He gripped her hands tightly as they danced.. Finally, she couldn't stand the force anymore as she wrinkled her delicate brows.
"It hurts…" she said softly in protest.
Ye Sijue didn't reply to her. He was waiting for her to look up at him before he would ease up on the grip.
This was the first time that Annie felt this side of him and was quite helpless. She finally looked up in resignation, sounding defiant as she said to him, "Ye Sijue, can you be gentler? You're gripping me too tightly. It hurts."
Ye Sijue's gaze was deeper than usual as he stared at her. He said in his low voice, "It hurts? Have you ever thought about how I feel?"
She didn't expect him to say this.
"I…" She hesitated. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know what to say.
What should she say?
Should she have told him that her fiancé came to pick her up, so she had to go home?
She knew that if she had told him that, he would never have let her go.
