Qiao Chengxun strode to the couch and forcefully threw her down.
It hurts!
Damn it, has he gone crazy?!
"Qiao Chengxun you bastard, let go of me!" Wen Meimei was still struggling vainly, gradually her strength began to wane, her struggles becoming weaker.
The man's voice, husky and close to her ear, said, "Coming back so late, have you forgotten the warning I gave you?"
"When I come back is none of your business, we agreed not to interfere with each other's lives!"
"Wen Meimei, you are my wife!" The man suddenly raised his voice in a low shout, as if stating a fact, yet also as if declaring sovereignty.
A sharp pang, as if something had stabbed her heart, spread through Wen Meimei, and her eyes filled with a bitter sting.
She didn't want to be his wife at all!
Then the man suddenly said, "Don't go looking for men outside, okay?"
"I, I..." Where had she looked for other men outside?
This son of a bitch!