Huo Yunting snatched the empty glass dangling at her finger and tossed their glasses to the floor. The piercing sound of glass shattering shocked her, convincing her that she had woken up the beast in him. 

"No! Don't!" In his grip, she shook her head.

"We are married. It's your responsibility as a wife." Rage soon welled up in his glaring eyes as he imagined how Huo Chen and his woman got along so intimately that his woman decided to reject the offer.

"It can't be done here! How can we head back to the guests after this?" She pleaded gently as possible, "Huo Yunting, self-control." 

"And yet after four years, you still don't know your husband." 

She did not know him well. Huo Yunting was no man who would care what others thought of him for what he had done. He was not the kind of man who would go against his needs because of time and place.

Lu Zhaoyang looked down at the hill beneath, she frowned, "We have a dance later, remember?" 

"I don't care." He easily pulled away her han