On the top floor of the Xieerte Hotel.
Duan Feibai carried Sun Li out of the elevator and found a luxurious, comfortable guest room. After entering, he violently threw her onto the bed.
Sun Li felt dizzy from the impact and couldn't stop herself from cursing him.
Standing by the bed, Duan Feibai stared down at her, his voice like ice. "As my wife, it's bad enough you don't come home, but you insist on staying with another man."
"Xiao Li, my patience with you has run out."
Sun Li met his icy stare with a disdainful sneer. "You have some nerve saying that. Did you save my sister-in-law?"
"No, you didn't!"
"Not only did you fail to save her, you wanted her to never return!"
Duan Feibai shrugged nonchalantly, took off his coat, and then unhurriedly began unbuttoning his shirt.
"What's the use of saying all this now?"
"You've fallen into my hands. Do you really think you can escape?"
