My Woman

"Let go! If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!" Liu Rushuang said coldly through gritted teeth and tightly clenched her fists.

Junxie instantly pulled a long face. He hesitated for a moment, then let go of Liu Rushuang.

Liu Rushuang spun around and looked over at Junxie. He was taller than her by a whole head, his hair was white, wavy, and it fell down to his waist. His lavish garments were cyan and black. He had a sharp face, nice facial features, and was incredibly good-looking.

However, Liu Rushuang wasn't the least bit interested in Junxie. With furrowed brows, she coldly cried, "I won't fall in love with you so just give it up!"