Her fierce eyes were like a ferocious beast that had seen its prey. It was as if Wen Haotian would pounce on her and tear her apart at any moment.
Wen Haotian's chest was filled with anger but he had nowhere to vent it!
Did this woman not know that a man's face could not be touched casually?
It was one thing for her to kick him off the bed just now, but now she even dared to step on his nose and face. She was getting more and more impressive. She was simply audacious!
"It seems that if I don't give you some power, you won't know your place.”Wen Haotian's hands suddenly grabbed her legs and separated them.
Hiss--
Yang Zhihan gasped. Fortunately, her body was soft. Otherwise, Wen Haotian would have torn her apart.
"Let go, you rude pervert!”Yang Zhihan gritted his teeth. No matter how he moved his legs, he could not break free from the shackles of his big hands.
"If you don't listen to me, I can't guarantee that I won't do anything overboard to you again.”
"Yang Zhihan, you'd better not test my patience. My patience is extremely bad, especially for an ugly woman like you.”Wen Haotian looked at her coldly and spat out these words.
“......”Yang Zhihan was slightly stunned. She did not expect him to suddenly call her name.
How did he know her name? However, there was probably nothing in this world that he didn't know. The news that she was the future young mistress of the Deng family was public. It wasn't strange that he knew Deng Mingzhe.
"What can I do to make you let me go?" Yang Zhihan raised her chin slightly and looked at him with clear eyes.
His gaze was too sharp. Even if she was wearing pants now, it was as if he could see through her. Moreover, he was standing in the middle of her wide open legs. This posture made Yang Zhihan somewhat embarrassed and angry.
"Let you go? Did I do something to you? Or do you want me to do something to you?”Wen Haotian coldly curled his lips.
Yang Zhihan glared at him." Shameless!" Didn't he do something to her in the past?
"Then what do I have to do for you to let me go?”Yang Zhihan didn't want to stay here for even a second, especially in a place with him.
He was still supporting her legs, his voice deep and beautiful." Don't worry." As long as you recover, I will let you go.”
Yang Zhihan pursed his thin lips and looked unhappy." I only hurt my head. My feet aren't injured. I can go back. I won't trouble Young Master Di."”
"You clearly know that your brain is sick. If you go out in this condition, it's hard to guarantee that you won't get injured elsewhere.”
“......”There was a hint of gentleness in his tone, but why did Yang Zhihan sound so strange? He didn't care about her at all, but was full of mockery?
She only had a head injury. How did it turn into a mental illness?
You're the one who's sick in the head. I think your brain has been kicked by a donkey.
"So, you better stay here and recuperate. When you're done recuperating, get lost! If you go back sick like this, I can't report to your fiancé.”Wen Haotian's handsome face had a trace of laziness.
“... Deng Mingzhe knows that I'm injured?"
"Of course. He asked me to take good care of you.”
"You're lying. How could he..." How could she let a man take care of her? This was too strange.
Moreover, this person is Wen Haotian, he must be lying!
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