"Your existence also disturbs me!" An Ruo flung his hand away, angrily sat on the bed, and hated this domineering and authoritarian man to death in her heart.
She calmed her emotions and coldly said to him, "Tang Yuchen, listen to me. I allow you to visit the child, not to dictate my life. Your behavior today was excessive; you hurt my friend. Therefore, I have decided that you must have my permission to visit the child from now on. Otherwise, you can forget about setting foot in my house!"
Tang Yuchen’s eyes darkened, and he couldn’t help saying angrily, "You’re actually going to deprive me of the right to see my child over a man? An Ruo, don’t go too far!"
An Ruo abruptly stood up, retorting loudly, "Who is being excessive, me or you? I ignored your betrayal and allowed you to visit the child, which is my utmost tolerance for you. Yet, you treated my friend like that. Do you have any respect for my feelings at all? I am the master of this house, not you."
"I said his presence disturbs my child. Was I wrong to ask him to leave? He should leave; he shouldn’t even be here," the man said through clenched teeth, clinging to this poor excuse.
"How did he disturb the child? The person who shouldn’t be here is you, not him."
Tang Yuchen froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes dangerously and asked her, "What do you mean by that? Are you planning to find a stepfather for my child, that man?"
An Ruo raised her neck and deliberately admitted, "Yes, that’s right. I am a free person; can’t I marry someone?"
The man’s chest ached; she indeed intended to marry that man.
Thinking of her becoming someone else’s wife and his child someone else’s child, he felt very upset, as if something very important had been taken away from him.
Reluctance, utmost reluctance.
He would never allow such a situation to happen.
Grabbing An Ruo’s shoulders, he gritted his teeth and warned her, "Listen to me, without my permission, you won’t marry another man, nor will you let my child recognize someone else as his father!"
He was still so domineering; even if he didn’t love, he wouldn’t allow others to have what he had discarded.
An Ruo felt so angry she wanted to laugh. She stared at him and said coldly, "By what right do you restrict me, I have nothing to do with you. You are no one to me; you have no right to interfere in my affairs, and you can’t control whether I marry someone!"
As soon as her words fell, the man suddenly kissed her lips fiercely.
An Ruo’s mind went blank for a moment; the familiar kiss, the familiar scent, the familiar dominance...
Coming to her senses, she struggled hard; he hugged her tightly, passionately kissing her lips. Her words had driven him out of his mind; he wanted to tell her that he was her man, for life.
With him around, she wouldn’t dream of marrying another man.
Kissing An Ruo’s soft lips, Tang Yuchen was intoxicated. It had been a long time since he had kissed her; her lips were as sweet and soft as before, addictive.
This woman was his, forever his.
An Ruo, annoyed, pounded on him, pushing him away. The man dragged her buttocks, held her, and pressed her against the wall. This way, she couldn’t struggle, and he could kiss her better.