"It's not true!" Lin Xinlan quickly shook her head, vehemently denying.
He gripped her wrist tightly, his teeth clenched as he said, "If that's the case, then prove it to me. Marry me right now!"
Without waiting for her response, he forcefully pulled her outside.
Lin Xinlan felt a jolt of fear and began to struggle in panic, "Rong Shaoze, let me go!"
The man paid no heed to her, nor to her struggles, and as Lin Xinlan was pulled out of the room, she clung desperately to the railing of the stairs, refusing to let go.
Rong Shaoze stopped in his tracks, turning back to glare at her ominously.
Lin Xinlan knew he was angry; it had been a very long time since he had shown her such a furious expression.
Gathering her courage, she met his gaze, her voice cold, "Rong Shaoze, you have no right to force me to marry you! I don't want to get married yet. Let me go, I don't want to argue with you."
Her words pierced his heart like a knife, the pain turning his eyes dark.
