Ou Mucen's gaze also became icy cold, hearing the demand to hand her over to him, his previously somewhat mollified warmth instantly froze over, "Listen clearly, she is my woman, not yours!"
Lin Yebai's face turned white in an instant, "Just because she had a child for you, she becomes your woman? Ou Mucen, aren't you being too domineering? She hasn't even married you yet."
"So what? From the day Ye Ning got into my, Ou Mucen's, bed, she could only be my woman. Lin Yebai, I advise you not to try to take her away from me like this. If you anger me, do you believe I won't let you see her for the rest of your life?"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"You want to try?"
As a ferocious wind clashes with a violent rainstorm, as a needle confronts a stalk of wheat, in this moment, these two men were like two fierce tigers at opposite ends of a mountain, glaring angrily at each other with neither willing to back down.
