Lu Tingchen (sneering): “Su Wanqing, you should know that you belong to me.”
Su Wanqing (struggling, her gaze stubborn): “Mr. Lu, you can’t force someone to love you.”
Lu Tingchen (rubbing a thumb over her lips, his voice possessive): “I’ll decide whether it’s sweet. This villa is your cage, and I, ” (bending close to her ear, his voice low and hoarse) “, am the only key that can keep you locked inside.”
