"What am I doing? What did you say I'm going to do? Of course I'm taking you back to Jinling,"
Wu Yingxiong hummed coldly.
"Wu Yingxiong, I've told you I don't like you. Even if you take me back to Jinling, it will be of no use,"
Yan Ling glared at Wu Yingxiong and yelled.
"I originally wanted to take you back to become the future Family Head's wife of my Wu Family." Wu Yingxiong narrowed his eyes as he gazed at Yan Ling, one hand caressing her smooth, fair cheek, he scoffed:
"But now, I want to make you my woman slave, to provide me with illicit pleasure to my heart's content. I want to make sure you can never escape my clutches in this lifetime, to become my slave."
As Wu Yingxiong spoke, he tightly gripped Yan Ling's rounded and delicate chin, his face revealing a devilish smile.
Yan Ling's eyes flashed with fear, her body trembling slightly as the image of Ye Luo emerged in her mind.