Moyan’s mind cleared in an instant. Recalling Wen Hengzhi’s previous cold indifference and guessing that he was likely just another fickle, dissolute man, her passion evaporated. She stared coldly at the man pinning her down.
Her sharp words cut through the air: "Master truly is a dashing, captivating man. But tell me, since when does a Death Guard in the service of the West City Lord make a habit of breaking into an unmarried young lady’s bedchamber in the middle of the night to commit lewd acts? Wen Hengzhi, what exactly do you take me for?"
Sensing the chill radiating from the woman’s core and meeting her frozen gaze, Wen Hengzhi’s anger and desire vanished in an instant.
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