Chapter 209
An Ruo adamantly refused to hold the wedding with him, but he insisted on forcing her.
The contrast was just too great!
However, the man assumed it was because he had put so much effort into preparing for the wedding, and if she refused to go through with it, it would mean a waste of his efforts.
And since it was something he wanted to do, she had no right to refuse. No one could stop what he wanted to do.
But he still felt frustrated. Usually, people would beg him to do things for them; when had it ever been necessary for him to force someone else to do something?
As he suppressed An Ruo’s renewed struggles, the man roared at her in anger, “An Ruo, if you don’t agree right now, believe me, I’ll take you right here on the spot!”
An Ruo stopped in her tracks, staring at the man in the mirror whose face had turned iron blue. She was furious as well, “Suit yourself. Even if I die, I won’t hold the wedding with you!”
Her stubbornness also prevented her from bowing down to him.
She wouldn’t hold a wedding with him; she wanted a divorce. How could she divorce him if she went through with the wedding?
Tang Yuchen narrowed his dangerous eyes and, in the next second, forcefully turned An Ruo’s head and kissed her fiercely. Her neck was almost twisted to the breaking point, causing tears to stream down her face from the pain.
The rough man had no intention of being gentle or cherishing her; his hand was placed on her chest, kneading forcefully, causing An Ruo’s tears to flow continuously.
Tang Yuchen savagely plundered her mouth until she was almost suffocating. Then he turned her body around, lifted her onto the vanity, wedged himself between her legs, clasped the back of her head, and once again stole her breath.
Their bodies pressed tightly together, An Ruo could feel his burning heat, coiled and full of danger.
He tore off her pants in a few swift movements. She wanted to resist, wanted to slap him hard, but she was tightly pinned by him, leaving no room to resist at all.
Suddenly, without giving her a chance to react, he forcefully entered her body. An Ruo couldn’t help but cry out. The next second, he was inside her, thrashing violently.
Suppressing her cries of shame and rage, she uncontrollably pounded on his body, completely disheveled.
“Knock knock…” At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The low voice sounded discrete in the room, but it was jarringly obtrusive.
An Ruo’s nerves were all taut. She stared at the door in horror, afraid it would be suddenly pushed open.
“Knock knock… Mr. Tang, the wedding dress has arrived,” a woman said from outside the door.
Another voice arose.
“Mr. Tang, the time for the wedding is approaching, should you not be preparing to make an appearance now?”
An Ruo pushed against the man’s body, silently telling him: There are people outside, stop right now!
But the man did not care about the people outside at all. He tightened his grip around her waist and thrust deeply, the two of them now fitting tightly together, leaving no space between them.
“Mm…” His action made her let out a stifled moan.
Tang Yuchen enjoyed the complex expression on her face, his lips curling into a malicious arc, “Baby, if you don’t agree to the wedding, we can just keep doing this. Maybe they will get impatient and push the door open themselves. What do you think their faces would look like when they see what we’re doing?”
An Ruo’s face turned pale, her eyes filled with anger, “You pervert!”
“That’s right, I am a pervert. Or is it the first day you’ve known me?”
“Tang Yuchen, you’re going too far!”
“Baby, I only like to bully you.” He continued with his malicious movements, each thrust deeply