698 You're not married yet.

Yang Hanying tightened his grasp around her hair and pushed her head towards him while leaning in to forcefully kiss those plump lips when the door was kicked open and a figure emerged from outside.

Yuan Song's expressions darkened seeing Yang Hanying forcing himself on Tan Xiu while grabbing her hair and face. Her crying and struggling face made him clench his fists as he walked to him in long strikes and grasped his hand and turned him around before landing a punch on his face.

" How dare you touch her with your dirty hands?" he glowered as he punched him. He knows that he is the Emperor and its consequences can be grave, but he can't let him exploit her in front of him. He isn't afraid of dying. He is afraid to let the woman he loves to get hurt in front of him.