Fu Yuan opened his eyes, his gaze icy as he looked at him.
He pressed his lips together and continued to send a furious telepathic message.
"Let go. I'm not holding her, and you're not allowed to either."
"Are you fucking done yet?"
Fu Yuan, utterly annoyed by him, finally let his suppressed temper explode.
"If you don't want to do this anymore, then initiate the Contract Termination right now! It's an equal contract now; you can end it whenever you want. Stop fucking looking for trouble all day long! Nuannuan and I are sick to death of you!"
"I'm a legitimate Contractor too, so why the hell should I be beneath you? I need your damn permission just to hug my own wife? Who the hell do you think you are? If you can't stand it, then pack your shit and get out!"
Si Xie's lips trembled. He stared at him, stunned, reeling from the verbal assault.
Among the four of them, Fu Yuan had always been the gentlest and most modest.
