Ye Cheng heard the words "the only", and frowned: "You've seen the person now. Please leave and don't disturb my work."
"I won't leave." Zimei shook her head, "Isn't it nice to stay here with you?"
Ye Cheng suddenly stood up, strode to her front, and grabbed her wrist: "Zimei, do you really think I won't hit women? Playing me again and again, in your eyes I'm being toyed with, is it particularly fun?"
His face was tense, and his phoenix eyes were filled with deep anger.
"I'm not playing you..."
Zimei looked at him in confusion.
"You texted me saying you wanted to let go, yet you keep entangling, even followed me to Tokyo. What isn't this if not playing me? In your view, am I so easily swayed by you? You ill-natured woman!"
Ye Cheng was somewhat excited, exerting strong force on her wrist, and Zimei felt a slight pain.
She stared blankly at him, not expecting him to be so angry.
