"I'm a liar? Yan Xixi, you are a heartless woman! I treated you so well, yet you killed my child. I will not let you go..."
"How will you not let me go?"
They were very close. He was glaring at her furiously, but when he saw his own clear reflection in her eyes, his grip on her loosened slightly.
"Xixi, don't leave!"
"For this entire lifetime, if I tell you not to leave, you are not allowed to leave!"
She could clearly see the trace of madness deep in his eyes. It suddenly reminded her of her days as a bar hostess, and the men who had racked up thousands on their cards. They all had the same look: if they had paid a price, they felt they had to get what they paid for. If they didn't get enough, they would resort to violence. She would never forget the man who had spent 1,800 yuan on drinks. He chased her for seven or eight blocks, almost causing a multi-car pile-up, before she finally escaped him by a stroke of luck.
