Chu Yihen stared down at her with a cold gaze. "Chu Ruohan, be clear with me, what have you been up to behind my back in these past few days?" he demanded.
"I..." She fluttered at his icy stare.
"Now, tell me the truth!" Chu Yihen lost patience, and glanced at her ominously, "What did you do to Jian Qing?"
Hearing Jian Qing's name over and over, a twinge of bitterness came over Chu Ruohan.
"Brother, can't you stop bringing up Jian Qing? She has never appreciated your concern..."
Her low growl conveyed frustration and indignation.
"Slap––"
The unfinished sentence vanished under the loud sound of a slap.
"Yihen!"
Jiang Fan also jumped, his gaze landing worriedly on Chu Ruohan.
The palm of his hand slightly numb, Chu Yihen pulled back his hand, his eyes swirling with shadows and oddly chilling.
"What exactly have you been doing behind my back?"
He showed no mercy with that slap.
