"Hello—" At last, he let go of her hand, and Jian Anning quickly loosened her wrist, turning back to glare at Yu Zexiao. Under the dim light inside the car, she could clearly see several purplish bruises on her fair wrist where his grip had been too strong. They looked like grim centipedes, utterly terrifying!
This man was simply too ruthless! It was none of his business whom she liked or didn't like! Besides, wasn't that Pei Anna someone he had bothered himself with? He couldn't vent his anger elsewhere, so he bullied her—what kind of man is he?
With an angry glare at him, her gaze happened to meet Yu Zexiao's. He immediately became displeased, "What's the matter with you?"
"What's the matter with me?" Jian Anning decided she couldn't keep being pinned down like this! She came from a free world where human rights mattered! If Yu Zexiao kept this up, she would rather sell everything she owned, even if it meant her own life, than to continue working by his side!
