This feeling was very unpleasant, making him wish he could immediately fly back and strangle this woman.
"Third Young Master, please, hang up now! If we don't hang up, we're going to be done for." Feiyu, looking at the wild storm raging outside the plane and the flashes of lightning, turned pale.
This woman must have really provoked the Third Young Master, enough for him to threaten her over the phone, risking his own life on a plane.
"You're insane. Why would I need your permission? Who do you think you are?"
Although Ye Lu tried to counter bravely, she trembled at the fury in his threats.
She knew very well this man was not simply threatening her, but that he was frightening and capable of anything. Yet, under these circumstances, she couldn't back down.
"Who I marry is my business and none of yours. You're getting too involved in my private life, I'm hanging up!"
"Ye Lu!"
Ice-cold anger echoed from the phone, rattling her to the extent where she nearly dropped her phone.