His "Huh?" also seemed to wrap around Ning Ye's heart, making Ning Ye's heart and pulse beat together.

Ning Ye leaned his back against the wall, pursed his lips tightly, and his heart tightened for a while.

She stood there, not daring to move, as if her breath was being deprived of her.

Fu Yunting had no intention of letting her go. In the darkness, his voice, accompanied by Ning Ye's heartbeat, seemed even more terrifying: "If you don't take my words to heart again, I don't mind putting this person again."

Done until the end."

Ning was also frightened by his threatening words, and her whole body was so scared that her breathing was trembling. She seemed to have returned to the night when Fu Yunting returned to Haicheng.

That night, the night was also so dark, and his cruelty and arrogance were without any cover.

She was pressed against the wall by Fu Yunting in this way, and every inch of her was taken away.

Ning was also afraid that the past would be repeated, and that he would not leave a way out for himself. His nervous lips were trembling, but his voice was very low: "Uncle, I do take your words to heart."

Fu Yunting's fingers still clamped her jaw, leaving her no room to retreat, as if he would come back to her in the next moment.

Ning Ye was afraid that he would go to the end, so she whispered: "I really don't take your words to heart. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

Fu Yunting remained coldly silent.

His silence also seemed like a kind of excessive pressure, which made Ning Ye breathless.

Ning Ye said nervously: "I won't dare to do it next time."

After she finished speaking, the air fell silent, and Ning Ye seemed to be waiting for a trial.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like it was just a short while, or it seemed like half a century had passed, before Fu Yunting let her go little by little.

He sat back on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

With a "scratch", the flames jumped up, illuminating half of his face and sinking terribly.

It wasn't until Fu Yunting stepped back that Ning Ye seemed to have reached a limit called safety. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. She didn't dare to move or turn on the light.

Silence spread in the room, darkness enveloped the two of them, sparks were clearly extinguishing on Fu Yunting's fingertips, but Ning Ye was trembling with fear in his heart.

"Go and turn on the light."

Ning was stunned for a moment and fumbled to turn on the light. When the light came on, Ning could see Fu Yunting's face clearly.

His face was like a sculpture, sharp and deep, and his stern eyes were still calm, but Ning also knew that when his calm eyes darkened, there was a terrifying vortex inside, which seemed to be able to encircle and overturn people.

Fu Yunting had no intention of letting her sit down. His voice was deep: "What are you doing at night?"

Ning was also stunned for a moment, how could he dare to lie at this moment, and said: "I was called over."

"By whom?"

Ning Ye was silent for a long time: "Xiao Liang."

"He called you, why didn't you call me?"

Ning also said nothing.

Fu Yunting is not her father and has no obligation to take care of her.

And based on the relationship between the two of them, it was too late for her to hide from him, so how could she go to find him.

Fu Yunting didn't wait for her answer and smoked in silence. His silence today was longer and more intense than before.

He didn’t know how much time had passed before he asked, “When did the incident happen?”

"Not long after I left, I was on my way to the bathroom."
Chapter completed!