If he swallowed this anger, would he still be a man? Would he still be able to get by in Hua City? People would laugh at him if they knew about it. So, he must take revenge and repay Hao Jian two or three times for this humiliation.
Thinking of this, he angrily shook his hand and disappeared into the hallway.
...
The scene shifts to Liang Xiaohan's room. Hao Jian pulled her inside and then casually closed the door, leading her to the middle of the living room. At this moment, Hao Jian was still enjoying the moment, sighing in his heart about how smooth Liang Xiaohan's hand was; holding it was really comfortable, he really wished he could hold it forever.
However, just as this thought occurred in his mind, Liang Xiaohan's cold voice suddenly lingered in his ears.
"How long are you planning to hold my hand for?" Liang Xiaohan said coldly.
