"You..." Qin Yuhan never expected them to threaten her with her father's life. Despicable. Utterly despicable.
"How about it? Just be a good girl and listen." Dongfang Fengyun's fingers tightened again. Qin Zhengyang gritted his teeth, refusing to scream, but the faint, crisp crack of bones in his neck was clearly audible.
"Dad, how can we do this?" Dongfang Jiu said at once. "I want her to be captivated by my charm, not won over by such methods."
"Shut up!" Dongfang Fengyun roared. Dongfang Jiu fell silent.
"You..."
Qin Yuhan's face was ashen as she collapsed to the ground, numb. Two lines of clear tears streamed down her pale, pretty face as she felt a sharp pain pierce her heart.
All she had ever wanted was to spend her life with Wu Tian, but she had never imagined something like this would happen. What am I supposed to do?
Qin Yuhan reached for her phone to call Wu Tian, but Dongfang Jiu snatched it away.
