Restraining her desire to escape, she forced herself to stand where she was. The feeling of being touched on her abdomen was so strong.

"Take off."

"What?" She didn't hear clearly and asked again.

Derek didn't have much lust. Maybe it was the dream, maybe it was despair. At this time, he was eager to see her body, so he increased his voice, "Aren't you asking me what I should do? Aren't you trying to atone for your sins? Then take off your clothes."

Bar."

Ding Yiyi refused without thinking, "I can't do it."

"Can't you do it?" He let go of his hand, and the realization that he wanted to look up to Ding Yiyi made him unhappy, so he pushed the wheelchair back a little, "Do you know how I will deal with you?"

Ding Yiyi's throat tightened and her eyes couldn't help but stare at his mouth. What he said was not that important.

"I will use all my connections to keep you in Rome. Getting married is easy for me. I want you to give birth to our child, and I want you to be bound to me for the rest of your life."

He paused, "Ye Nianmo is a troublesome character, but maybe he can give it a try." He looked at Ding Yiyi, "Are you happy watching two men competing for your favor?"

"I'm not happy." Ding Yiyi's body shuddered just thinking about his proposal just now, "I don't want to live with you, you can't restrain me."

After saying this, she had already exhausted her courage. She gasped heavily and stared nervously into Derek's eyes.

But he just blinked and said in a plain voice: "Then take it off and let me see your sincerity."

He pushed the wheelchair towards the bed, "After all, this deal is a good deal, isn't it? You will have no worries for life."

Ding Yiyi felt very cold. The coldness radiated from the bottom of her heart. No matter how many layers of clothes she put on, she couldn't warm her body up.

She put her trembling hands on the shoulder straps of her clothes and tried once, but her hands were so trembling that she couldn't even untie the bow on the shoulder straps.

Derek was still sitting in his wheelchair. If it weren't for his rapid breathing, nothing could be seen from his facial features, as if Ding Yiyi took the initiative to change.

That's what Ding Yiyi thought. She bit her lower lip, put down her hands in despair, her voice choked, "Sorry, I can't do it, don't force me."

"Master!" There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, and the door was knocked open with just a light knock. The servant looked panicked, and even though the man in front of her looked extremely unhappy, she couldn't care less.

"Master, there is someone in the front hall! Someone broke in!"

Derek's expression remained unchanged, and Youyou said, "It came a little earlier than I expected."

He looked at Ding Yiyi and said, "Why don't you go together? The next scene will be exciting."

"What do you want to do?" Ding Yiyi's heart was full of bad premonitions. Was it him who broke in? Could it be him?

Derek didn't answer, he walked leisurely past her, his wheelchair skittered across the carpet, and suddenly stopped, his back to her, his voice filled with revenge, "I told you, I hate other people the most.

Betray me."

In the hall, there were two tied-up people lying on the ground. They were the two drunk crew members. Ye Bo was holding two pistols in each hand.

He scanned the whole place and quickly found the more important person in the hall. He reached out and pointed his gun at the fat woman standing in front.

Ye Nianmo walked to the fat woman and said, "I want to see her."

"Who is she? Our young master has not had any guests recently." Aili pretended to be calm, but his eyes subconsciously dodge. This man looked dangerous.
Chapter completed!