"Wen Nuan?" Gu Rui, accompanied by Han Bi, had intended to get to know Fang Liucheng, but unexpectedly, Fang Liucheng, with sharp eyes, recognized Wen Nuan and strode over, instantly grabbing her wrist. Seeing her outfit, he asked sternly, "What are you doing here?"
Her wrist ached from his grip, and though she tried to shake it off, she couldn't, feeling annoyed, "Who do you think you are? Why do you care why I'm here?"
Fang Liucheng's eyes darkened as he tightened his hold, causing Wen Nuan's wrist to redden. She struggled hard, but he pulled even tighter. A rush of anger and urgency surged through Fang Liucheng as he looked at her outfit, feeling a fire burning inside him.
She belonged to him, and no one else could take her away.
