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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She looked extremely wronged and pitiful.
Jiang Qianqian was standing next to Yu Shali. When Qin Zhiâai withdrew her gaze and passed by her, she happened to catch her eyes and saw the hatred there, strong and sharp.
Those eyes sent shivers down Qin Zhiâaiâs back before she could completely recover from what had just happened.
She had been embarrassed by Jiang Qianqian and her group, although Jiang Qianqian had lied and exclaimed Yu Shali was the victim, Gu Yusheng had still revenged herâ¦
At that moment, time seemed to fly back, Qin Zhiâai suddenly remembered the night in the western restaurant eight years earlier, when Gu Yusheng had fought with Jiang Qianqianâs brother for the same reason that she was forced to apologize.
Eight years ago, he had defended her⦠Now, he still did.
Qin Zhiâaiâs heartbeat somehow got faster, just like when she had seen Gu Yusheng fighting for her during high school. Thump! Thump! Thump! Every beat was rhythmic and had great strength.
She couldnât help but raise her head to gaze at Gu Yushengâs back.
He was walking ahead of her without looking back at her.
He grasped her hands with much strength and walked very fast. Although she couldnât see his face, she could feel that he was very angry at that moment.
When they passed through the banquet hall, they bumped into many people. Seeing Gu Yusheng angry, some of them asked what had happened out of care, and some out of curiosity. But Gu Yusheng just ignored them all, as if he hadnât heard any of them, and pulled Qin Zhiâai to stride forward relentlessly.
After they entered the elevator, Gu Yushengâs face remained terribly frightening. Since Yu Shali had already been slapped by him, Qin Zhiâai couldnât figure out why he was angry. Gu Yusheng pressed the âcloseâ button furiously.
Only him and her were in the elevator, but he still had not let go of her wrist.
His grip on her wrist hurt.
She had already seen him mad enough times to know that she should avoid him to prevent herself from being burned by his anger. She dared not remind him to loosen his grip on her wrist, so she just endured the pain secretly and stood in the corner to lower the sense of her presence as much as possible.
When the elevator reached the first floor, Gu Yusheng suddenly raised his other hand to loosen his necktie and threw it to the ground extremely hard.
Qin Zhiâai was so frightened by his actions that she held her breath with her eyes closed. Then she opened her eyes and stared at the necktie. After a while, she forced herself to endure the pain in her belly and bent down quietly to pick it up.
Gu Yusheng still caught her movements, although Qin Zhiâai tried to make them quiet and slight. He suddenly turned his head, and glared at her with anger, which scared Qin Zhiâai a lot, so she stopped in the middle of getting up.
Gu Yusheng snorted and turned his head back. Staring at the elevator door, he raised his hand again impatiently and undid two buttons near his neck.