Xiyan was utterly exasperated—how could this bastard have such thick skin?
"Ou Jue, I hate you!"
"Say that to me again, if you dare!"
"I hate you, I hate you!" Xiyan stomped her feet furiously, clutching the gift bag in her hands before spinning around and running off.
She didn't know where she was heading, she just... instinctively wanted to leave.
"Idiot, let me kindly remind you, this is the outskirts!"
Without him, this woman could walk until dark and still not make it back to the city.
Xiyan froze mid-step.
Ou Jue crossed his arms, striking a deeply arrogant pose, "If your attitude improves a little, this young master might consider taking you back."
Xiyan was furious. "I won't stupidly get in your car again! I don't want to see you! You bastard who stole my first kiss!"
Ou Jue's handsome face immediately darkened several degrees. "Xia Xiyan, you're asking for this!"
With that, he turned around as well.
The two walked away from each other in opposite directions.
