The hand was slender and weak, yet it was like an iron clamp, causing unbearable pain where it gripped, and Sun Qianqian couldn't help but pale in the face.
"You... you let go."
She struggled to look up, and saw a pair of eyes beneath the brim of a hat.
Even through the lenses, those deep, pitch-black eyes were still clear.
Sun Qianqian suddenly froze, seeming soulless to bystanders.
Shen You'an quietly looked at the familiar face in front of her and sighed helplessly.
This was a face that often appeared in her nightmares, and also her arch-enemy from her previous life.
At the red carpet event that humiliated her, the culprit was this very person standing in front of her.
Later, Sun Qianqian became more restrained and less arrogant, but still couldn't change her inherently vicious and selfish nature.
You never know where you might encounter someone again.
Meeting here and now once more, their roles reversed, they were still at each other's throats.
