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Qiao Yanze stared at her with bloodshot eyes. After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Since you're avoiding me like the plague, you shouldn't encourage me to compete. Do you think I'll let you go once I take control? Even if you're already married and have a husband, you still won't be able to escape from me!"

He gritted his teeth towards the end.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Li Yinian smiled. "Qiao Yanze, there are some people who are destined not to be with you. You'll have to accept that sooner or later."

"Not fated with me? After being fucked by me so many times, you said you weren't fated with me?" He sneered, as if he wanted to vent all the indignation and pain in his heart through malice.

"I'm just not fated with you." Her smile was still calm. "Good luck."

She then retracted her hand and stood up.

Qiao Yanze grabbed her waist, pinched her chin and kissed her hard.