Chapter 9: I’ll Wring you to Death!

Flowing water can’t overturn a well, she didn’t do anything to him except eat a few skewers! What the heck is wrong with him?!

“Who is she?” Feng Sheng ignored Luo Yangyang’s rising anger and demanded.

Luo Yangyang gritted her teeth and forced herself to meet his cold gaze.

I can forget about him forcefully taking me away, but what about my human rights? What does he think I am?

“Not saying?” Feng Sheng leaned in towards Luo Yangyang, a dangerous glint in his cold eyes.

A chill ran down her back and Luo Yangyang unconsciously retreated. Her back hit against the car door.

Feng Sheng’s oppressive aura was just too strong. Under his chilling gaze, Luo Yangyang was startled. Her lips opened to say, “Youyou, my childhood friend.”

Even though Luo Yangyang answered the question, Feng Sheng didn’t stop moving towards her until she was trapped between the car door and his body.

“She knows that you like Feng Yi?” Feng Sheng stared into her eyes. His voice was low, the meaning unknown.

Luo Yangyang was shocked; her fan-like eyelashes trembled violently. She didn’t dare look up at Feng Sheng as she asked, “Who told you that I like Feng Yi? Don’t spout nonsense.”

She thought that Feng Sheng heard Youyou say that since she wasn’t exactly whispering at the time.

Luo Yangyang dodging the topic made Feng Sheng’s eyes sink to unfathomable depths of darkness.

He looked at Luo Yangyang’s small and thin neck. Under the occasional lights, he could clearly see the hickeys he left on her yesterday night.

“You don’t remember what happened yesterday night?” Feng Sheng lifted her chin and forced her to look at him.

Did she forget how she called out Feng Yi’s name while below him yesterday?

Feng Sheng’s warm breath was on her face. Staring into his deep black eyes, Luo Yangyang felt like a prisoner. Her small body couldn’t help but tremble.

Last night, the thing she had the most recollection of aside from Feng Sheng’s cold face was their crazy entanglement. As for what he and she said, she really can’t remember it at all.

Could it be…?

Luo Yangyang’s bright eyes opened up wide in surprise. Her mouth slowly opened in a disbelieving gape.

Feng Sheng is hung on the topic of Feng Yi for some reason. Could it be that she said something she shouldn’t have yesterday night?

No way! No no way!

Luo Yangyang subconsciously shook her head, afraid to face this terrible fact.

When Feng Sheng saw Luo Yangyang scared out of her mind, he slowly returned back to his original position. Even though he didn’t say anything else, his cold eyes were locked onto Luo Yangyang. No one knew what he was thinking of.

A few minutes later, the frightened and panicked Luo Yangyang slowly recovered her wits and lowered her head, obediently sitting next to Feng Sheng.

She harshly chewed on the mouthful of gum while pretending it was Feng Sheng, letting off steam with each bite.

Her mind was in chaos right now. Originally, she wanted to drink in order to clear up her thoughts, but with Feng Sheng’s sudden appearance, her mind became even more confused.

Whenever she thinks about how she and this man next to her…

Luo Yangyang bit her lips, wanting to die.

After arriving at Dynasty Hotel, under Feng Sheng’s threatening attitude, the weak Luo Yangyang was forcibly brought to the VIP suite.

Feng Sheng brought her directly to the bathroom. In front of the sink, he ordered, “Brush your teeth!”

Luo Yangyang stared at Feng Sheng’s reflection in the mirror. She gritted her teeth and didn’t move, eyes glaring daggers at him.

He told me to brush so I must brush?

On what basis?!

“Keep glaring at me and I’ll dig out your eyeballs!” Feng Sheng also stared back at Luo Yangyang in the mirror, appearing even angrier than her. “I’ll wring you to death if you don’t brush your teeth!”