"Shen Qinglin, you actually lied to me. You are not my fiancé at all?" After recovering her memory, Su Meng denounced the cold and sinister man.
"You still have my engagement ring on your hand." Shen Qinglin glanced at the finger pointing at him and pointed out the fact.
"I... You..." Su Meng quickly hid her hands, trembling with anger.
"You're still living with me." Shen Qinglin glanced at the place where the two of them were and added.
"You... You..." Su Meng was speechless.
"I have evidence. Now tell me, who am I to you?" Shen Qinglin approached her, stared into her eyes, and said softly.
"... You..." Su Meng was completely enveloped by him, looking a little flustered.
"Huh?" Shen Qinglin took another step closer, and the tips of their noses were almost touching. Seeing that she was gritting her teeth and not answering, Shen Qinglin stepped forward. Su Meng was so frightened that she quickly backed away. He laughed deeply, obviously very satisfied with her performance, and pressed his lips against her little by little: "Say."
"Un! Married! Husband!" Faced with the threat, Su Meng gritted her teeth and gave in.