Song Lili furrowed her brows,
"Don’t bother closing the door..."
While she was speaking, Wen Nian had already stepped up, his hand reaching past Song Lili to close the door, and the next second he pinned Song Lili against it,
"Would you be willing to close the door if it were Lu Ziqing?"
"Wen Nian, I thought we had made things clear that night in Luo She..."
"You doubt me, and I don’t want to trust you either. Wen Nian, should we continue this kind of relationship?"
Song Lili looked up at him.
Wen Nian’s eyes seemed like they could bleed as he grasped one of Song Lili’s hands and smashed it onto his chest!
"How does it feel... to carve flesh out of my heart?"
Song Lili withdrew her hand, but Wen Nian wouldn’t let go, holding on tightly.
"Is Lu Ziqing that great? Allowing you to change your heart so quickly! To change so completely!"
The most pathetic man in the world is probably the one trying to win back a woman whose affections have changed, only to find that woman won’t even give him a second glance.
"If that’s all you’ve come to say, then there’s no need."
"Wen Nian, I want a completely new life."
"It has nothing to do with Lu Ziqing. Both of us have our problems, and maybe... mine are a bit more. I won’t deny it. Wen Nian, everyone has the right to pursue the people and things they truly want, and I’m no exception."
"Everyone has the right to pursue... what about their duties?"
Wen Nian’s gaze was still cold.
Song Lili frowned slightly, not understanding his meaning at first, until Wen Nian pulled her hand, wrapped an arm around her waist, and threw her onto the bed behind them, then his body followed, collapsing on top of hers!
His aggressive kiss sealed her lips as he drew his belt from around his waist, intending to bind Song Lili’s hands, unaware that Song Lili’s knee was instinctively about to thrust upward.
Her combat training in Xilin had not been for naught.
The majority of men — overwhelmed by desire — might have been struck quite hard by such a move.
But Wen Nian was no ordinary man; he seemed well-prepared, shifting his body to flip Song Lili over and pin her beneath him, twisting her arms behind her back with a series of movements that were anything but gentle.
Song Lili was still struggling!
And meanwhile, one of Wen Nian’s hands had already unzipped the back of Song Lili’s dress, revealing a large swath of her smooth, exposed back.
A chill overtook her back, followed immediately by Wen Nian’s lips descending upon it.
"You’re the President!"
Wen Nian’s lips landed heavily on the nape of her neck, biting until Song Lili cried out in pain!
"This is what you wanted... fine! I’ll give it to you!"
Song Lili’s face was buried in the duvet, her lips clenched tightly!
After speaking, she ceased her futile struggle.
Wen Nian turned her body over, his head lowered to bite her lips, ravaging her back and forth; those beautiful almond eyes were devoid of spirit, her face filled with endurance...
As if the act he was committing against her was the utmost filth, unbearable...
Wen Nian’s eyes were filled with bloodlust; the biting and kissing ceased, and his face was inches from Song Lili’s, their eyes meeting...
"The woman who betrays me, I will make her die. If I can’t have her, neither can anyone else."
Wen Nian’s eyes held twin blades, a chill there that had never been seen before...
Song Lili looked at him, then smiled faintly, her lips moving slightly, "It’s not the first time, anyway..."
Wen Nian’s eyes narrowed.
"If you want to kill, then kill. After all, to you, I’m just a stumbling block."