"Zhan Yucheng, you are crazy!"
As soon as Su Chacha was free, she turned and rushed out of the living room.
The speed of Zhan Yucheng was faster than her, he grabbed her hand hard, "Su Chacha, stop!"
Su Chacha did not want to stop, but Zhan Yucheng was too shameless, he wrapped her wrist deadly, she could not leave also.
"Su Chacha, are you afraid to face the reality?" The voice of Zhan Yucheng was cold, but there was an imperceptible plea in his eyes.
He forced Su Chacha to sit on the sofa and look at the women dressed like peacocks in the living room.
Su Chacha really did not have the special hobby to appreciate women in the evening. She really felt that the heart of Zhan Yucheng was twisted to madness, but she knew that at this time, she struggle at this moment was in vain, perhaps, it would inspire Zhan Yucheng to do something that lost his mind.