After throwing this sentence, I was pulled into the room by Qin Mochen. The door slammed closed, and I was pinned to the door by him.

"Qin Mochen, you are crazy. Don’t you love Mo Yulin? Aren’t you afraid of hurting her heart by dragging other women into her room right in front of her?"

I stared at him angrily and put my hands on his chest. At this moment, I just hoped these words could sober up Qin Mochen to let me go. My broken heart could not tolerate any more harm from him.

He grinned and smacked his lips. His one hand easily held my hands over my head while his other hand squeezed my jaw, forcing me to look up at his dark eyes.

He laughed grimly. “Mo Yufei, don't you love me? Why do you want to push me into the arms of other women now?”

My body was full of pain as I mocked him. "You were Mo Yulin's man five years ago. It has nothing to do with me. Am I wrong?"

Looking at Qin Mochen's cold expression, I sneered, "Yes, it is somehow related to me. After all, the last two years Mo Yulin had disappeared for, I have been charming her man!"

Qin Mochen frowned icily and shouted in a low voice, "Mo Yufei, don't you have anything you want to tell me?"

He was angry, which froze me for a while. I didn’t know where his anger was coming from and also had no idea what he wanted me to say.

I looked away and said weakly, "I just want to say ‘let me go please’."

And also release yourself...

We don't owe each other.

These two sentences were cruelly swallowed by me. My jaw pricked and I looked up at the angry eyes of Qin Mochen.

He grinned sarcastically. “Let you go, so you can find Su Chengzhao? I am telling you, spend one day with me, and you would never think about Su Chengzhao! “

He bowed his head and kissed my lips, mad and crazy with endless punishment.

I struggled to release myself out of his grip, but it was futile. I felt his tongue sticking in, and I bit it hardly.

Between his lips and teeth, there was a strong smell of blood, but it appeared as if he did not feel any pain. His eyes were filled with mockery held me in his arms and brought me to bed.

His heavy body lay on me and cold hands with the familiar touch roamed the sensitive parts of my body.

However, when I thought of him sleeping with Mo Yulin every night, thought of him kissing that woman with this mouth, suddenly a disgusting feeling swept over me.

I struggled and roared at him, but he grabbed my jaw. His voice was cold, but his passion was overwhelming. "What? Just this and you’re screaming? Do you want to keep your body like a jade for Su Chengzhao?”

I looked at him hatefully with a tear stained face.

I felt so tired at that moment...

I closed my eyes and quit fighting, “No matter what you think, I'm tired. If you want to have sex, hurry up, but don't disturb my sleep."

I completely relaxed. I lay under him like a corpse and could feel him on the edge of an explosion.

His rapid breathing sprayed down on my neck and tightened my heart.

"Mo Yufei, don't you have something to tell me?" Qin Mochen asked again strongly.

This was the second time tonight that he had asked me the same question. My heart was shaking, and I opened my eyes to see the man right next to me.

What did he want to know?

Why was he asking like this?

Did Su Chengzhao told him I had cervical cancer?

Just a moment later, this idea was thwarted by me. “What am I praying for?”

Qin Mochen never loved me, never cared about me; how could he care about my body?

But his abnormal behavior tonight made my heart beat like thunder. I didn’t know what he was asking.

I looked away and sneered, “I don't understand what you are talking about.”

Almost at the same time as I spoke, Qin Mochen grabbed my jaw and shouted, “Don’t pretend to be silly any longer. Did you save me from a car-crash coma five years ago?”

I Wish I Could Kill You and more ahead on Flying Lines.