Seconds later, he clutched her chin and slowly turned her face towards him.
He stared at the brimming tears in her eyes with the same cold and merciless expression. He didn't look like he was going to soften up in the slightest as he mocked her, "Why are you crying? Isn't this how you like it?"
Ji Yi didn't understand how she angered him from the moment He Jichen turned up without warning at the doors of the Yue Yuan lounge up to this moment. Now that she heard him ask this with such hatred, her eyes upon He Jichen's face looked confused.
How I liked it? How I liked it?
The woman's large, pitch black, wet eyes and her puzzled expression made her look completely innocent.
Innocent?
That word flashed across He Jichen's mind and a cold smile arose from his lips.
