Controlling his anger was never a good skill Li ZiChen possess. He was always known to be calm but truth is far from that. Unlike his father who was much composed, he had taken his mother's attitude which made him more hot headed. Fortunately his face was more akin to his father which made it easier to control his facial expression and made himself look cold and tender instead of murderous as his heart was raging.
When he casted his glance downward to Mei Hua, Li ZiChen was only wondering if now was the right time to kill Mei Hua. There were many eyes watching but what's important to him is that AiLin wasn't watching. As long as she doesn't watch, as long as she doesn't see it.
His fingers cracked as he thought about slamming this woman to the wall. Though he was taught violence wasn't an answer, it was mostly a better choice in his head.
