"I said I won’t tell, no matter how you interrogate me, I won’t say anything. Rong Shaoze, this is my own business, not yours, please stop being nosy!"
The man was so angry he wanted to strangle her.
"You actually say I’m being nosy! Did you not hear what I said earlier? I told you, you belong to me, I can decide everything for you, and everything about you must be under my control. If you don’t understand that, I don’t mind doing something to make you fully realize the reality," he said coldly.
"Enough!" Lin Xinlan couldn’t help but shout, "I’m also telling you, I’m not an object, I’m not yours, I am my own person. Rong Shaoze, you may be very impressive, and dealing with me might be easier than with a three-year-old child, but I’m telling you, it’s useless to force me into something I don’t want to do!"
"Is that so?" Rong Shaoze revealed a hint of an icy smile, and his eyes also glimmered with a cold and dangerous light.
Lin Xinlan clenched her fists, her heartbeat racing; she was very afraid of what Rong Shaoze might do to her.
But her stubbornness did not allow her to concede first.
She was her own after all, and she had to make him understand that she was definitely not his private property!
The man’s cold gaze lingered on her for two seconds before he suddenly pulled her up and forcibly dragged her outside.
"Where are you taking me? Let go!" Lin Xinlan grabbed the doorknob, refusing to let go, struggling against him with all her might.
But she was never his match, and her efforts were like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of him.
With just a little force from Rong Shaoze, Lin Xinlan’s hands could no longer grip the doorknob, and she let go.
Her hands burned with pain, and both arms nearly dislocated from the tugging.
Enduring the soreness, Lin Xinlan stumbled after him down the stairs.
The man’s face was covered with a terrifying gloom, and a chilly aura radiated off his body. The servants, sensing his anger, quickly moved aside, none daring to block his way.
"Rong Shaoze, where exactly are you taking me?" Lin Xinlan angrily demanded.
He didn’t speak, just stuffed her into a car and locked the door.
"Let me out!" Lin Xinlan couldn’t open the car door and felt extremely anxious.
Rong Shaoze got into the car from the other side, and with a cold laugh, said, "Didn’t you say that if you didn’t want to do something, even if I forced you it would be useless? Lin Xinlan, I’ve tolerated you for a long time! Today, I’ll let you know that everything about you is within my control, and in front of me, you have no right to say no!"
Lin Xinlan’s pupils contracted, and she breathed rapidly.
She felt Rong Shaoze was too dangerous, and being by his side meant she could be pushed into hell at any moment.
She understood that he wanted to teach her a lesson, and she was afraid of the unknown terror that might ensue.
But she didn’t want to give in, didn’t want to become his exclusive property, didn’t want to be controlled by him for the rest of her life, turning into a puppet without autonomy.
Gripping the seat cushion, Lin Xinlan stopped speaking and stopped struggling.
Because she knew that any more resistance was futile, and she didn’t want to lose her composure and embarrass herself.
With no words from her, Rong Shaoze was even more silent.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly and drove the car at high speed, the dazzling Lamborghini slicing through the night, nearly crossing half the city, and stopping in front of a dark underground gambling den.
Lin Xinlan didn’t know what place this was, but her intuition told her it was an extremely dangerous place.