Sure, here is the translated text:
Wei Yi trembled all over, his eyes glaring at Chuzheng in shock and anger.
Chuzheng stood over there, her elegant indifference unchanged in her brows and eyes. Her gaze looked at him as if she were looking at an ant, with a dignified presence that terrified others.
Was this the woman he knew?
A person's appearance can change, but could someone's temperament undergo such a transformation in a short time?
Either she hid this side of herself before, or this person...
"Who are you!"
Wei Yi gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.
"You stole my things and don't even recognize who I am?" Chuzheng said coldly. "Even dementia isn't as forgetful as you."
Wei Yi: "..."
Chuzheng was too lazy to waste words with Wei Yi: "Throw the item over."
Wei Yi trembled in pain; it wasn't a pain from ordinary injury but one that made him almost lose feeling in his leg.
Wei Yi gritted his teeth and tossed the chain toward Chuzheng.
