taking further action, gritting his teeth to suppress the desire that surged from the depths of his body, threatening to destroy him. He didn't leave her, instead whispered by her ear, "Jiayin, do you really not want to be my woman?"
Gu Jiayin pursed her lips without speaking; she had given the same answer countless times.
