A fashion queen

At this critical moment, he flashed with lightning speed, and his other hand suddenly reached forward. That hand was as strong and powerful as an iron clamp, instantly locking Bai Feifei's hands tightly. She felt her wrists tightly bound by a huge force, as if it was sinking into her bones. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move at all.

"You lost..." Song Yuhang leaned forward slightly, placed his lips close to her ear, and whispered softly. His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of the pride and confidence of a winner.

Bai Feifei twisted her body unwillingly, trying to break free from the suffocating confinement. However, no matter how hard she struggled, she was like a fly caught in a spider's web, all her efforts were in vain. Finally, panting, she stopped and gave up resisting. But her beautiful eyes remained fixed on Song Yuhang, filled with anger and unwillingness.

"You've been impressive this time, but I won't give in!" Bai Feifei gritted her teeth, each word coming out through gritted teeth. Even though she was currently at a disadvantage, her inherent stubbornness and pride meant she wouldn't give in easily.

Song Yuhang stared silently at the stubborn, unyielding woman before him. Her delicate face flushed crimson with anger and resentment, as alluring as a ripe apple. His lips involuntarily curled up, a faint, almost imperceptible smile forming. This smile, while particularly captivating on his handsome face, also heightened the tension.

Then, he slowly loosened his grip on Bai Feifei's hands. His grip, once tight, gradually loosened, as if in a gesture of pity and mercy for her inability to resist. As his grip relaxed, Bai Feifei was able to withdraw her small, reddened hands and subconsciously rubbed her wrists.

Song Yuhang straightened his body and looked down at the petite Bai Feifei in front of him with a condescending attitude. His eyes, as deep as a pool of water, flickered with a hint of provocation, as if to declare to the other party: This contest is just the beginning, the real excitement is yet to come!

"Hmph!" Bai Feifei glared at Song Yuhang, who had just released her, and snorted coldly, "Thank goodness Sister Xueying didn't choose someone like you. You have no compassion for women!" The mention of Xueying intensified her indignation. After all, Xueying was her beloved sister. How could she be betrayed by such a heartless and ungrateful person? Furthermore, this guy, knowing Xueying was already married, was still feigning affection. It was simply disgusting.

"Xue Ying?" When Song Yuhang heard this familiar yet distant name, his expression changed slightly in an instant, as if a soft corner deep in his heart was touched.

Just a moment later, he quickly regained his usual composure, making it difficult to detect the emotional fluctuations just now.

"Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? Stop pretending here! Don't think that I am as simple and kind as Xueying, and would be easily fooled by your hypocritical appearance!" Bai Feifei became more and more angry as she spoke, and her voice unconsciously rose by several decibels, and her tone became more and more sharp and harsh.

Song Yuhang's eyes instantly became as cold as a pond, his face filled with indifference. He said mercilessly, "I don't need you to comment on what happened between Xueying and me. Also, please don't speak to me in such a disgusting tone from now on!"

However, Bai Feifei acted as if she hadn't heard anything and continued to talk to herself, as if she didn't feel Song Yuhang's anger and indifference. "If I were Sister Xueying, I'm afraid I would never like someone as heartless and ungrateful as you."

"You..." Song Yuhang was instantly enraged, his rage boiling like a volcano. Why did this despicable woman have to bring up the past now? Fortunately, after all this time, he had completely let go of the past.

But now, when those long-forgotten memories were once again uncovered by the woman in front of him, he was so angry that he could no longer control his emotions. His right hand stretched out like lightning and tightly pinched Bai Feifei's delicate little chin. The powerful force forced her to raise her head and face him.

"What do you want to do?" Bai Feifei was terrified and struggled desperately to break free from Song Yuhang's iron-like restraints, but the other party was too strong and no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain.