He leaned in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, feeling that his whole body was limp and he couldn't use any strength.
"Wen, if you don't explain clearly why you brought me here, I'll organize your club!" Jin Ye's black eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at the blooming wintersweet in the garden and cursed.
But inadvertently, two familiar figures broke into his sight.
On the garden path, Wen Zeyu held Tong Yiqing's hand and walked in the garden. Wen Zeyu stopped from time to time to introduce the plants in the garden to Tong Yiqing.
Tong Yiqing knew it was an act, so she listened with a smile and occasionally asked a question or two.
Unintentionally, his eyes glanced at the room on the third floor where Jin Ye was locked up.
Sure enough, she really saw Jin Ye. He was leaning in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his hands and feet tied, glaring at her angrily.
"Damn you woman, you actually dared to lie to me that you were kidnapped by Wen Zeyu, and I will take you back and deal with you after I get out!"
Jin Ye was furious, thinking that Tong Yiqing had been deceived, and wanted to chop off Wen Zeyu's hands!
Even if they were divorced, she would still be his ex-wife, and he could never tolerate another man holding the hand of his ex-wife Tong Yiqing in front of him.
Tong Yiqing didn't know what Jin Ye was talking about, but she could guess from his angry look that Jin Ye must be scolding her.
Wen Zeyu saw Tong Yiqing staring at the floor-to-ceiling window of the room with Jin Ye on the third floor. He raised his head slightly and saw Jin Ye with an angry expression.
Wen Zeyu grinned a bloodthirsty sneer, took Tong Yiqing's hand and pulled hard, causing Tong Yiqing's body to immediately lose balance and hit Wen Zeyu's thick chest.
Wen Zeyu put his head to her ear and said in a warning tone: "Don't look at him."
Tong Yiqing nodded obediently: "I understand."
Then Wen Zeyu continued to order: "Kiss me."
Tong Yiqing's pretty face turned red: "Can I not kiss you?"
"It's fine if you don't kiss me. If you don't kiss me, I'll cut off Si Yunhan's leg later." A threat, definitely a threat.
With her pure personality, she would never let Wen Zeyu chop off the legs of his friend Si Yunhan.
In all kinds of embarrassment, Tong Yiqing blushed and kissed him softly on his fair cheek.