The Woman Who Owns My Heart

"Get out!" Tang Chen kicked with all his strength. "Qi Junze, if you have the guts to drug Lin Wanwan, I will never go easy on you."

The door burst wide open.

Qi Junze's eyes flickered with contemplation as he glanced at Tang Chen's almost desperate expression.

His lips restored its curvature when he heard the subtle moan.

He didn't think that Lin Wanwan would be such a sl*t.

Fine, it's more fun for Tang Chen to unwrap the gift by himself.

The lounge was spacious, and Tang Chen took a while to locate Lin Wanwan at the corner of the room.

The enraging scene that he had imagined did not appear. In fact, what he saw was the complete opposite.

Lin Wanwan's hair was down as she strolled casually.

A crimson cane was held in her hand, and like a venomous viper, it struck with every flick of her wrist.

The victim was a man shivering in fear, attempting to make a run for his life.

"Keep your mouth shut!"