Chapter 239: As a man, he could hardly stand it anymore

"Not what?" Bo Fengheng sneered coldly, terrifying like the Devil, "I'm telling you, no matter who I am, as long as I'm alive for another day, you'd better not think about escaping from the palm of my hand."

Having said that, he threw her aside and left without hesitation.

Mu Yin fell to the ground unguarded, tears suddenly surging out, her soft arms almost unable to lift.

She rolled up her sleeves to see that her fair and tender skin was now bruised, waves of pain reaching her heart, the tender flesh as if it was being wrung, throbbing painfully with each beat.

Tears slid down her cheeks drop by drop…

Love had died before it could even begin.

What on earth had she done wrong for him to abuse her again and again?

Was it just because she deceived him with the identity of his fiancée?

So, he was taking revenge!

He liked Tang Qingyue, not her. After realizing she was an impostor, all affection was gone, leaving only fury and disgust.

Even speaking a single word was a mistake.