jdhmnovel Chapter 197 Moral Decline
Chapter 197 Moral Decline
His eyes were bloodshot, the muscles on his face were twisted with anger, and the curses came out of his mouth like a machine gun.
However, An Wuhen turned a deaf ear to his madness.
He just waved his hand lightly, just like turning off a noisy switch, and directly blocked Peng Shiyan.
Peng Shiyan's voice instantly disappeared in this small spiritual space, leaving only his angry and helpless struggle echoing in the air.
After a long time, An Wuhen finally seemed to remember Peng Shiyan, whom he had blocked, and had the leisure to pay attention to him.
He raised his chin slightly, with a matter-of-fact look on his face, and said coldly: "She is my woman."
His tone was full of possessiveness, as if Peng Qinqin was just one of his private properties and he could do whatever he wanted with it.
"Then you can't either!!" You can't use his body either!
Although he was extremely disappointed with Peng Qinqin, he was not as cruel as this.
How can he face people in the future with such moral degradation?!
An Wuhen raised his lips in a mocking smile, "Can't what? Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate with me? This is the price of betraying me."
Peng Shiyan's eyes widened in anger, his body trembling with rage. "When did I ever betray you? It was you who forcibly occupied my body and did such a shameless thing!"
An Wuhen sneered, "Do you think that killing my men back then didn't count as betrayal? If you weren't so cruel, how could I have ended up using your body to do things?"
Peng Shiyan's heart trembled.
Seeing that he was silent, An Wuhen became even more arrogant, "Peng Qinqin is my plaything. And you, just be my shell."
Peng Shiyan clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. He knew that his strength was far inferior to An Wuhen's at the moment, but the flame of revenge in his heart burned more and more fiercely.
He secretly vowed to find an opportunity to break free from An Wuhen's control and make him pay for his actions.
An Wuhen no longer paid attention to Peng Shiyan. In his opinion, Peng Shiyan was just a clown who could never make a comeback.
In the cave, the lights flickered, casting strange shadows.
He took slow and steady steps, and every step seemed to step on Peng Qinqin's tense nerves.
He was like a lurking hunter, slowly approaching his prey.
Finally, he slowly walked to Peng Qinqin's side, and his tall figure instantly enveloped her, like a dark cloud blocking the faint light.
Peng Qinqin's eyes moved slightly.
Why not let her go?!
He stretched out his hand, which was slender and powerful, yet carried a chilling coldness. He pinched Peng Qinqin's chin. His movements seemed gentle, but with irresistible force, forcing her to raise her head and look directly at him.
An Wuhen's eyes were deeply cold, hiding countless conspiracies and calculations, like a bottomless cold pond, which made people afraid.
"How have you considered it?" His voice was low and hoarse, and every word sounded like a curse coming from the depths of hell, echoing in this silent space.
Peng Qinqin looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of her. It was her father's face.
But now, behind this face lies the evil soul of An Wuhen.
When she thought of this, she felt a bone-chilling chill rising from the bottom of her heart. The blood in her body seemed to solidify, and every inch of her skin trembled in cold fear.