In the next second, the merciless big hand peeled off Xu Anran's hand.
"Miss Xu, we don't seem to be that familiar." Guan Jingyi said word by word, his voice was still exceptionally elegant, low and cold. Xu Anran didn't think that the words he said would actually be even colder and more heartless than his voice.
Xu Anran took two steps back. Those black watery eyes of her foolishly looked at Guan Jingyi, and those thousand words that she originally wanted to say were stuck in her throat. Xu Anran opened her mouth, but no longer made a sound.
"What are you thinking about?" Guan Jingyi patiently asked her, his lips curving into a smile. He had clearly said those heartless words to her just now, how could he still pretend that nothing had happened?