He roughly grabbed her in front of him and met hers with his cold eyes.

"Are you women born to be so cold-blooded?"

He was so strong that Xia Chuwei's wrists hurt from his pinching.

Xia Chuwei couldn't help but frown, "It hurts, let go..."

"Okay, then tell me, who is the person who helped you?"

"I said, it's Zhan Qinghong..."

Before he finished speaking, an extremely harsh sound of cracking silk was heard.

"hiss--"

Xia Chuwei's shirt was torn to pieces by the man.

Xia Chuwei was stunned for a moment and covered her chest.

"Huo Yunting, are you crazy?"

Those dark eyes stared at her condescendingly, their pupils as cold as wild beasts.

He opened his thin lips lightly and spat out ruthless words.

"Who is that person?"

"I have no idea......"

"It seems that you are prepared to protect him to the end?"

Huo Yunting pulled off his tie as he spoke.

Xia Chuwei didn't know what Huo Yunting was going to do, but there was already a hint of uneasiness in her heart, and she backed away steadily.

After taking off his tie, Huo Yunting grabbed Xia Chuwei and threw her onto the bed without mercy. He tied her hands with the tie skillfully and tied it casually at the head of the bed.

Then he got up and walked out of the room.

A few minutes later, Huo Yunting came back.

Seeing the familiar chain in Huo Yunting's hand, Xia Chuwei's pupils shrank and fear spread. After regaining consciousness, she resisted fiercely.

"Let me go! Huo Yunting, let me go quickly!"

"Huo Yunting, you can't do this to me!"

"Crazy, perverted, insane!"

"I don't want to be with you anymore, I want to divorce you!"

Xia Chuwei thought of that dark week, when he looked like he was now, holding a chain and ruthlessly locking her tightly.

Those were two completely different ways from locking her in the room before.

She felt like a pet, locked in a dark room, in a daze, with her dignity trampled under her feet.

There is no tenderness, no pity, and some...only endless coldness and torture.

She had no idea how she survived that period of time.

It was a good thing that she didn't think of that memory. When she thought of those terrible past events, Xia Chuwei couldn't help but feel scared and even lost her temper.

Huo Yunting stood by the bed, looking at Xia Chuwei's hysterical appearance, and narrowed his deep black eyes slightly.

"Divorce?" His tone was a little strange, "Say it again."

Fear took over Xia Chuwei's body, and Xia Chuwei didn't notice Huo Yunting's strangeness at all.

Memory and reality overlapped, and she seemed to have returned to that day many years ago.

She unconsciously murmured the same words, "Huo Yunting, I don't want to be with you anymore, please let me go... Please let me go..."

The man's eyes gathered a stormy haze.

"If I let you go, who will let me go?"

He locked Xia Chuwei's hands and feet, slowly leaned down, and whispered like a devil in her ears.

"Stop dreaming, I will never let you go in this life."


Chapter completed!