She Would Eat the Melon First Before She Got Jealous

"Leng Huaijin, if you don't mind, I will."

Her eyes were red as she wiped her lips with her sleeves. She wanted nothing more than to skin it.

Her look of dislike completely angered Leng Huaijin. "Shen Weiyang, what do you mean? Are you going to disgust me now?"

He stepped forward and pinched her chin, making her look up at her burning eyes.

"I didn't get beaten to death by Xiao Yan," he said. "I won ten million yuan from you. Are you feeling very unhappy and regretful, hmm?"

Shen Weiyang's jaw seemed to be about to be crushed by this man, but she still stubbornly lifted her head and looked into his eyes. Her eyes were filled with hatred.

"Yes, I am sorry that you were not beaten to death. If you were beaten to death, we would be free."

"Shen Weiyang!"

"Leng Huaijin, you are right. I want you to die. You better not provoke me again. I don't want to have anything to do with a dirty man like you."