When she heard the man's tone, Cen Xi turned around and left.
"I hurt my hand."
Cen Xi's steps paused slightly.
Thinking that General Bo had said that he was going to the North and that she might not be able to see him for some time, the stubbornness in her heart eased slightly.
Cen Xi walked towards him.
When she was a few steps away, he came over, clasping her wrist and dragging her forward.
Cen Xi struggled and glared angrily at him. "Young Master Qiao, what are you doing?"
But Qiao Yanze said nothing and dragged her forward. Cen Xi pulled back her hand. He had grabbed her quite tightly and there were faint red finger marks on her slender and fair wrist.
Lowering her head, Cen Xi rubbed her wrist. Even though they were a few steps apart, she could clearly feel the anger coming off him.
What in the world was he so angry about? She had not done anything to annoy him!
