Also titled Her Black Queen of Hearts
How could there be someone who could rile him up so easily? Why did Fang Jiatang have that knack? She could make him furious in no time at all.
That brat needed to be taught a lesson, or she'd never learn her place.
Fang Jiatang watched Chi Yilou come down the stairs with a dark expression. His long-fingered hand cut through the air with a gust of force, clamped around her neck, and pinned her against the banister. He leaned over her, his eyes as icy as if they had been dipped in frost.
His dangerous presence filled Fang Jiatang's every breath, making her deeply uncomfortable. This was the first time she'd seen this terrifying side of him.
"Fang Jiatang, I'm warning you, don't provoke me. I could kill you in a heartbeat, understand?" His icy aura carried a vicious edge as his fingers slowly tightened around her delicate neck. Red marks appeared at once.
"You... bastard... let... go." Fang Jiatang's voice broke as she told him to let go.
With his hand around Fang Jiatang's neck, Chi Yilou could feel her pulse beating beneath his fingers. He felt that just a little more pressure would be enough to snap her neck. She'd die on the spot. So fragile, like an ant in the garden, easy to crush.
His fingers dug deep into her flesh, and Chi Yilou grimaced. Seeing her moist eyes and flushed face, he finally loosened his grip, though he still held her fast. He lowered his head and whispered a cruel warning in her ear. His low voice sounded like a terrifying demon in the night. "If you do that again, I'll snap your neck and bury you in the orchard behind the villa, as fertilizer."
Two young lovers who can't stop fighting: a slightly chubby, honest girl who's sweet or sassy, paired with a handsome, roguish, scheming guy.
An attempt at a different kind of story, opening a new chapter in love. A touch of mystery as they search for the truth.
Theme: Two young lovers who can't stop fighting as they search for the truth.
