Yang Ning clenched her fists in disgust when Yang Luoyang suddenly grabbed her chin and looked at her with his mocking-filled gaze.
" Yang Ning, you are getting married to the Crown Prince as my rat, so just do as I order you to do."
" Don't misunderstand that this marriage is for your sake. I am the one who arranged this marriage, so you have to do as I say."
"From now on, you will report to me every single thing about Zheng Liang, from the food he eats to the people he meets. Do not miss anything!"
"Do you understand my words?" He asked coldly while pinching her chin hard.
Yang Ning winced in pain when his nails dug into her skin, leaving a slight scratch on her face.
Her frown deepened upon witnessing this kind of filthy attitude of Yang Luoyang. Until now, he had asked her to do things discreetly and had never been this much transparent to her about the things he wanted her to do.
