"How did you meet that man!" he frowned, radiating an aura of darkness. Like Asura, his gaze was as sharp as a blade!
But who was Jian Anning? There was no way she would be intimidated by him! She shot back a glare instantly, her expression icy, "Yu Zexiao, don't forget the three rules of our agreement!"
She had made it clear from the start that if Yu Zexiao dared to lose his temper, she wouldn't hesitate to leave!
Where would Yu Zexiao care about that? When his temper flared, no one could calm him down! By now, he had come to regard Jian Anning as his possession, something to be kept in his mouth for fear of it being snatched away.
He might have been a simple-minded guy, but he was certainly not stupid. Situ Xuan—Yu Zexiao knew from just one look that he was not someone Jian Anning could have possibly met while working as an assistant. His gaze, although not blatantly affectionate like Lu Jiayuan's, was unmistakably tender!
