Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1086 - 1085: From Now On, Without Her

Chu Qianli never dread of this.

Never ever.

His true thod turned out to be like this!

At this mont, her half body was exposed, utterly bare.

Her clothes had been ripped off by Feng Yexuan, and before she could even feel shy, she already started to panic.

"Feng Yexuan, what are you doing? Let go!"

Feng Yexuan did not let go, still clutching her wrist, heading for the door.

Moving so swiftly, and because she had been administered Soft Bone Powder, the woman behind him couldn’t walk at all.

Eventually, Chu Qianli’s legs gave way, and half of her body fell to the ground.

Sadly, this did not elicit the slightest pity from the man.

Feng Yexuan’s steps did not cease for a mont, and she, like a puppet, was dragged on the ground.

"Let go!"

Almost at the door!

She had completely given up hope on this man; he was indeed about to throw her out.

Half-naked, utterly exposed, thrown into the sight of everyone.

"Feng Yexuan... please, please don’t do this."

Feng Yexuan stopped, turned back to look at her, his voice as cold as ever, "Take out the weapon."

This weapon was extrely formidable; he had to have his people make the sa.

Long Xinghe had left, and presently, only Chu Qianli possessed it.

Taking it back would allow for an exact replication.

Chu Qianli glared at him, her eyes bloodshot, yet she stubbornly held back, not letting her tears fall.

She wasn’t that vulnerable, definitely not!

"Don’t waste my ti. The longer this drags on, the more people will co hearing the commotion. Do you want more spectators?"

He was out of patience.

Only three steps separated him from that door.

And her entirely exposed body, right within his sight.

Yet looking at it, the man’s eyes harbored not a trace of distraction.

The body that once had a deadly attraction for him, now, in his sight, seed nothing more than a lifeless object.

Chu Qianli tried to cover herself, he even said impatiently, "I will count to three!"

"For you... I’m giving it to you."

She twisted her wrist, and in her hand, appeared a black ball.

Super Thunder Bomb.

Feng Yexuan’s eyes finally showed so change.

With a large hand, he scooped up the Thunderbolt Grenade and after studying it carefully, flung it aside.

Chu Qianli was thrown out, accidentally hitting a nearby chair.

Pain!

The pain almost caused the tears she had been holding back to roll down.

She bit her lip, arms wrapped around her, shielding her indelicate body.

Looking up, the room had already lost the tall figure of Feng Yexuan.

He had left.

Having obtained what he wanted, he left imdiately, without a second glance at everything in the room.

She didn’t know what she was still hoping for.

Perhaps, this was the last ti she would hope.

Her sorely grabbed wrist twisted slightly, and a set of clothes fell into her hands.

Her arms weak, she gingerly lifted her soft limbs to put on the clothes.

Thoroughly, ticulously.

Finally, she dressed herself up completely.

But although the clothes were worn, the humiliation lingered persistently in her mind, unable to be dispelled.

He had used the most terrible ans to humiliate her.

If just now, she hadn’t taken out the Thunderbolt Grenade, would he really have opened the door and thrown her out?

Chu Qianli leaned against the chair that had hurt her, curled her legs, and buried her face in her knees.

He would.

He really would.

That indifferent gaze, making one feel devoid of any human warmth, clearly told her, he would stick to his words.

Because, from now on, she no longer existed in his heart.