What Is Love, Mr Li?

"Zi Er, please don't treat me like this. I love you so much...,"

"Love? Did you just say, love?" Yang Zi fired him a murderous glance.

"What is love, Mr Li?" Yang Zi asked coldly before she brushed off his hand and walked over to her car. She entered her car and ignited the car. Seeing that Yifeng was just standing there in a daze, she wounded the glass and stuck her head out afterwards.

"If you are bent on dying then, I don't mind granting your wish by running you over with my car," Yang Zi shouted fiercely. Despite sounding so mean, she did not let the car move an inch. The way her hands were shaking while holding onto the steering showed the inner feelings she was trying to hide from him and everyone.