The man knelt on one knee on the seat beside her, one hand bracing against the back of the front seat, the other against the car door by her head, his towering body completely leaning over her to keep her firmly trapped within his sphere of influence.
His face, too, was moving towards her incrementally with an extremely suggestive posture.
Le Tong had never noticed that the man in front of her possessed an offensive power that extended beyond the cold sarcasm and caustic remarks he was known for in the office. His formidable offensive power was more vividly displayed in his relinquishment of human decency, leaving only the primal instincts of a male animal's plunder and conquest towards the opposite sex.
This kind of offensive power from Ji Rui was more direct and terrifying to her than the hurt from his words!
Ji Rui's gaze was deep, with his slightly green pupils exuding a strong excitement and desire to kill, like a wolf targeting its prey.
