Temporarily Admitting Defeat

After everything was over, Shen Weiyang weakly sat on the ground. Leng Huaijin picked her up from the ground. She struggled for a while, but in the end, she did not ignore her dignity and let him cover her with a blanket and carry her out.

After entering the car and making sure that no one would accidentally bump into her in such a sorry state, Shen Weiyang then looked at the stranger and spoke. "What exactly do you want?"

Leng Huaijin pitifully used a wet towel to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes. His voice was much gentler. "I want to be with you. As long as you don't plan to leave, I will be good to you."

"Good to me?" Thinking about how she was humiliated just now, Shen Weiyang sneered, "Your so-called good to me is to humiliate me as much as you can?"

After the violence, it was as if she had suddenly changed into a different person. Did she think that she was a three-year-old child? It was so easy to coax her with a hammer.