It was her who couldn't keep calm, she angrily questioned him through gritted teeth, "Tang Yuchen, what exactly do you want?!"
The man leaned against the genuine leather swivel chair, a slight proud smile lifting his sensuous thin lips.
"An Ruo, you should believe now that everything I've told you is true."
Yes, she believed him.
Maybe she had doubted his capabilities before, but now she understood completely, he was a demon, a demon who could easily kill her with just one finger.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want?" An Ruo asked coldly.
Suddenly, Tang Yuchen's smile faded and his tone turned icy, "Don't keep asking me what I want! An Ruo, you know exactly what I'm thinking. Listen well, if you dare defy me again, do you believe I could crush you to death with one finger?"
That's when An Ruo exploded with anger, she yelled at him hysterically, "Then just crush me to death! If you can, just do it!"
