After Han Zhifan heard her response, he burst out laughing. He turned around and walked up to her with a smile on his face as he stared at her for a while. He bent over slightly and drew closer to her face. "Did you think simply wanting it could make it happen?"
With that said, his gaze turned cold as his tone of voice became cool and sinister. "Let me tell you something. You want it, but I don't. I'm not in the mood tonight. Even if you stripped yourself naked and stopped in front of me, I wouldn't even be willing to give you another glance!"
After Han Zhifan spoke his harsh words, he straightened up. Without lingering another moment, he turned right around and headed for the car.
Cheng Weiwan instinctively reached out and pulled on his arm.
Before she could forcefully stop him from walking away, he abruptly raised his arm and swung it backward.
At the great force of his swing, Cheng Weiwan took a few steps back and fell to the ground.
