Let me go!

When he woke up again, Wen Liang was lying on an unfamiliar bed.

The dark gray bedsheets that entered his eyes were wrapped in a repressive aura. On the blanket, there was a faint fragrance of cologne. It was as if a familiar feeling that came from deep within his memories had instantly enveloped his entire warm breath …

Frowning, of course she heard it. She heard the doctor not only tell her to rest in bed, but also tell her that she had fainted from overwork. To be able to make himself look like this, Wen Liang was actually quite impressed with his ability to survive.

He looked around the room that was filled with the aura of abstinence. No wonder the entire room was filled with a familiar smell, this was Qi Ye's place.

With the warmth of his consciousness, he was even more certain that he had to get out of bed and leave. Ignoring the injuries on her leg that had been inflicted by the motorcycle, she stubbornly got up and limped in the direction of the door, passing by the man standing by the bed without even taking a proper look at him.

However, the hatred in her eyes continued to be concentrated and did not dissipate for even a moment.

The woman's stubborn back finally angered Qi Ye. She didn't even get to the door before the man grabbed her wrist.

When Wen Liang turned around, her beautiful eyes were filled with rage. She looked straight at the man in front of her and said in a stiff voice, "Let go of me!"

She struggled as if her life depended on it in order to get rid of the man's hand. Yet, she was pressed down by the man on the door …