The night Jiang Yan forced Su Qing to marry him.
She was trapped by Jiang Yan in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a high-rise building.
There were gorgeous fireworks behind her, and in front of her eyes, the man who was regarded as arrogant, cold and ascetic by outsiders was holding her waist.
Next to the ear, his thin lips were close to each other, and he coaxed with warmth, "Qingqing, please take it easy and marry me, okay?"
Su Qing put her hand on the man's chest, her fingers trembling.
Under her palm, the man's heartbeat was as strong as a drum, reminding her every time how passionate he was.
She shouldn't see her.
Men bully me.
His hands were raised above his head, and his thin lips pressed against hers, caressing her with seduction, "Then I'll give in and marry you."
