Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Yanchen’s face darkened. Right when she was about to make contact with him, his nimble body made a sharp turn before he reached out and gripped her wrist.

Bang!

Yang Sitong was flung away by him violently as she was sent slamming into the door fiercely. The pain had her choke on a deep breath of cold air, caught in a daze and barely able to recover for a good, long time.

This move of hers had ground down Lu Yanchen’s patience completely. His expressionless face brought with it a threatening killing intent while he snarled out, mincing every single word coldly and slowly, “I never get violent with women. So, don’t force me to… and don’t challenge my bottom line anymore, let alone waste any last bit of patience I have for the sake of you saving me. I’m giving you two choices now—you either get dressed and scram, or I’ll throw you out myself right away!”

The man’s words were brutal and savage.

Throw her out right away? She wasn’t even dressed yet!

Yang Sitong felt a surge of shock cruise through her entire body as an inexplicable sense of fear occupied her. She looked at him retreat uneasily, as though even being near her would cause him an extreme discomfort.

That suffocating coldness that was exuding forth from him was keeping her even further than arm’s length.

Slowly, she bent down and picked up her gown. But, as her gaze looked down, she caught sight of a pair of white shoes… A single look at the size was enough to tell that it belonged to a woman.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she trembled uncontrollably.

‘Woman ?’

‘Lu Yanchen brought a woman home?’

That instant, Yang Sitong blew up. Her attitude rebounded from fear into mania as she pointed at the shoes and questioned, “Whose are these? You’ve actually… brought a woman home?”

‘There was a woman in Lu Yanchen’s house! Then, had she witnessed that scene earlier on as well? Where was she hiding?’

Yang Sitong did not hesitate as she got dressed right away while glancing left and right in a furious rage.

A fragrant aroma was coming forth from the kitchen—she must be there!

With her shame turned into rage, she was in a total fit. “Where is that vixen? Come out! You had better come out right now! I’ll just have to see how shameless you are to try and snatch someone’s fiancé!”

In the past when Lu Yanchen was all alone, she had thought that he would eventually accept her one fine day, if not immediately. One day, he would definitely know of her good points—she had all the time in the world.

But now that Lu Yanchen had brought another woman back, didn’t that mean that she no longer stood any chance with Lu Yanchen?

Yang Sitong was flustered, completely flustered. The piercing pain in her chest was about to drown her into that endless abyss!

“SHUT UP!!” Lu Yanchen roared out. His eyes were like a frozen lake, causing every wherever he looked to freeze up. As for his voice, it was a hundred times colder than his gaze. “I am NOT your fiancé. In the year three of high school, I’ve already been to your place and annulled that arranged marriage of ours.”

“NO!! THAT’S NOT COUNTED…! NO ONE AGREED TO IT!!” Yang Sitong screamed out as anguish crushed her completely, causing tears to fill her eyes. Her voice quivered, “YOU…! THAT WOMAN INSIDE! GET HER OUT! I HAVE TO SEE FOR MYSELF JUST HOW SHE IS BETTER THAN ME IN ANY WAY!”

“… Three.” That was it… Lu Yanchen was done. This was his final ultimatum.

“WHY AM I NEVER EVER IN YOUR EYES, AND YET YOU INSIST ON HANGING OUT WITH ALL OF THOSE MESSY WOMEN?”

Yang Sitong suddenly felt that everything she had done was thoroughly ironic. She thought that with the excuse of her being a little tipsy, she could toss any bit of restraint and shyness she had to come before him stark naked, thinking that he would lose control of himself because of that…

But he? He refused to look at her even once.

Even when she tried forcing him, the only thing he had for her was disdain and contempt.

“Two.”

Omg. It’s been long since there were chapters with emotional outbursts as such!