Han Yuanjun suddenly pressed Liang Zixuan hard against the wall and kissed her lips angrily.
He bit her lips violently, cruelly, and tyrannically, hoping to make her feel the pain in his heart in such a way.
Liang Zixuan suddenly collapsed. She had never felt such despair before. She knew that Han Yuanjun had misunderstood her. She knew that this time, no matter how she explained it, she could not explain it clearly.
"Han Yuanjun, let go of me!"
Liang Zixuan pushed the man in front of her nonstop. She didn't want to be humiliated by him like this.
Not only did Han Yuanjun not let go, he even bit her even more forcefully. Liang Zixuan's lips stung and she bit back viciously.
"Hiss …" Han Yuanjun spat out a mouthful of blood. His scarlet eyes looked angrily at the pale but abnormally calm woman in front of him.
"Liang Zixuan!" He gritted his teeth and asked, "I'll ask you one last time, what exactly were your feelings for me back then?"
