Before she could finish speaking, the man abruptly grabbed her neck.
He forcibly pulled her to the side of a stairway, his eyes full of darkness as he tightened his grip on Wen Xin's neck.
A feeling of suffocation washed over her. Wen Xin couldn't help but try to pry his hand from her neck, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't even budge it.
The more she struggled, the harder he tightened his grip, turning Wen Xin's face pale in an instant.
Just when Wen Xin thought she was about to suffocate, the man suddenly let go. "Cough, cough, cough…" Air rushed into her throat and she collapsed on the floor, coughing until tears formed in her eyes.
The man slowly squatted down, lifted her chin, and gently wiped away the tears on Wen Xin's face. He gave her a light smile and said, "People like you do not deserve happiness. Gu Mingyu wouldn't spare a second glance for people like you."
With these words, the man walked away.