This is entirely self-inflicted—punishment for letting his heart wander.
But now, what can be done? A man ought to face the consequences of his own decisions.
He chased after Shangguan Qingyu, and without a word, pulled her into his arms. "Are you angry?"
"Angry? Why would I be angry? I'm no one to you."
"You sure about that?"
"Am I?"
"Well then, I'll make sure you are now." The scene Tang Feng had imagined for so long finally played out, albeit earlier than expected. He made sure to kiss her fiercely—so fiercely that Shangguan Qingyu's body melted in his embrace, until he finally let her go.
"Consider yourself claimed now. So, do you have anything left to say?"
"Outrageous." She pushed Tang Feng away and ran off.
