In this woman's eyes, there was no trace of himself.
"Tang Xi, you really challenge my bottom line time and time again, sneaking out to book a room with Xu Yiran." The man's voice was bone-chillingly cold, devoid of any emotion in his eyes. He looked at the woman's reddened lips, her lipstick smeared, feeling as if something was tearing inside his heart.
He lowered his head, furiously biting her lips.
He wanted even more to erase the traces of another man from her lips.
Tang Xi struggled in discomfort, it wasn't a kiss, but a bite.
It was painful and uncomfortable, as if her lips had split.
She tasted blood between her teeth.
She furrowed her brows and subconsciously resisted, which only enraged him more.
Trembling, Tang Xi hoarsely said, "It's not what you think, I was drugged, I passed out and when I opened my eyes, I was here, nothing happened between Xu Yiran and me! Nothing at all!"
In his eyes, her explanation was just a sign of her guilt.
