Jian Siheng received the light from the corner of Liang Tongtong's eyes and wanted to add something, but he didn't speak again.

Tsk tsk, Liang Tongtong glanced at Jian Siheng and sighed in her heart.

"When we were young, she was the only girl around us, and everyone spoiled her. At that time, I was ignorant and thought I liked her, but she left with my cousin. And I am now married. There will be nothing between us." He added.

Liang Tongtong really wanted to learn from Jian Siheng's cold and ruthless look a few days ago. Unfortunately, she couldn't get through the noble and cold routine, so she slightly raised her eyes and curled her lips and asked, "Is that true?"

Seeing what Jian Siheng was about to say, Liang Tongtong quickly raised her hand and made a gesture to stop.

She raised her eyebrows: "Do you think I will care about your relationship with her?" After saying that, she put her arms in front of her and made a pity, "I beg you, you should have something to do with her. OK, let's do it, something happens to you two."

The veins on Jian Siheng's forehead suddenly jumped up.

Liang Tongtong saw that one of his hands that he had placed on the table had already clenched into an iron fist.

So she pretended to be pitiful again: "Oh, I'm so scared. I'm afraid of death. Jane Siheng, do you want domestic violence?"

"I won't hit you."

His whole body was full of anger, and the air around him seemed to be burning. He exhaled heavily, and the breath he emitted could burn people to death.

Liang Tongtong looked at Jian Siheng's eyes, and saw that he was still staring at him, wishing that there would be a hole in her body.

She simply relaxed: "What are you thinking now? Do you want to force me? Come on."

She pulled her collar without fear of death: "You can force me, practice makes perfect."

Jian Siheng was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he held his anger in his chest.

"Why are you making me angry?" He restrained his emotions that had reached their limit.

"Because I hate you, Jane Sheng." She answered without hesitation.

The anger in Jian Siheng's chest suddenly dissipated, and he got up and left the bedroom.

"Tongtong, do you think I still hope you like me?" Jian Siheng said to himself leaning against the wall outside the bedroom.

He wanted to say this to her in bed just now, but he was afraid that he would become more desperate after he said it.

But even though he knew that guarding her would be desperate, he still refused to give up.

"No, I won't ask you to like me anymore. But I will never let you go."

——Even for the warmth of the past.

The bedroom was completely calmed down.

Liang Tongtong lost interest again in the abundant food.

Why, why didn't she let him have a good time?

Why do you want to make him angry on purpose?

Does she really hate him that much?

Liang Tongtong looked ahead, her eyes gradually becoming empty.

At first she didn't hate him, and even thought he was very friendly and polite. Maybe she still had a little affection for him at that time.

At least until today, she hadn't hated him.

But now, the indomitable soul in her body began to resist, she didn't want to live like this.

She would not be imprisoned, she would rather be exiled. She would not be treated as a tool for venting desires, she would rather be a wife in name only.

The bedroom door rang, and Jane Siheng returned to the bedroom again.

His face disappeared from the anger that had just soared into the sky, and he became much calmer.
Chapter completed!