"It hurts...it hurts so much..." Shangguan Jing's tears fell as the pain compelled her to release Ye Anran's hand.
It truly hurt.
Bo Jinyu did not show a shred of mercy, using all his strength.
Upon seeing Shangguan Jing let go, he forcefully jerked his hand free from hers.
Lowering his head, he took Little Anran's hand and observed the bright red impressions of fingernails on her arm. His eyes clouded with heartache.
He asked tenderly as he rubbed her fingers, "Does it hurt?"
"Yes." Ye Anran nodded, her face filled with upset.
In truth, it did not hurt much at all.
Shangguan Jing's crying only intensified, her indignation reaching a boiling point.
How could Bo Jinyu be so heartless towards her?
How could he treat her like this?
Ye Anran glanced at Shangguan Jing, who was simultaneously glaring back with hate in her eyes.
At that moment, the elevator door opened, and she stormed out without a backward glance.
