Volume Three, Chapter Twenty-Five: We at the End of the World_2

"Let go of me, Lin Zefeng, or I'll bite you!" I said angrily, but it came out giggling. Also, why were his eyes so terrifyingly dark? It was as if he was a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Who let you attract all these men here?" he said, very angry. Weird, I was just dancing, what did it have to do with him? Wasn't he drinking wine worth 20,000 to 50,000 a bottle with his old lover in the VIP room? Why did he come to the dance floor to bother us commoners?

I ignored him, noticing a foreigner not far away dancing very passionately, with sensual moves. So, I reached out with my other hand to grab his arm. This action startled me, I'm cheerful but not bold, when had I become so daring?

Lin Zefeng, furious, knocked my hand away and dragged me off. He was already strong, and now, fueled by intense emotions, he gripped my wrist as if it would break.