"Tang Yuchen, since you've chosen Lan Keren, you should let go of me. But it doesn't matter if you don't let go, I have let go of you anyway, and one day, I will find love that belongs to me."
Her words completely enraged Tang Yuchen.
The man suddenly grabbed her chin, lifted it, and fiercely kissed her lips.
His kiss was crazed and rough, filled with intense punishment and heartache.
The more An Ruo struggled, the more suffocating his kisses became; her lips were bitten open, and her tongue felt numb, without sensation. Her chest was being pressed tightly against his solid torso, feeling as if all her organs were being squeezed out.
Just as her vision began to darken, he quickly let her go and took a step back.
An Ruo leaned weakly against the elevator, her body slowly sliding down to crouch.
She gasped for air, and his voice, devoid of any warmth, resounded above her head, "Remember what I said, I always mean what I say."
