Huo Yichen only wanted to save Murong Qiao now.
"Qiaoqiao, step back and turn your back." He made up his mind.
Reminding Murong Qiao to avoid it was his last bit of rationality.
Murong Qiao followed his instructions and took two steps back with her back facing him. As soon as she pulled away, she heard an ear-piercing sound.
BANG!
Huo Yichen picked up the chair and slammed it against the door. It was as if he had gone all out, each time harder than the last.
Bang! Bang!
Then, he hit it a few more times.
Murong Qiao was forced to cover her ears, but she felt that the sound was even louder than before.
She couldn't help but steal a glance at Huo Yichen, only to see that his eyes were pitch-black under the light of the street lamp behind him, exuding a violent aura.
That was a side that Huo Yichen didn't want her to see.
