If she was going to do it, she might as well do it herself. Why did she have to kidnap a cowherd?
Huangfu Ye cut into her two trouser legs with his knife. The tip of the blade slid back and forth between her legs. He grinned, "If I just thrust the knife in, will you find it enjoyable?"
"Brother, let's talk things out!" An Xiaonuan said nervously, forcing a smile that was worse than crying.
"Talk what?!" Huangfu Ye was truly fed up with her, his hatred thoroughly seeping into his bones. She had ruined his entire life.
"I ask, you answer. If I find out you're lying, I'll thrust the knife in and cause you some more blood loss!"
"..."
"Name!"
"An Xiaonuan."
"Age."
"Nineteen."
"Occupation."
"Full-time coffee shop waitress, part-time flower vendor, leaflet distributor, food and parcel courier, bar server, hourly worker..."
"Stop!"
Huangfu Ye shouted. He didn't care to hear about all the odd jobs she was doing; knowing her name was enough.
