Chapter 14 Still Unaware of One’s Own Identity (4)
Gu Ningyi's tone changed, and his whole aura followed suit. He turned around, long legs striding towards her, then suddenly grabbed Dong Xin Yan's wrist. In the next second, Dong Xin Yan was pressed against the wall by him.
Gu Ningyi's arms were propped on both sides of her cheeks, his tall body blocking in front of her, enveloping her completely. His dark eyes lowered, cold and deep, "Dong Xin Yan, you belong to me now. Whatever I ask you to do, you must do. Understand?"
Belong to him...
Dong Xin Yan's hands hung by her sides, clenched tightly.
She, Dong Xin Yan, did not belong to him, Gu Ningyi. But right now, did she have a choice?
Dong Xin Yan closed her eyes briefly, then reopened them, having suppressed all reluctance. She replied in a low voice, "I understand."
"Be my woman. The second thing is to be at my beck and call. Remember that."
The sharp nails pricked her palm, causing some pain, yet Dong Xin Yan maintained her smile, obediently replying, "I remember."
"Very good."
Gu Ningyi smiled with satisfaction, his large hand lightly patting Dong Xin Yan's cheek. The touch was soft and delicate, and that inexplicable feeling of familiarity began to slowly surge up again.
The strength with which he caressed her face unconsciously became gentle and lingering.
But at this moment, Dong Xin Yan could only think about one thing: Gu Ningyi said it was good, so did that mean she successfully showed weakness? Then, he wouldn't continue to prosecute Ziyang, would he?