"I'm crossing the line!"
Li Yucheng ruthlessly seized the small hands pushing against his chest by the wrists.
His large hands clamped around Yu Lan's wrists like steel cuffs. He forced them up over her head, then shoved her back with overwhelming strength.
With her slender frame, Yu Lan was pinned against the smooth wall of the corridor by Li Yucheng.
Li Yucheng stood before her, breathing heavily. It was as if some unpleasant topic had been broached; his deep blue pupils were instantly tinged with bloodlust. His chest heaved as he stared down at Yu Lan, his expression unreadable.
In that moment, Yu Lan was too terrified to speak.
'No wonder the Science Research Institute pays so well. Is it because I'll have to deal with psychos all the time?'
'If so, I think I'd better find a different job.'
'She was already seriously thinking about quitting.'
But Li Yucheng, standing before her, simply looked down condescendingly at the clearly terrified Yu Lan.
