"Ji Ziming!"
Sensing the cold hand on her bare chest, Pei Ge's heart was in her mouth.
She looked at the man with hatred.
"Don't force me to hate you!"
The man's hands stilled at her words.
However, when he saw the hatred on her face, his lips curled into a cold smirk.
His well-defined hands then caressed her chest more firmly.
"If you want to hate me, then do so."
"…"
Pak!
For a moment, it seemed that something in her heart broke.
She looked at the smirk on his face in disbelief.
He doesn't care about me, so… he can do this fearlessly…
Instinctively, she lowered her head as sadness consumed her.
Why… did it become so bad between us?
"…Look at me."
The man lowered his head at the woman, who was neither looking at him nor resisting his advances. All of a sudden, he felt something odd.
He held her chin and stared at her fervently.
