When Shangguan Wan heard Ye Yanfeng's words, her breath tightened.
These kinds of words were not something a decent aristocrat would say.
Seeing Shangguan Wan was in a daze, Ye Yanfeng grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the wall nearby.
He was half a head taller than her and when he looked down at her, there was a strong sense of oppression.
Ye Yanfeng narrowed his dangerous and cold eyes, his handsome and evil face approached Shangguan Wan.
His heavy breath spilled onto her face.
This feeling was inexplicably dangerous.
Shangguan Wan wanted to push him away but he grabbed her wrists, pressing it on top of her head. His thin lips came close to her ear and said, "That keeper was your husband, right? In order not to let me see him, you provoked me on purpose, hmm?"
Shangguan Wan forced herself to be calm and smiled coldly. "I don't know what you're talking about."
