Fu Sichen followed Tang Xinyan and grabbed her lean wrist once again.

 The distance between them became closer.

 Tang Xinyan furrowed her black eyebrows and looked at Fu Sichen as if she was going to skin and swallow him alive. She struggled with all her might but he was exerting great strength, as if he was going to crush her bones.

 If it were not for his rescue at the police station, she really did not want to have to talk to him ever again.

 “Let go of me!” She no longer wanted to be involved with him, Tang Xinyan glared at him with icy eyes.

 Fu Sichen was not willing to let go. He looked at her exquisite makeup, beautiful body with a slim waist and her long legs. He could not help but caress her elegant and lean neck with his other hand. “Who do you want to seduce by wearing something like this?”

 Thinking of her betrayal, lies and deception, Fu Sichen’s fury, that he had been suppressing for a long time, finally blew up into a rage. With a little strength, he flung Tang Xinyan toward the wall with ceramic tiles.

 Tang Xinyan pressed her fists on his shoulders, to prevent them from being too close to each other.

 His cologne scent with a tinge of white wine was revolting to her.

 Without knowing why, a noble, cold and delicate man, who had two intimate moments with her, appeared in her mind. He had a faint smell of tobacco, and he did not use any cologne. It was simple and faint, but it had a strong masculine scent.

 While Tang Xinyan was zoning out, Fu Sichen grabbed her chin and kissed her.

 He had always wanted to taste her beautiful and soft cherry-like lips.

 Tang Xinyan was alarmed when he saw the handsome face that had zoomed in right in front of her eyes. She turned her head immediately and Fu Sichen’s kiss fell on her cheeks.

 Fu Sichen was stunned for a few seconds, and he saw the fury and hatred in her eyes.

 His heart suddenly started throbbing painfully.

 Although he hated her flirty personality, she was his first love!

 He really did love her once!

 “Fu Sichen, since you care about Tang Yurou, shouldn’t you be loyal to her? What were you trying to do just now, were you trying to kiss me? I thought that you see me as an unclean woman. Don’t you feel disgusted after touching me?”

 With Tang Xinyan’s words, Fu Sichen suddenly took two steps backward.

 He looked at her as if he was seeing something filthy.

 Without staying there for one more second, Fu Sichen hurriedly walked away.

 Tang Xinyan’s weak body leaned onto the cold and hard wall. She lifted her head and looked at the corridor’s intricate lights with a mirthless and desolate smile.

 She really could not understand why he did not want a divorce since he disliked her so much?

 Tang Xinyan straightened her hair and clothes which were messed up by Fu Sichen, and walked out of the washroom. However, she saw Mo Chiwei leaning on the wall smoking right after she came out.

 Tang Xinyan did not know how long he had been standing there. Her eyes met his calm gaze and her heart went pit-a-pat.

 “Mr. Mo.” She greeted him calmly, prepared to walk past him. He suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed hers.

 It was the same hand that Fu Sichen had grabbed previously and it was starting to ache.

 Tang Xinyan furrowed her delicate eyebrows. Just when she was about to say something, the reticent man pulled her into the gents’.

 “Mr. Mo, what are you doing… Ooh…”

 The unsaid words were forced back into her by the man.