But even so, when he thought of Xia Zhisu's actions, when he thought of how Xia Zhisu had almost killed him for the man she loved, he was furious!
He was very angry!
Thinking of his unborn, poor child, his anger grew even stronger.
Prising her hands off, Ling Tian'ao snorted coldly, "I thought you said you were leaving!"
"Well, I've rolled back," Xia Zhisu refused to let go, clinging to him with her face pressed against his back.
Ling Tian'ao was angry, and when he heard Xia Zhisu's words, he nearly burst out laughing.
"Let go!" Ling Tian'ao removed Xia Zhisu's hands.
Xia Zhisu hugged him again, "I won't let go!"
She was very firm.
Ling Tian'ao glanced at the dim streetlight, "Xia Zhisu, what exactly do you want!"
"That's my line! What exactly do you want!" Xia Zhisu responded.
Ling Tian'ao did not want to say anything and still insisted on removing her hands.
But as soon as Ling Tian'ao let go of her, she wrapped her arms around his waist again.
