Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (243)

"Yes, I'm just trying to piss you off. If you don't want to pleasure me, you can go look for your sweetheart, Miss Wen Ke'er. She's beautiful and understanding. She'll definitely be able to comfort your broken heart."

Qiao Ruoxi did not realize how sour her tone was. Whenever she thought of Wen Ke'er's unshakable position in Feng Yunan's heart, her heart would ache.

She had angered him and provoked him because she wanted to force him to leave.

Only by doing that could she calm down and stop herself from being so attached to him.

She was afraid that she would fall deeper and deeper, and in the end, it would be hard for her to get out.

Feng Yunan pushed her against the railing and grabbed her by her neck. "Qiao Ruoxi, you're getting worse."

"What? Do you want to strangle me to death? Come on, strangle me to death. Killing two lives at once would be a great relief."

'A great relief?'

'Is she that reluctant to be married to me?'