Ou Yimo watched as Gong Shirao ran off, a hint of coldness flickering in her eyes.
She actually knows what's good for her!
Ou Yimo paid no attention to Gong Shirao's departure, instead turning to Zhan Nanjue and saying, "Azhan, Gong Shirao already said she doesn't want you. But it doesn't matter, I want you! Let's start over..."
"Start over?" Zhan Nanjue's lips curved into a sneer. Without even glancing at Ou Yimo, he said coldly, "Get out of my world, Ou Yimo. I don't want to see you again!"
Ou Yimo couldn't believe her ears and looked at him in shock. "What did you say!?"
Zhan Nanjue finally looked at her, with deep disgust in his eyes. "Switching the tranquilizer I needed with that kind of drug? Tell me, what did you mean by that!? History repeating itself!?"
He recalled being deceived by Ou Yimo before, always feeling nauseated by it, and always keeping an antidote on hand. If it weren't for that antidote this time, perhaps Gong Shirao...
