As he spoke, he lecherously drew closer to her.
His hand was always tucked inside his chest, as if he was hiding something.
"You... don't come any closer. If you take another step, I'll scream for help!"
Frightened out of her wits, she was almost paralyzed with fear.
Lv Zhaoliang seemed unafraid, becoming even more insolent and smug.
"Little beauty! Go on, scream all you want!"
"Make it louder; it'll sound more exciting! Scream! Scream!"
Jiang Wanrong dared not scream after all.
Retreating repeatedly, she soon found herself huddled in the corner, trembling and glaring at him.
"What exactly do you want?"
"This is the capital; if you dare to act improperly, my aunt and uncle will not let you off!"
Lv Zhaoliang glared back at her with a malevolent, lustful gaze.
"Beauty, are you stupid?"
"On this dark and windy night, if I destroy you, who would know?"
Indeed! Who would know! Jiang Wanrong was utterly despondent.
