Qiao Yu's sudden movement caught Xia Ning by surprise. Within a moment, her legs were pushed against the front of the car by him, her wrists held tight by two big hands. She could not move at all. The anger in her chest rose immediately. "Fighting? You think we are in a fight? Are you insane?!"
As she moved up her sight, she met his deep eyes and her heart skipped a beat. She said with a serious voice, "Let me go!"
Qiao Yu saw her frown and realized that his movements were a bit too much just now. He let her loose and said in a low voice, "Let's talk."
He loosened his hands and stepped back. Xia Ning felt the suppressed feelings just now were gone. She rubbed her wrists and sneered at Qiao Yu. "What do we have left to talk about? We've talked about everything three years ago."
"The thing that I asked you to consider last time. What do you think?" Qiao Yu looked at her and asked.
