Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (192)
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Fair?"
Feng Yunan put on a mocking smile. "You want to talk about fairness with me? What right do you have? Whether in terms of status, wealth, or strength, you are the weak. The weak must obey the strong, understand?"
"I don't understand. This is ridiculous!"
Qiao Ruoxi did not dare to agree with him. If he were to act like a tyrant, wouldn't the whole world be in chaos?
"I'll make you understand, weakling."
After saying that disdainfully, Feng Yunan grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the building.
'F*ck, he called me a weakling.'
'You are the weakling! Your whole family are weaklings!!!'
"Feng Yunan, let me go. Where are you taking me?"
Qiao Ruoxi felt like she was on the verge of breaking down. She was experiencing the strength of a man.
She was no match for him. As long as he made a move, she would be completely helpless.
"Mrs. Feng, do you need me to remind you again where your home is?"