As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, his body approaching swiftly like lightning, and grabbed her wrist.
The jade cup full of tea slipped from her hand, making a dull sound.
His movements were so fast that Xie Wanqing hadn't reacted before he had pressed her into the corner, a hand appearing at her chin, forcing her face up.
The girl's lips in his arms were a rosy red. Lu Ziyuan had experience, with memories from a past life, he had plenty of experience.
He knew exactly what this was about!
Three days.
They had been married for three days!
This fact twisted Lu Ziyuan's heart with pain, as if a heavy object was brutally knocking into it, sending it plummeting straight down an abyss without a bottom.
His fingers trembled slightly, and the rough pads of his fingers slowly rubbed the girl's lips in his arms, unconsciously applying some pressure.
"Wanwan, how dare you marry someone else?"
