Looking at Su Zhicheng's angry look, she felt it was inexplicable.
Qin Wan laughed softly, though the laughter didn't reach her eyes.
Su Zhicheng stretched out his hand to snatch the box from her, but she quickly extended the hand holding the box behind her back and instinctively pushed Su Zhicheng away with her other hand.
Her strength was not weak, catching Su Zhicheng off-guard with her quick response.
He staggered back two steps.
"Su Zhicheng, if you're sick, go to the mental hospital, don't go crazy here."
Qin Wan restrained Yun Yang, who was about to hit Su Zhicheng, and mocked him coldly.
Su Zhicheng, seeing their close behavior, and how she treasured the gift from that man, felt his face turn ashen with anger.
"Qin Wan, you say I'm sick, but I think the sick person is you. Even if you don't like Shaocheng, you shouldn't be cheating on him. I'll call Shaocheng right now and let him see your true face."
"Psychopath."
