Ye Xinluo was speechless. What on earth was wrong with this man today? First, he broke the things she bought, and now he was doing this?
She wanted to struggle, but unfortunately, this man was like a piece of iron pressing down on her, making her unable to move.
"Beichen Rui, can you not be like this? Can we talk properly if there's something wrong?" Ye Xinluo tried her best to lower her tone because she knew arguing with him at this moment was like asking for trouble.
"No." He replied without thinking. When he wanted to talk properly with her, this woman wouldn't speak the truth. Now... he didn't want to talk...
Looking at this unreasonable man, Ye Xinluo was about to cry, "Beichen Rui, can you let go? My hand hurts."
Helpless, Ye Xinluo could only use Jingxi's trick, acting cute and charming...
At her words, he did loosen his grip on her hand, but in the next second, he grabbed it again.
Ye Xinluo: "..."
...What should she do? She felt like slapping this man to death...
