How about Being Your Opponent

Being stared at by Leng Huaijin like this, Shen Weiyang felt as if she was a prey that was targeted by a lion. A trace of fear arose in her heart for no reason.

She really did not like this feeling.

"My original intention was to destroy that car to vent my anger for myself. I did not ask you to look for me."

She turned her head away from his gaze.

The man's low and hoarse voice came from behind her. "So I deserved it last night, didn't I?"

Shen Weiyang's heart was as hard as ice. "Yes, you deserve it. I did not let you... Wu..."

Leng Huaijin pulled her over. The moment she turned around, he held her tightly in his arms and fiercely kissed her. His large hand tightly gripped her slender waist, not giving her any chance to escape.

Shen Weiyang hated him for being so domineering and overbearing. He did not care about her feelings at all. Even if she could not escape, she would not give up struggling.