He threatened her with his fiery temper, his handsome face bruised in spots, a sight that frightened Chenxing.
"You?" Chenxing was speechless in fury.
Ignoring her, he asked, "Will you leave or not?"
Biting her lip, she muttered curses towards him. Chenxing sniffled, "I will!"
"Remember to be polite, whatever my eldest brother does, you can't talk back to him. Later, brother three will buy you sweets," Nan Baihao prodded her to take each step forward.
Chenxing, on the verge of tears, wondered what use candy was when she especially despised it.
Chenxing gripped the door handle, hesitating whether she could avoid entering. Nan Baihao gave her a no-choice gaze. Feeling distressed, she burst into tears.
"Get out!"
Just as she entered, a voice devoid of warmth came from inside.
