"Bang——"
Qin Youxuan was thrown heavily onto the large bed in the bedroom.
Everything here remained the same as when she left, nothing had changed.
The only addition was the wedding photo she had cut up, which Dan Hanjie had reprinted and hung back on the wall.
Seeing that romantic and beautiful wedding photo again, Qin Youxuan's eyes were fiercely stabbed.
"Want to cut it again? Do you need me to prepare a pair of scissors for you to cut to your heart's content? Huh!" Dan Hanjie hissed fiercely into her ear.
"You can cut it all you want, I'll print out a hundred more and hang them all over the villa, out on the street," Dan Hanjie corrected her face, looking down at her.
"Even if you destroy everything, it won't change the fact that we are husband and wife, that we once shared a bed, it won't change that I have slept with you, and even now am still sleeping..."
Dan Hanjie wrapped his large hand around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.
