Xi Zhan came over from the distance with a gloomy face, as if he was a storm that was going to overwhelm everything. Behind him, there was the person holding the umbrella for him.
He came to me, looking coldly at the people who were holding me. In one second, they released me in fear.
Xi Zhan touched my cheek with two fingers. He was doing it gently, but I could sense his fury.
He closed his eyes slowly, and ordered in a cold voice: "Take back the slap you just gave her."
He sounded nonnegotiable.
"Zhan er, what do you mean?"
The woman could not believe it, and I gently pulled Xi Zhan's sleeve, sighing that he didn't have to break with his family for me.
He ignored my inconspicuous action, and looked sharply at the woman, who stepped back in fear.