"Mo Yixuan, let me go." Self-encouraged, Xia Yuwei suddenly grasped her finger tight, no previous fear in her eyes.
She didn't want to continue disguising herself any more.
She was wrong, but the man in front of her also partly contributed to today's situation.
They were just the same.
"If you don't let go of me, I'll call the police." Xia Yuwei said out loud, one hand reached out to pick up the mobile phone.
Mo Yixuan suddenly took back his feet, and then kicked the mobile phone on the ground.
The cell phone hit the wall, breaking hard again, almost into pieces.
Xia Yuwei took advantage of the moment he took back her feet and stood up. She stepped back a little and looked up at Mo Yixuan fearlessly. No fear and horror could be seen in her eyes, but more hatred.
She clenched her fist tight and said angrily.
"Mo Yixuan, today, either you kill me if you dare, or you just get out of here."
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