He hurt her!
How could he have hurt her!
This was the only thought that crossed Jing Chen's mind at this moment.
At that moment, his gaze on Mu Lin instinctively became cautious. Like an instinct, the hand that gripped and hurt Mu Lin was still holding her tightly. He didn't know whether to let go or not.
Was she angry? Jing Chen's heart was complex at this moment, suddenly afraid to know the answer.
Eventually, it was Mu Lin who reminded him.
"Jing Chen, you can let go of me now, you've won." Mu Lin said; the result would be the same if they continued this competition, she could not beat him.
She thought, could it be that he wanted to compete with her further?
Of course not.
If Jing Chen knew what Mu Lin was thinking at this moment, he would undoubtedly retort without hesitation. This was his instinct.
